【#巴黎圣母院脚手架拆除工程开始# 预计持续整个夏天】Workers at Notre-Dame cathedral in Paris on Monday began the delicate task of removing tons of metal scaffolding that melted together during the fire that destroyed the monument's roof and spire last year, one of the riskiest operations in the rebuilding efforts so far. Around 40,000 tubes were fused into a tangled mass in the intense heat of the blaze, and must be removed without further damaging the limestone walls supporting the Gothic vault. Half of the metal remains suspended some 40 meters above the church's floor. For more: https://t.cn/A62gEfnW

No smoke without you, my fire.

After you left,your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray

and sent up a long thread of such quiet grey

I smiled to wonder who would believe its signal of so much love.

One cigarette in the non-smoker's tray.

As the last spire trembles up,

a sudden draught blows it winding into my face.

Is it smell, is it taste?

You are here again, and I am drunk on your tobacco lips.

Out with the light.

Let the smoke lie back in the dark.

Till I hear the very ash sigh down among the flowers of brass

I'll breathe, and long past midnight, your last kiss.

失去了你烟草不再燃起，我的火光。

你离开后，留下的烟卷在我的烟缸里残剩星火，
飘腾起灰暗的雾线，冗长沉寂。

我戏谑笑猜，
谁会相信这是如此深沉爱意的信号？

一支烟，
陈在无烟者的烟缸里，
当最后的烟丝燃尽，蓦地，风卷起稀松的烟圈吹向我，
是那气息还是味道？
像你从没离开。

我醉溺于你辛辣的双唇，
重归于黑暗。

让烟丝藏匿于黑夜，直到我再也握不住铜花间烟雾的痕迹。
午夜已过，
我将重生。

你最后的吻。

埃德温·摩根（Edwin Morgan）
《烟》（One Cigarette ）

卡卡其实是一个很节省的人，她和我每次出去玩都喜欢住比较平价的民宿和酒店，我和她在一起IHG的spire都掉到了platinum，因为就没住过洲际。她吃也很抠门，不喜欢吃太贵的东西。甚至有时候我带她去价格高一点的饭店她会不高兴。她比我务实的多，她就喜欢又便宜又好吃的东西。不仅是吃和住，她化妆品也不喜欢用贵的，她不在乎品牌，实用就好。反而我会很在乎，会主动给她买奢侈品牌的东西。她本身对奢侈品毫无兴趣，所以我一点都不觉得她虚荣。