What's I saw,and what's I met?What's I expected,and what's I got?What's I doubted,and what's I believed?...
Stop or walk,go or stay.I don't know how many people had passed and how many things had happened on the small area,which I stand on now.Maybe there's a moment,just at that moment I pick up a stone at random and find history and future from the stone.However I don't know who was last one touched it,and who'll be next?
Crisscross is the eternal trick of vicissitudes of the world.
2 comments:
I'd like to hear more of Crisscross.
To translate the whole paper is an ambitious task for me.But I must try my best.
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