I thought my youth was gone,

　　But you returned --

　　Like a flame at the call of the wind

　　It leaped and burned;

　　Threw off its ashen cloak,

　　And gowned anew

　　Gave itself like a bride

　　Once more to you.

　　embers- poem by Sara Teasdale

　　EMBERS

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　　2018 WINTER

　　幽微的火焰吞噬着

　　像繁星侵占夜空

　　像微光住进瞳孔

　　在向灰烬转化的进程中

　　于是便有了光

　　于是便有了温暖

　　FIRE

　　YDCOV

　　2018 WINTER

　　You cannot put a Fire out

　　A Thing that can ignite

　　Can go, itself, without a Fan

　　Upon the slowest Night

　　poem by Emily Dickinson

　　依丁可唯冬季新品，灰蓝与深红的对比与衬托，空寂与繁丽的冲突与融合，冷静与热情的随心转换。千篇一律的冬季来一点多变的着装与心情。