We don't inherit the ocean from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.
The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.
译文:西风落日下野草斑驳,秋日天空云淡风轻,一只孤鸟飞过。我这个两鬓斑白的游子,又骑着马登上了太行山。