We Germans will never get rid of Hitler. He is like a birthmark on our face.
我们德国人永远不会摆脱希特勒。他就像我们脸上的胎记。
The wild is a place of beauty. To survive, you have to appreciate it.
夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麼可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
Sustainability isn't a choice anymore; it's a responsibility we all must embrace.