If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.
回忆这东西若是有气味的话，那就是樟脑的香，甜而稳妥，像记得分明的快乐，甜而怅惘，像忘却了的忧愁。
In the past the man has been first; in the future the system must be first.
The more you give, the more you get.
秋天已经结束，白昼仍然漫长，王粲（字仲宣）怀念远方的心情更加凄凉