诗歌是在翻译中丢失的东西 - 也是幸存下来的东西。
天的核心是“生生不息”,默默造就万物却没有穷尽;地的核心是“公平有序”,均匀滋养万物却不会混乱。
The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it.