白云谦卑地站在天边,晨光给它披上壮丽的光彩。
The cloud stood humbly in a corner of the sky,The morning crowned it with splendour.
音乐是我的翅膀,让我飞翔。
过去是一个我们不断重写的故事,即使我们没有意识到。
"The true essence of a story lies not in its plot, but in the emotions it evokes and the truths it reveals."