我不是说唱歌手,我是一个改变思想的人。
Memory is a tricky thing. It doesn't just recall events, it reshapes them.
他就像一个在公园里无忧无虑漫步的人一样,好像穿着一件隐形的外套,可以屏蔽监狱里的纷扰。
Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased. It comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought.