质量不是一种行为,而是一种习惯。
我相信所有的写作都是一种抵抗的形式。
Words are the bridge between the inner and outer world.
You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one.
译文:柔肠早已寸断,泪水止不住地流。为了相思,我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔,却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆,望向他离去的方向。