爱的筵席
席慕蓉
是令人日渐消瘦的心事
是举箸前莫名的伤悲
是记忆里一场不散的筵席
是不能饮不可饮 也要拼却的一醉
Feast of Love
It was the worry that emaciated me
It was an inexplicable sorrow before feast that saddened me
It was the feast in my memory that never came to an end
It was the drunk that I didn't and couldn't but wanted to get.