只管走过去,不必逗留着采了花朵来保存,因为一路上花朵自会继续开放的。
The writer’s joy is the thought that can become emotion, and the emotion that can wholly become a thought.
我不后悔我的过去,我只是后悔在错误的人身上浪费时间。
在数学中,你并不理解事物。你只是习惯了它们。