译文:古庙里黄叶堆积,寒雨萧瑟;青山上的荒坟笼罩着白云。为什么自从离开朱仙镇,就再也没听到岳飞将军胜利的消息?
The novel is the most complete form of human expression.
Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.
if you are walking in the hell, keep walking!
The physicality of the material is its meaning.