The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
The meaning of a word is its use in the language.
I'd get this good feeling about all the things that I could be. And then I never became any of them.
心有成见,就好像用水浇石头,水一点都进不去;对事理不能领悟,则拘泥而不变通,一点都转动不得。