水从山上流到滩头不是有意的，白云从洞中穿过也是无心的。

I write to understand, to grasp, to seize the reality that escapes me.

The magic, the wonder, the mystery and the innocence of a child's heart are the seeds of creativity that will heal the world.

I’m not perfect, but I’m always me.

未来属于那些今天为之准备的人。