Rowing my boat on the river to the west, Gathering wild flowers on the way, If dear passengers wish to hop in, Do present a flower as the fare. 路西河 永不停水流 仿佛是一道路的河 虽然往往向西去 却一路上 让你和我 都充满着 ‘西’望。
Sunday, April 5, 2009
sunday afternoon
There must be a moment when you were on a road journey that you looked outside and noticed the stretches of wires from one electricity pole to another. The five familiar horizontal lines, ever had a thought of it?
Lucyriver had. It reminds Lucyriver of the music staff, waiting to be filled with musical notes.
Or when we were still in kindergarten or primary school, teachers would assign us to writing practice in lines.
So, where's the real bird?
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