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

绿袖子的余周遭，凄凄的，忧郁的声，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。

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

我们的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的符，我们大家的生活。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声空房间。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声山谷。

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，他的照片得到。

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

绿袖子的余音，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，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。

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，我们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音空房间里。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声山。

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，他的照片里得到。

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.

是这种幽幽寂静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，大小P，你就如音符，回在我们大活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们声音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞四壁回着他喊声。

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。

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

是这种幽幽寂静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.

大山洞四壁回着他喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿发出回。

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.

绿袖子的余音周遭，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，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们朗朗的笑声发出。

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

们的小P，大家的小P，你就如同快乐的音，们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

们的声音空房间里。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声山谷。

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，他的照片里得到。

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，忧郁的音，在诉说一个不幸的故事。

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

是的寂静使我们朗朗的笑发出回。

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.

我们的音在空房间里回。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大山洞的四壁回着他的喊。

The horn resounded through the forest.

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.

绿袖子的余音在周遭，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。

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

我们的小P，家的小P，你就如同快乐的音符，在我们家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音在空房间里。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

山洞的四壁着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声在山谷。

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。

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

绿袖子的余音周，凄凄的，忧郁的声音，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。

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，我们大家的生活里。

Our voices echoed in the empty room.

我们的声音空房间里。

The cavern walls echoed his cries.

大洞的四壁着他的喊声。

The horn resounded through the forest.

号角声穿过森林发出。

The corridor echoed with footsteps.

走廊里着脚步声。

Thunder reverberated across the valley.

雷声。

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，他的照片里得到。

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。