Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sigh.
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麽可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
I'm not afraid to say what I feel, because that's the way I am.
我并不假装理解宇宙——它比我大多了。
The poet is the voice of the silent universe.
乳业的未来在于可持续性和科技。