song_of_myself_01_whitman

爱了 居然搜到了 这声音听得醉了

Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same, I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin Hoping to cease not till death. Creeds and schools in abeyance, Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but neverforgotten,

Song of Myself l celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you I loafe and invite my soul, l lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summergrass. My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil,this air .

哇！这个都能有的听！！！太神了喜马拉雅！

born here of parents born here from parentsthe same and their parents the same，

什么意思啊

好听😊，

一分多钟后面怎么没声音了呀

好巧，最近在看叛逆者，打开喜马拉雅发现自己以前收藏了草叶集，哈哈。

I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,Nature without check with original energy