骑着马迎风而行，看人生的起伏变化；高声歌唱书写风景，笑看天地的荒凉与衰老。

"We are not seven, we are one."

The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night—it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.

To feed the world, we must first respect the resources we have.

一只眼睛不如两只眼睛看得明白，一只耳朵不如两只耳朵听得清楚。