译文：还记得从前中秋时，我对着丹桂丛饮酒，花影倒映在酒杯中，月影也倒映在酒杯中。
We are all fragments, not only of ourselves but of each other.
Happiness is not the absence of suffering, but the ability to overcome it.
我们不过是在一个并非为我们而建的世界里努力生存。