在爱情中我们都是傻瓜。

如果你愿意，每小时都可以翻开新的一页。

我对事物的外观不如对它们的意义感兴趣。

过去是幽灵，未来是梦，我们拥有的只有现在。

Life never exists on its own, but accompanied by loneliness. Whether we are born, we grow up, we fall in love or we succeed and fail, until the end, loneliness exists in a corner of life like a shadow.