Nothing’s lost forever. In this world, there’s a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we’ve left behind, and dreaming ahead.
没有什么会永远失去。在这个世界上,有一种痛苦的进步。既怀念我们留下的,又梦想着未来。
Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water sings the pebbles into perfection。
"The past is not something that simply disappears; it is something that we carry with us, always."
每个人都讨论我的艺术并假装理解,好像理解是必要的,而其实只需要去爱。