A million variations of our being riding on the wind of change depicted grandeur in minute details.

我们乘着时代的风云，以微毫诠释盛大。

" Drifting here and there, I did not know whether I rode on the wind or the wind rode on me."

" 竟不知风乘我耶，我乘风乎。"

Over time and with slightly more careful observation, it became clear that birds were indeed seasonally hitching rides on the wind—but not to nose-dive into lake mud or escape Earth's gravity for far-off celestial bodies.

随着时间的推移，通过更加仔细的观察，我们发现鸟类确实是季节性地搭风而行，但并不是为了一头扎进湖泥里，也不是为了逃避地球引力，飞向遥远的天体。