When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.
当我们想到过去时,我们挑选的是美好的事物。我们想相信一切都是那样的。
There is a kind of bird that can never be closed, for its feathers are shining bright.
我扮演的每一个角色都是一次新的冒险,一个新的挑战。这就是让我继续前进的原因。
Life is a leaf of paper white,thereon each of us may write his word or two.
我们都是自己故事中的英雄。
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.