在磨洋工的制度盛行的地方,艰苦的工作、低工资和恶劣的条件是常态。
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes—or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two—is gone.
We are all just fragments of a larger narrative, trying to make sense of our place in the world.
我变得疯狂,伴随着长时间可怕的清醒。