译文:郁孤台下这赣江的流水,水中不知包含了多少乱世中行人的眼泪。我向西北眺望故都长安,可惜无数青山层层叠叠,遮住了我的视线。
写作的行为是一种勇气的行为,是对虚无的挑战。
All things are possible until they are proved impossible and even the impossible may only be so, as of now.