As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden As I walked out one evening, Walking down Bristol Street, The crowds upon the pavement Were fields of harvest wheat. And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the railway: 'Love has no en...
我喜欢看我爸爸【bà】绘画I loved to watch my father paint. 我喜欢在他画画时和他聊天Or really, I loved to hear him talk while he painted. 这样我更加了解我爸爸I learned a lot about my dad that way. 他和我聊各式各样的事情He told me all sorts of things. 比如他怎么找到...
万人非你:
Vanessa。:
六十尾:
玥玥的幸福未来:
生命是种神秘:
hunter:
黄转转:
Revila是笨蛋:
始羚: