Those who do not have power over the story that dominates their lives, the power to retell it, rethink it, deconstruct it, joke about it, and change it as they change, truly are powerless, because they cannot think new thoughts.

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

生活的奔波将一切搅乱，生活就是这样：时热时冷，时紧时松，时而平静时而动荡。