I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

如果我的未来决定于我的标准化考试表现，我就不会是现在的样子，我向你保证。

艺术不是手工艺，而是艺术家所体验的情感的传递。