A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
诗人是一只夜莺，坐在黑暗中用甜美的声音歌唱来鼓舞自己的孤独。
I dream that my son will grow up to be a good person, a free person. I dream that someday you will return to revisit the land of our childhood. I dream that flowers will bloom in the streets again...and kites will fly in the skies!
The pen is mightier than the sword if the sword is very short, and the pen is very sharp.
我们没有要求人们放弃任何东西，我们是在给他们更好的选择。