Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off,the waves roll away and we depart.
I write to make sense of the world, to give it a shape, a form.
When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it. 
技术是比亚迪的根,创新是比亚迪的魂。