目光掠过屋脊，我可以看到流淌的老哈河……在异乡的许多夜晚，当我写作诗歌时，我是将老哈河视为母亲的。

Sight skimming over ridges of roof, I could view the flowing Laoha River... Many nights in strange land, I had exactly regarded Laoha River as mother when I composed poems.

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目光掠过屋脊，我可以看到流淌的老哈河……在异乡的许多夜晚，当我写作诗歌时，我是将老哈河视为母亲的。

Sight skimming over ridges of roof, I could view the flowing Laoha River... Many nights in strange land, I had exactly regarded Laoha River as mother when I composed poems.

youdao