I want the work to ask questions, not provide answers.
We thought that we had the answers, it was the questions we had wrong.
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer - by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.
花儿凋落随水流去,带着淡淡的红色,心中有无尽的闲愁,默默无言地埋怨着东风。