译文：西风落日下野草斑驳，秋日天空云淡风轻，一只孤鸟飞过。我这个两鬓斑白的游子，又骑着马登上了太行山。
The only real faith is the faith in love.
我们生活在一个影子的世界里，我们自己也是影子。
你是一个不知道自己想要什么的人，直到你把它写在纸上。
Every problem in mathematics has a solution; it's just a matter of finding the right path.
我必须研究政治和战争、挂毯和瓷器。
I have always liked the idea of not being noticed.
Collaboration across nations is key to preserving marine ecosystems.
You have to believe in yourself when no one else does