Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away。 And yellow leaves of autumn， which have no songs， flutter and fall there with a sigh。
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
预测未来的最好方法就是去发明它。
The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself.
Collaboration across sectors is key to solving the world's toughest challenges.
我就像一条狗，不会在吃饭的地方拉屎。
The brain is an enchanted loom where millions of flashing shuttles weave a dissolving pattern.