写作是探索自我的边界。

未经反思自省的人生不值得活。

Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.

"A play is a wound that never heals."

译文：柔肠早已寸断，泪水止不住地流。为了相思，我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔，却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆，望向他离去的方向。