The mist is like the earth's desire. It hides the sun for whom she cries.
薄雾如大地的渴望，遮住了她为之哭泣的太阳。
— Rabindranath Tagore · Stray Birds (1916) —
键盘照着敲一遍，更容易记住。
不用找输入框，直接敲键盘。
The mist is like the earth's desire. It hides the sun for whom she cries.
薄雾如大地的渴望，遮住了她为之哭泣的太阳。