Those patterns spread across the earth are no longer just land, but feel like aged hands, worn yet gentle, carrying us, the ones who only pass through. 那些盤踞大地的紋理 不再只是地形 而像一雙經年累月的手粗糙卻溫柔 托住我們這些短暫經過的人
Those patterns spread across the earth are no longer just land, but feel like aged hands, worn yet gentle, carrying us, the ones who only pass through. 那些盤踞大地的紋理 不再只是地形 而像一雙經年累月的手粗糙卻溫柔 托住我們這些短暫經過的人