The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children.
风的怒号是我的妻子，窗玻璃上的星星是我的孩子。
-- John Keats 济慈
The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children.
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The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children.
风的怒号是我的妻子，窗玻璃上的星星是我的孩子。
-- John Keats 济慈
