于是我们奋力向前划，逆流向上的小舟，不停地倒退，进入过去。
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
The poet is the guardian of silence.
"Love and loss are two sides of the same coin; you can’t have one without the other."
My past is my motivation.
One can only display complex information in the mind. Like seeing, movement or flow or alteration of view is more important than the static picture, no matter how lovely.