黄叶古祠寒雨积，清山荒冢白云多。如何一别朱仙镇，不见将军奏凯歌。
译文：古庙里黄叶堆积，寒雨萧瑟;青山上的荒坟笼罩着白云。为什么自从离开朱仙镇，就再也没听到岳飞将军胜利的消息?
The most powerful art is often the most humble.
如果你不相信自己，别人也不会相信你。
如果自己道德高尚，就不会被外界不正的东西所迷惑。
有小聪明的人不能让他谋划大事，有小忠诚的人不能让他掌管法律
The art of medicine consists in amusing the patient while nature cures the disease.
The best stories are those that stay with you.
Life is so much easier when you don’t have to pretend to be someone else.
当你仅用季度利润衡量成功时，就会错过更大的格局。
Every seed we plant today is an investment in tomorrow's food security.