One day, I saw a goshawk spiraling in the sky above, I looked at hares and chickens came out from time to time in brushwood under the hill, suddenly I felt bleak never felt before, will my youth run out little by little in this kind of condition?
One day, I saw a goshawk spiraling in the sky above, I looked at hares and chickens came out from time to time in brushwood under the hill, suddenly I felt bleak never felt before, will my youth run out little by little in this kind of condition?
那天看着不断在头上盘旋着的苍鹰、看着山下草丛中时尔闪现的野兔和山鸡，突然感到一种从未有过的凄凉，我的青春年华难道就在这样的生活中一点点的流逝吗？