Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.
诗人必须像一棵树,扎根于故土,从中汲取养分才能结出果实。
水边的芦苇在夜晚披上寒霜,月色清冷,山色苍茫
"What is a person, if not the marks they leave behind?"
萤火虫对群星说:「学者说你的光有一天会熄灭。」群星不回答它。