I hate this wretched willow soul of mine, patiently enduring, plaited or twisted by other hands.

I hate this wretched willow soul of mine, patiently enduring, plaited or twisted by other hands.

我恨我这可怜的柳树灵魂，它耐心地忍受着，被别人编结着或扭着。

-- Karin Boye 卡琳·博耶