Momma? Momma? Some days, I feel different than the day before. Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way. You never know what's coming for you。 What if I told you that instead of gett...
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...
黃青蕉:
艾小柯:
POPOEVER:
逍遙獸:
新京報(bào)書(shū)評(píng)周刊:
者:
愛(ài)哭的女王:
薩爾斯堡的樹(shù)枝:
河淙與清風(fēng):