The love of a teacher is like drops of dew, which can revive even a withered soul; the love of a teacher is like a warm spring breeze, which can melt even frozen emotions.
I believe that one can write a great opera with real characters, real emotions, and real situations.
啊,充分利用我们还能花费的东西,在我们也归于尘土之前;尘土归于尘土,躺在尘土之下,没有酒,没有歌,没有歌手,也没有——尽头!