山溪里的水随着季节常涨常退,不明事理的小人反复无常。
要知道,终有一天,我们会是自由的。
我们最甜美的歌是那些讲述最悲伤思想的歌。
The more determinedly I exist, as myself, within the conditions of the time, the more clearly I shall hear the language of the past, the nearer I shall feel the breath of the centuries.