绘画是我的梦想,电报则是我的噩梦。
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
岁月不居,流逝如滔滔江水,年纪衰老,一天不如一天了。我满腔忧愁,烦闷难以排遣,前途无望啊,心中总觉不安。