A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
诗人是一只夜莺,坐在黑暗中用甜美的声音歌唱来鼓舞自己的孤独。
Quality is not a fortune; it is a plan.
过去是一个影子,总是跟随,但从未追上。