The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.
The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms.
我们都是破碎的,这样光才能照进来。
历史不仅仅是发生了什么,而是可能发生了什么。
"Die Wahrheit liegt oft in den kleinen Details verborgen."
我走在孤独的路上