The night was dark, no father was there, The child was wet with dew; The mire was deep, and the child did weep, And away the vapour flew.
夜色漆黑，父亲不在身旁，露水沾湿孩子的衣裳；泥沼深深，孩子哭泣，雾气飘向远方。
— William Blake · Songs of Innocence · The Little Boy Lost —
键盘照着敲一遍，更容易记住。
不用找输入框，直接敲键盘。