凡人一生的沧桑磨难,在漂泊浮沉里扑腾,
再多的拥有幸运,再多的遭遇不幸, 都是曾经的往事,都是过去的印记, 这一切,就像天空上轻逸的云烟般, 飘来过,密集过,乌黑过,亮堂过; 聚了散了,变了远了,空了无了。。。 The vicissitudes of struggled in the Mortal life,
The more lucky you had own , the more unfortunate you had met , There were old stories, had been printed once past , All these are just like the light cloud and mist flowing on sky, as if blow by the wind ,came dense, dark cloud, bright cloud; gather and spread, changed and flow far away, empty and non... |
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