I look back on the past, committed a felony little fool, I want to communicate with him and let him understand, but I can't do this, the boy would not see the, only my old trunk.
我回首前尘往事，犯下重罪的小笨蛋，我想跟他沟通让他明白，但我办不到，那个少年早就不见了，只剩下我垂老之躯。
The act of writing is an act of optimism. You wouldn't take the trouble to do it if you felt it didn't matter.
男人会变老，但永远不学好。
A person may cause evil to others not only by his actions but by his inaction， and in either case， he is justly accountable to them for the injury.
"The search for identity is a journey through the fog of memory."
A good building is one that makes the city better.