It's just -- it's one of those moments where the brain goes off on it's own: and suddenly, I'm standing there, in the Rockies, and all I can think of is the Aristotelian definition of a tragedy.
这就是那种，脑子开始不受控制，神游太虚的时候 我站在落基山脉中 唯一能想到的是亚里士多德对悲剧的定义