Song of Albatross, of freedom, of aspiration, of prayer, of a fledging bird that is wandering, hovering and waiting..."that made the bleeze to blow"
7/30/2006
Notes of Migrating
First myself, then my blog, the albatross is always migrating. The reason is not that the bird doesn't love the old nest any more, however. It's just a route to continue the rhythm of life.
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恭贺乔迁，很时差地说。
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