When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.
You are not defined by your past, you are prepared by your past.
翻译:阳刚与阴柔相互推移,变化就在其中了。
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.
我不是一个活在过去的人。我总是向前看。
I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.