Pluck the string and beat with poetic rhythms. With freedom, you fly over the sky of melodies, Transcend the order of seasons, And touch the windstorm of antiquity with your plump feathers
文摘Pluck the string and beat with poetic rhythms. With freedom, you fly over the sky of melodies, Transcend the order of seasons, And touch the windstorm of antiquity with your plump feathers