It was a wind that sang of many things, but what it sang to each listener was only what was in that listener’s heart.
风吟唱着许多事情，但每个听者听到的，只是自己心中原有的声音。
— L. M. Montgomery · Kilmeny of the Orchard · Chapter I —
键盘照着敲一遍，更容易记住。
不用找输入框，直接敲键盘。