Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。
If a thing loves? it is infinite.
圆的周长大于任何内接等边多边形的周长，小于任何外切多边形的周长。
Every building is a prototype.
To say 'I love you' one must first be able to say the 'I'.