As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway: 'Love has no en...
The beauty of life lies in its infinite possibilities. As we gradually become mature, and gradually form a complete and stable through, but we inevitably will become no fun adult children eyes. Our every day life of nine to six, mode of thinking is more sim...
Evarnold:
沈倾欢:
力总:
深邃:
Maverick:
奋斗的burning:
小乙:
京望:
Goode: