白云斜挂蔚蓝天,独自登临一怅然。欲望家乡何处似?乱峰深里翠如烟。
译文:白云斜斜地挂在蔚蓝的天空上,独自登上高处心中一片怅然。遥想家乡像什么呢?在那杂乱山峰的深处,一片翠绿如烟。
我热爱海洋的神秘。
I don't let the past hold me back. I let it propel me forward.
A book is a version of the world. If you do not like it, ignore it; or offer your own version in return.
War is the continuation of politics by other means.