The act of writing is an act of defiance against the chaos of the world.
当你没有看到这朵花时,这朵花和你的心一起归于寂静;当你看到这朵花时,这朵花的颜色便立刻鲜明起来,由此可知这朵花并不在你的心外。
You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read.