我問,
為何惆悵?
人生到處知何似，應似飛鴻踏雪泥，
泥上偶然留指爪，鴻飛哪復計東西！
佛說,
這是真理.
不必著色, 不用彩飾, 不必辯護, 浸染的是美的真....
在每一秒間.
To advance, to transpire, to transcent, through music, through space, from mountain to mountian, ocean to ocean, one night club to one religious retreat...
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