17
These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.
这些小思小想
都是树叶的婆娑;
它们在我的心里
欢乐地“咬”着耳朵。
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These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.
这些小思小想
都是树叶的婆娑;
它们在我的心里
欢乐地“咬”着耳朵。