Like the traces of the heart, no halt at the places.
像心之轨迹，没有一刻停息。
Because the old building will reveal a Qingqiu-like bleak, you can see on the traces of the years to touch, touch the pulse of the history of heart sounds.
因为老建筑会透出一股清秋般的苍凉，你能在其上看到岁月抚过的痕迹，触摸到历史心音的脉搏。
The place changes and gose. like a wind, like clouds, like the traces of heart, no half at the places…
沧海桑田物是人非如风流转如云变换恍如心之轨迹永无休止不知将会停驻何方…
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