黑云受到光的接吻时,就变成了天上的花朵。
I'm not a politician, I'm not a preacher, I'm just a vessel.
写作是一种抵抗行为,一种重新获得声音和身份的方式。
解析:良知即是天理。
It’s one thing to have a past, and another to be held hostage by it.