释义:种植荆棘会得到刺,种植桃李会得到阴凉。
Fiction is a lie that tells the truth.
The past is not dead, it is not even past.
Every act of writing is an act of betrayal.
I'm a very private person. I don't like to talk about my personal life.
我只是一个音乐人,我想创作让人感觉良好的音乐。