Stray Birds 106

The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
— Rabindranath Tagore
那无名岁月的感怀萦绕在我心头,就如青苔环绕着古树 - Don't Panic!

The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
— Rabindranath Tagore
那无名岁月的感怀萦绕在我心头,就如青苔环绕着古树 - Don't Panic!