Stray Birds 310
The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chantof praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
— Rabindranath Tagore
雨中湿润的泥土的气息升腾起来， 像一首来自无声的渺小众生的伟大赞歌 - Don't Panic!
评：钢筋水泥的都市，好久没感觉到泥土的气息了……
The smell of the wet earth in the rain rises like a great chantof praise from the voiceless multitude of the insignificant.
— Rabindranath Tagore
雨中湿润的泥土的气息升腾起来， 像一首来自无声的渺小众生的伟大赞歌 - Don't Panic!
评：钢筋水泥的都市，好久没感觉到泥土的气息了……