I don’t know how to feel about it, but I’m trying to be happy.
To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.
应该忧虑的是自身不好，而不该忧虑别人不了解自己。《老子》中说“知人者智也，自知者明也。”人生要多些反思，也要多些扪心自问，看清自己更重要。