四月是最残忍的月份，从死去的土地里培育出丁香，把回忆和欲望混合，又用春雨搅动迟钝的根芽。
The poor dream all their lives of getting enough to eat and looking like the rich. And what do the rich dream of? Losing weight and looking like the poor.
I'm not a role model. I'm a father, a husband, a son, a brother, a friend. I'm a human being. I make mistakes. I have flaws. I'm not perfect. But I try to be the best person I can be.