I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

历史学家是一个向后看的先知。

But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?

数字化转型不是选择题，而是必答题。