有的鸟终究是关不住的,因为他们的羽翼太过光辉,当他们飞走时,你会由衷的祝贺他们获享自由;然而无奈的是:你得继续在这无聊之地苟且偷生。
One isn't born one's self. One is born with mass of expectations, a mass of other people's ideas.