我们的主很狡猾,好在他不怀歹意。
I don't believe in inspiration, I believe in work.
The beauty of mathematics lies in its ability to simplify the complex.
醉中插花,花莫笑我,可怜春天也像人一样即将老去
To write is to give shape to the formless.
我们死去是为了证明我们曾活过。