我想起我那堆旧平装书，书页已经变得松软，仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
The best way to predict the future is to create it.
小花睡在尘土里，它寻求蝴蝶走的路。
永远不要让恐惧决定你的未来。
I'm not a hero, I'm not a villain, I'm just a voice in the darkness.