I believe that every story is a kind of truth.
形容自然景观的壮丽与难以用笔墨完全描绘。
有的时候,一支亲切的乐曲,一处幽静地方的潺潺水声,一朵花的芳香,甚而只是说出一个熟悉的字眼,会突然唤起一些模糊的记忆,令人想起一些今生不曾出现过的场景,它们会像微风一样飘散,仿佛刹那间唤醒了对某种久已别离的、比较快乐的往事,而这种回忆单靠冥思苦想是怎么也想不起来的。
The root of all superstition is that men observe when things hit, and not when they miss, and commit to memory the one, and pass over the other.