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。
边界？我从未见过。但我听说它们存在于某些人的脑海中。
"The best ideas come when you're not trying to have ideas."
我不是一个为了娱乐而写作的作家。我写作是为了激发思考并挑战现状。