小鸟在她四周跳动着唱着，“多美丽多柔软的草地，有着金子般心灵，银装素裹的可爱的小雏菊在这儿生长。”
The little bird hopped round it and sang, “How beautifully soft the grass is, and what a lovely little flower with its golden heart and silver dress is growing here.”
听完母亲的话后，我冰封的心灵又开始了跳动。
After hearing my mother out, my frozen heart began to beat again.
所以只有在艺术中，我们才可以倾听自己心灵的声音，才可以感受到生命的跳动，才可以觉察生命的本真生存。
Therefore, it is only in the arts, we can listen to the voice of their own hearts, we can feel the beat of life, we can realize the true existence of life.
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