我回首前尘往事,犯下重罪的小笨蛋,我想跟他沟通让他明白,但我办不到,那个少年早就不见了,只剩下我垂老之躯。
I look back on the past, committed a felony little fool, I want to communicate with him and let him understand, but I can't do this, the boy would not see the, only my old trunk.
The Pompidou Centre is a giant Meccano set, a building turned inside out.
The first lesson reading teaches is how to be alone.
Going out is not the goal, going deep is our real target.
I wake up every morning and say to myself, ‘You’re blessed to be alive.’