花儿凋落随水流去,带着淡淡的红色,心中有无尽的闲愁,默默无言地埋怨着东风。
I didn't think I was ever going to get a sensible question.
Better to live one year as a tiger, than a hundred as a sheep.
音乐不仅仅是一段美妙的旋律,它是人类灵魂最深刻的表达。
Memory is a kind of accomplishment, a sort of renewal even.