我不相信幸福的结局。生活不是那样的。
The reality is: sometimes you lose. And you're never too good to lose. You're never too big to lose. You're never too smart to lose. It happens.
The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.
译文:花开花落已两载,看着盛开的花,想到两年未曾回家,就不免伤心落泪。小船还系在岸边,虽然我不能东归,飘零在外的我,心却长系故园。
友情有时会产生超越语言的理解。