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，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Games are not just entertainment; they are an expression of culture and a transmission of emotion.
The only thing that I can say is I try to be a better player and a better person every day.