I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel thefreedom of passing away。
我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代,以及这些时代之被遗忘,我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
真相很少是纯粹的,也从来不简单。
Today is cruel, tomorrow is crueler, and the day after tomorrow is beautiful, but most people will die tomorrow night, so don't give up today.