思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky。I hear the voice of their wings。
A story is never finished; it’s only abandoned.
能源的未来在于多样化和适应性。
过去从未死去，它甚至还未过去。