肠已断,泪难收。相思重上小红楼。情知已被山遮断,频倚阑干不自由。
译文:柔肠早已寸断,泪水止不住地流。为了相思,我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔,却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆,望向他离去的方向。
Theoretical physics is not just about solving equations; it's about understanding the fabric of reality.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old Time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.