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夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麽可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sigh.
我写歌是为了治愈自己,也治愈别人。
"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart."
艺术和设计之间的界限是多孔的,这正是它们有趣的地方。
The great advantage of old age is that you can be as rude as you like.