But sitting in its midst, I am unmoved. My father is in the wings pounding the drums. All the energy in his body seems to be poured into the beat, sending wave after wave of sound through the drumskins.
父親在翼幕旁揮舞著鼓棒；他旺盛的精力瞬間貫穿全身，透過兩支鼓棒直透鼓背，一波一波，層層疊起，鑼鼓鐃鈸的回聲，彷彿交織成一環環的煙縷，節節上升。