有的时候,一支亲切的乐曲,一处幽静地方的潺潺水声,一朵花的芳香,甚而只是说出一个熟悉的字眼,会突然唤起一些模糊的记忆,令人想起一些今生不曾出现过的场景,它们会像微风一样飘散,仿佛刹那间唤醒了对某种久已别离的、比较快乐的往事,而这种回忆单靠冥思苦想是怎么也想不起来的。
成功不是目的地,而是你走过的路。
"A story can change the world, one reader at a time."
It is not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.
黑色不是单一的,它是多样的。
Over the piano was printed a notice: Please do not shoot the pianist. He is doing his best.
The idea of justice is not the same as the idea of law.