I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
问题是,我们是否乐于假设我们的孙子孙女可能永远无法在大象的图片书之外看到大象?
The best investment you can make is in yourself.