我要向你走去,你像我走来已经很久了。
我不是一个沉溺于过去的人。
Memory is a way of meeting.
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away。 And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh。
要成为一个好的数学家,你需要既有直觉又有严谨。
我们需要创造力来改变社会。