I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
我更喜欢冬天和秋天,那时你能感受到风景的骨架——它的孤独,冬天的死寂。有些东西在下面等待着,整个故事并未完全展现。
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
生命太短暂,不要把时间浪费在不尊重你的人身上。
Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice.