这里有丹枫,这里有丹鹤,这里更有爱的暖流。

騳来騳往

有一匹馬，离开家乡，信誓旦旦地撒到南京，四年后却落寞惆怅地飘到北京，两年后又趾高气扬地跑到东京，三年后无奈彷徨地飞到北美。

A horse left home for Nanjing, full of fire. Four years later it drifted to Beijing, heavy with dusk. Two years on, it dashed to Tokyo, spirit rekindled. Three years after, it crossed to North America, carrying only confusion and the echo of its roads.