I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
我想起我那堆旧平装书,书页已经变得松软,仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
The only limits you have are the limits you believe.
The city is the most complex work of art.
Future competition is about the industrial chain; enterprises must build ecological synergy advantages.