Writing is a way of living, a way of surviving, a way of fighting against the absurdity of existence.

The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms.

有些事情即使从未发生过，人们也会记得。

你不写的故事，就是那个萦绕你的故事。