The act of writing is an act of resistance against oblivion.
白云谦卑地站在天边,晨光给它披上壮丽的光彩。
I’m not a role model, I’m just a person trying to figure it out.
我们是我们的过去。
哪里有自由,哪里就是我的祖国。
我不追逐,我吸引。