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Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near。The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart。
我们如海鸥之与波涛相遇似地,遇见了,走近了。海鸥飞去,波涛滚滚地流开,我们也分别了。
Every stroke of the brush is a conversation with the universe.
Poetry is the language of the soul, and the soul speaks in the language of the heart.
"I write about tyrants not because I fear them, but because I refuse to let them own my imagination."
在词语之间的沉默中,真相存在。