Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swaddling-bands, Bound and weary, I thought best To sulk upon my mother's breast.
我在父亲手中挣扎，与襁褓的束缚抗争；被裹得动弹不得，疲倦不堪，我想还是伏在母亲胸前赌气最好。
— William Blake · Poems of William Blake · Infant Sorrow —
键盘照着敲一遍，更容易记住。
不用找输入框，直接敲键盘。