The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子的余音在周遭回，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，在诉说一个不幸的故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽的寂静使朗朗的笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的音符，回在大家的生活。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

的声音在空回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁回着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落的传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来的独立艺术品质，在他的照片得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

子的余音在周遭回，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，在诉说一个不幸的故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽的寂静使我们朗朗的笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的音符，回在我们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁回着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照失落的传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来的独立艺术品质，在他的照里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子的余音在周遭回，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，在诉说一个不幸的。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

这种幽幽的寂静使我们朗朗的笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的音符，回在我们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁回着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落的传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来的独立艺术品质，在他的照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子余音在周遭回，，郁音，在诉说一个不幸故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽寂静使我们朗朗笑发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们小P，大家小P，你就如同快乐音符，回在我们大家生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着他喊。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来独立艺术品质，在他照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子余音在周遭回，凄凄，忧郁音，在诉说一个不幸故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽寂静使我朗朗笑发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我P，大P，你就如同快乐音符，回在我大生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着他喊。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来独立艺术品质，在他照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子余音在周遭回，凄凄，忧郁音，在诉说一个不幸故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽寂静使我朗朗笑发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我P，大P，你就如同快乐音符，回在我大生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着他喊。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来独立艺术品质，在他照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子余音在周遭回，凄凄，忧郁声音，在诉说一个不幸故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽使我们朗朗笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们小P，大家小P，你就如同快乐音符，回在我们大家生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来独立艺术品质，在照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子余音在周遭回，凄凄，忧郁声音，在诉说一个不幸故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽使我们朗朗笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们小P，大家小P，你就如同快乐音符，回在我们大家生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落传统，比如材料应用本身所能带来独立艺术品质，在照片里得到回。

The aftersound of Green Sleeves,telling a miserable story, is ringing around,so melancholy and blue.

绿袖子的余音在周遭回，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，在诉说一个不幸的故事。

It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance.

是这种幽幽的寂静使我们朗朗的笑声发出回。

Our dear Pchy,you are just like gayer melody,resounding in our life.

我们的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的音符，回在我们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁回着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出回。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里回着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷回。

In his works, we can see how it presents the details required by photographic techniques, and it also shows us a lonely faquir worship and travel in the vast land.

百年来照片已然失落的传统，比如材本身所能带来的独立艺术品质，在他的照片里得到回。