曾是午後的暢聊，此刻仍在磚地間悠然回響。我們談詩，也談遠方。
Once a haven for afternoon talks,
now its echoes still drift across the brick-laid floor.
We spoke of poetry—
and of lands afar.
D192 舊日長廊
曾是午後的暢聊，此刻仍在磚地間悠然回響。我們談詩，也談遠方。
Once a haven for afternoon talks,
now its echoes still drift across the brick-laid floor.
We spoke of poetry—
and of lands afar.