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 am not the luckiest person, but I am the most hardworking person.
应对不自由世界的唯一方法是变得如此绝对自由,以至于你的存在本身就是一种反叛。
要么忙着活,要么忙着死。