我不是没素材了,我只是没时间了。
The beauty of poetry: that it says what cannot be said.
It’s true that everything has its Personal Legend, but one day that Personal Legend will be realized. So each thing has to transform itself into something better, and to acquire a new Personal Legend, until, someday, the Soul of the World becomes one thing only.
语言不仅仅是交流的工具,更是塑造我们现实的方式。
我们都带着某种与生俱来的罪恶感出生。