An old monk in a temple down my lane had inserted tiny bamboo flutes into the tail-feathers of his flock of pigeons. As they wheeled over my roof, they trailed an aeolian music behind them.

离我不远的庙里，老和尚把细竹笛塞进鸽子的尾羽里，它们在我的屋顶上盘旋，身后留下一串串风般的音乐。

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An old monk in a temple down my lane had inserted tiny bamboo flutes into the tail-feathers of his flock of pigeons. As they wheeled over my roof, they trailed an aeolian music behind them.

离我不远的庙里，老和尚把细竹笛塞进鸽子的尾羽里，它们在我的屋顶上盘旋，身后留下一串串风般的音乐。

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