The United States has no permanent enemies, no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
如果我们对待植物像对待孩子一样漫不经心,我们现在就会生活在杂草丛生的丛林里。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings .
我们都是陌生人,甚至对自己来说也是。
Art is the daughter of freedom.
我非常爱花,以至于我想亲吻它们,但我知道如果我这样做,它们会枯萎死亡。