戏剧是一个我们可以面对最深恐惧和欲望的地方。
If you’re not moving forward, you’re falling behind.
花儿凋落随水流去,带着淡淡的红色,心中有无尽的闲愁,默默无言地埋怨着东风。
We are survival machines – robot vehicles blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes.