世路风霜艰险,是我们锤炼思想的环境;世情冷暖,是我们克制性情的时机;世事是非颠倒,是我们修身实践的凭借。
译文:西风落日下野草斑驳,秋日天空云淡风轻,一只孤鸟飞过。我这个两鬓斑白的游子,又骑着马登上了太行山。
To write is to resist—to resist forgetting, to resist oppression, to resist the erasure of memory.
Representation theory provides the language in which many number-theoretic phenomena can be expressed.
我想成为一个文艺复兴式的女性。我想画画,想写作,想表演,我想做所有事情。