译文：锦官城里每日音乐声轻柔悠扬，一半随着江风飘去，一半飘入了云端。这样的乐曲只应该天上有，人间里哪能听见几回?

The only thing standing between you and your goal is the story you keep telling yourself as to why you can’t achieve it.

世界悬于一线，那根线就是人的心灵。

诗人的灵魂就像一面镜子，映照出世界的美。