在我小时候，那个时候是不禁枪的，那会村里人还经常拿着猎枪去打猎，老家厨房的土墙上就直接挂着一把老式猎枪，另外我记忆中家里还有一把手枪，那个颜色是青铜色，有三颗黄铜的子弹，用白色布包裹着压在阁楼的箱底， ...

Human Life a Poem 人生如诗I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. It begins with innoc ...