译文:柔肠早已寸断,泪水止不住地流。为了相思,我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔,却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆,望向他离去的方向。
Every great orchestra is a mirror of its society, reflecting both its virtues and its flaws.
我扮演的每一个角色都是我的一部分。