"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad."
The Soviet man was a man who was always waiting—for rations, for orders, for the end.
The first love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.
译文:人心就像天空和深渊。心的本体,无所不包,原本就是一个天。只是因为被私欲所阻碍,那么天的本体就丧失了。心中的道理无穷无尽,原本就是一个深渊。只是因为被私欲堵塞,那么深渊的本体就丧失了。