失去一个父母可以看成是一种不幸;失去双亲看上去就像是一种粗心了。
Conflict is the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. It instigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplike passivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
I'm a work in progress. I'm not perfect, but I'm trying every day.