译文：郁孤台下这赣江的流水，水中不知包含了多少乱世中行人的眼泪。我向西北眺望故都长安，可惜无数青山层层叠叠，遮住了我的视线。

Climate change is not just a threat to agriculture; it's a call to reinvent it.

The writer is someone who plays with the body of his mother.

活着就是慢慢地出生。

文学是对人类灵魂在黑暗与光明中的探索。

理解复利的力量以及获取复利的难度，是理解许多事情的核心所在。