The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.

One is the happiest thing is that somebody loves you.When you are at my time， I absent-minded，When I come to you， when you have gone.We are always in a meeting to miss， losing a lot of.However， I want to say this is because we are still young.No， perhaps this is our life.From then on， I always looked back the road.

Let me live truly, my Lord, so that death to me becomes true.

历史不仅仅是关于过去；它是关于过去如何塑造现在。