这是一条湍急的河流,这是一条静谧的河流。
当我日复一日在拥堵而嘈杂的北京城奔走时,多么想暂时停下脚步看看天上的云彩。然而,匆忙的时光,仿佛一直推着我向前。
有一天,当我坐在Bow
River旁,岸边的芦苇在风中瑟瑟摇曳。目光穿透芦苇,是如翡翠般静澈的河水潺潺流动。天空中,偶尔有鸟自由飞过。
那一刻,我真的听到了风在唱歌。
"Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor
you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing
through.
Who
has seen the wind?
Neither you nor
I.
But
when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
"
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