走上绞刑台,迎向行刑的枪口,我自安之如泰。
I wanted to write about a woman who was angry, who had a right to be angry, and who wasn’t going to apologize for it.
孤独催生我们内心的原创性,催生陌生而危险的美——催生诗歌。
The land doesn’t belong to us; we belong to the land.
世界上最好和最美丽的东西是看不见甚至摸不着的——它们必须用心去感受。