Childhood is the first and last frontier of literature.
童年是文学最初也是最后的边疆。
解析:无念是不住念,无相是不住相,无住是随它去。如此,道便通流。三者是一。
The simplest gesture can contain the most complex meaning.
信息的洪流让人溺于表象,无法触及本质。
音乐让我勇敢,也让我脆弱。
Data is the oil of the new era, but more valuable than oil.