Every story has the potential to inspire, to educate, and to entertain.

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.

以眼还眼，世界只会更盲目。

Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.

最终，我们都是我们所记得的样子。