最美的风景在攀登最艰难的山峰之后。
无色的绿色念头愤怒地睡觉。
The love of a teacher is like drops of dew, which can revive even a withered soul; the love of a teacher is like a warm spring breeze, which can melt even frozen emotions.
最终,我们只会后悔没有抓住的机会。