语言是一种皮肤：我用我的语言摩擦他人。就好像我有词语代替手指，或者手指在词语的尖端。
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tips of my words.
我从底层爬起来，但我没忘记起点。
成功不是终点，失败也非致命，重要的是继续前进的勇气。
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Following your bliss is a recipe for paralysis if you don’t know what you are passionate about. A better motto for most youth is “master something， anything”. Through mastery of one thing， you can drift towards extensions of that mastery that bring you more joy， and eventually discover where your bliss is.