The history of life is written in A, T, C, and G.

一个人内心必须有混沌，才能诞生一颗跳舞的星星。

God waits for man to regain his childhood in wisdom.

The only true voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

花儿凋落随水流去，带着淡淡的红色，心中有无尽的闲愁，默默无言地埋怨着东风。