The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
When the gunpowder ignites, time stops.#当火药点燃的瞬间，时间就停止了。
La memoria es el territorio donde habita la poesía.
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.