译文:如果眼中没有离别的怨恨,就不会相信人间会有因相思而愁白了头的事。
故事不是一条线,而是一张网。
The heart of a poet is a mirror that reflects the beauty and the pain of the world.
真相很少纯粹,也绝不简单。
我们对自己讲述的故事塑造了我们生活的世界。
People’s behavior is shaped by their immediate environment more than we often realize.