人总是比他对自己所知道的要多。他不是一劳永逸地是什么,而是一个过程。
Man is always something more than what he knows of himself. He is not what he is simply once and for all, but is a process.
离愁浩荡随着夕阳西下,挥鞭东指便是天涯。
I don't complain, I don't justify myself, I accept what comes and keep working.