Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.
时间是一股风,不停地吹过我的脸,喃喃地说着毫无意义的话。
-- Shannon Hale 香农黑尔
Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.
时间是一股风,不停地吹过我的脸,喃喃地说着毫无意义的话。
-- Shannon Hale 香农黑尔