译文:西风落日下野草斑驳,秋日天空云淡风轻,一只孤鸟飞过。我这个两鬓斑白的游子,又骑着马登上了太行山。
"Language is a tool, and like any tool, it can be used for good or for ill."
Happiness is not something ready-made. It comes from your own actions.
Sustainability in agriculture isn't an option—it's a necessity for survival.