45.Wraths sets on end my hair
人文科學

        I lean on railings whereI see the drizzling rain has ceased.Raising my eyesTowards the skies,I heave long sighs,My wrath not yet appeased.To dust is gone the fame achieved in thirty years;Like cloud-veiled moon the thousand-mile land disappears.Should you......（本文共 384 字）     [閱讀本文] >>