在柳林间，风儿轻吟，河水潺潺，带来无尽的诗意与宁静。

在每一张钞票的背后，藏着无数梦想与希望的味道。

梦魂无所寄

Waveyourhandsintheairlikeyoudon'tcare

歌词千寻BadReligion-CrisisTime.There'safeelingaboutmyselfthatIcan'tunderstandIt'saforebodingsensethatIseeallaroundtheland.WhenthewheeloffortuneturnsprogressivelydepravedIt'sthemanifestationofabiosphericdecay.Keepyourselfinline,there'snodesignThenewparadigmiscrisistime.LuxurywasprivilegeandIknewitallalongButtolethumanreasongettrumpedbyemotioniswrong.AllthebondswerebrokenwhenIsaidIlovedyousoButrejectionofafantasyisjustawaytohelpyougrow.Keepyourselfinline,there'snodesignThenewparadigmiscrisistime.There'safeelingaboutmyself,IfeelitohsostrongIt'saromanticnotionandI'vethoughtaboutitfartoolong.Onthecrestofprogresswecan'tbalanceonthewaveIfthemeasureofsuccessisonlytalliedintheliveswesave.

我岂白云无意绪，玉人应肯抱琴来

有人来问居山意，寂寂茆堂日又曛

三叉戟飞机的传奇与技术创新