我们都是自己经历的囚徒,然而我们永远无法完全理解它们。
The past is a cupboard full of light and all you have to do is find the key that opens the door.
译文:柔肠早已寸断,泪水止不住地流。为了相思,我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔,却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆,望向他离去的方向。
The city is the greatest invention of mankind.
我不是宇宙,我是多元宇宙。