While hiking through Grand Canyon, I came across someone playing the flute. The sound seemed to rise from the ancient sedimentary rock itself — and for a moment, I just stood there, completely absorbed.
徒步穿越大峡谷时，遇见有人吹着长笛。那声音仿佛从古老的沉积岩中生长出来——那一刻，我只是站在那里，完全沉浸在其中。

Places like this feel as though they hold the breath and memory of everyone who has ever passed through. And now, that fragile thread of music feels quietly woven into it, too.
这样的自然之地，仿佛承载着所有来过之人的气息与记忆。而那一缕笛声，也悄然被编织进这片土地之中。 http://t.cn/AXJOlZzx