译文：现在我尝尽了忧愁的滋味，想说却又最终咽下。想说却又咽下，只能感叹一句 “天气凉爽好个秋天”!
Memory is a treacherous thing, it changes and distorts over time.
If you don’t take risks, you’ll never know what you’re truly capable of.
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
生命的价值不在于我们呼吸的次数，而在于那些让我们屏息的时刻。