时间是阻止光线到达我们的东西。

解释：善念不可轻易丧失，恶念不能肆意滋长。

白云谦卑地站在天边，晨光给它披上壮丽的光彩。

The mother-child relationship is paradoxical and, in a sense, tragic. It requires the most intense love on the mother's side, yet this very love must help the child grow away from the mother, and to become fully independent.

The beauty of literature is that it allows us to live multiple lives, to experience different worlds, to feel the emotions of others.

最终，我们记住的不是敌人的话语，而是朋友的沉默。