This trip is a hard swallow of my pride. 非典型林奇 只有吃鹿肉那段有一丝神秘主义的意思平淡如此 公路片驶到最后一段 还是忍不住屏住呼吸和想要流泪的冲动老人两鬓斑白 总挂着浅浅的微笑 眼里清澈如鉴 阅尽千帆 可以不咸不淡地吐露往事 只想与手足和好 抬头看同一片星空 真是aging的最高境界音乐起 不如我们继续上路吧
And it was that age... Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or river. I don't know how or when, no, they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street I was summoned, from th