我想，当这一切的一切都已经结束时，这些回忆还是会历历在目。你知道的，就是那种万花筒般的回忆，被无限放大和复制。就这样一幕幕回放。可真实的他，从未回到我身边。
I think， I think when it’s all over， it just comes back in flashes. You know， it’s like a kaleidoscope of memories. But it just all comes back. But he never does.
"To write is to give voice to the silent corners of the soul."
灾难过后，人们失去的不仅是家园，还有社区。临时住房应该帮助重建这两者。
幸福的秘密是自由，自由的秘密是勇气。
I have tired of the feeling of being manipulated. This oppression is real! They are lying, and the history book is littered with lies. You have to know, all the pop music, from jazz to rock to hip-hop, and then to the dance, are created by black people! But they are pushed to the corner where the history books! You never saw a black man appear on the cover of it, you would only see Elvis Presley, see the Rolling Stones. Who are the real can be a pioneer in this?