Looking at the Autumn deep blue sky,
I feel a touch of melancholy.
However high I put up my hand,
still I cannot reach the depth of the sky.
Only my voice is drawn into the sky,
which will never reach the ear on the earth.
Artist Cai Guohua sketching everyday life in Japan
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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送信者 通勤絵速 |
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