April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
四月是最残忍的月份，从死去的土地里培育出丁香，把回忆和欲望混合，又用春雨搅动迟钝的根芽。
We are all time travelers in the river of DNA.
The petrochemical industry must adapt to the low-carbon trend to remain competitive in the new era.
我们都是自己经历、记忆和所讲故事的拼凑物。
Life is too short to worry about what other people think.