The past is always present in the work.

Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky。I hear the voice of their wings。

A poem must be an event, not a record of an event.

When you gaze long into the abyss，the abyss also gazes into you.

世界上充满了显而易见的事物，但没有人注意到它们。

我被碎片化的、不完整的、未解决的事物所吸引。

痛苦是一种果实，上帝不会让它生长在无法承受的脆弱枝干上。