Yesterday on the road, I saw a dove lying still on the asphalt.
Its feathers were matted, its beak shattered—
a moment seemingly forgotten by time.
While painting, it kept appearing in my mind—
a quiet sorrow, a tender ache.
With every stroke, I thought of its pain and its silent passing.
May it have flown to a gentler world, where it can finally rest in peace.

昨天在路上，看到一隻白鴿倒臥在柏油路上，
羽毛糊了，喙碎了，像被時間遺忘的一個瞬間。
畫畫的時候，它一直浮現在心中——
不忍，也不捨。
一邊作畫，一邊想著牠的痛苦與無聲的離去。
願牠已飛往更溫柔的世界好好休息。