They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back。
把灯笼背在背上的人,有黑影遮住前路。
The truth is not in the facts, but in the way we remember them.
告子行仁义之事,就好像踮起脚尖当作自己个头高,卧下当作自己面积大了,这是不能长久的。
世界充满了美与丑,而我们选择看哪一种。
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?