In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
译文:年年岁岁繁花依旧,岁岁年年看花之人却不相同。赏析:时光流逝,物是人非。花有重开时,人无再少年。
Memory is not a recording device but a system that actively organizes and reconstructs information.