科技让传统渔业焕发新生,但永远不能忘记尊重海洋的初心。
译文:柔肠早已寸断,泪水止不住地流。为了相思,我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔,却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆,望向他离去的方向。
未说出口的往往比说出的更有力量。
"In the end, we are all stories, told and retold, until we become part of the collective memory."
En cada historia hay un pedazo de verdad, aunque esté disfrazada de mentira.
Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow.