精神的火焰在孤独中燃烧得最明亮。
The flame of the spirit burns brightest in solitude.
The novel is a kind of mirror that reflects the world.
思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Agriculture is the foundation of manufactures, since the productions of nature are the materials of art.
我不喜欢说太多，我更喜欢让比赛替我说话。