译文:古庙里黄叶堆积,寒雨萧瑟;青山上的荒坟笼罩着白云。为什么自从离开朱仙镇,就再也没听到岳飞将军胜利的消息?
Silence is the language of the oppressed.
The white cube is dead; long live the context!
The only way to do great work is to love what you do.