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One person's loneliness is not loneliness, one person looking for another person,
Finding another sentence is the real loneliness.
——Liu Zhenyun, "One Sentence Tops Ten Thousand Sentences"
All unforgived lives,
Should all be proudly out of print.
——Jian Wei, "April Rift"
We all love light, though fleeting.
But you are still you, with my name that trembles as soon as I shout.
——Yu Xiuhua, "The Wind Blows"
The years do not spare people,
Nor have I spared the years.
- Wooden heart
The day a man first resembles his father,
That's when he started to age.
—García Márquez
All that can wash away everything is tears, that is, time, time to move feelings, the longer the time, the lighter the conflict, like a constantly diluted tea. — Salinger, "The Catcher in the Rye"
No matter how hard the road ahead is, as long as you walk in the right direction, no matter how bumpy, you are closer to happiness than standing where you are. - Hayao Miyazaki, "Spirited Away"
The adults don't say goodbye, they only plan to reunite
Only the pain of illness and the death of relatives and friends is real, and the rest is unnecessary sentimentality.
It is to ignore the greed of having everything in the present moment.
Although the moonlight was cold, it really illuminated me.
"You can cast out demons through fasting and prayer, you fast for the flesh, you pray for the soul, but I never feel alone, and people of faith don't go alone." - "The Lament of Chernobyl"
Everything has cracks, and that's where the light comes in.
—Leonard Cohen's "Ode"
Cold loneliness ends up old and lives for a long time.
Lonely people have their own quagmire.
——Zhang Ailing, "When I Was Young"
If you can't provide a home for your loved one
The universe has no meaning.
—Stephen Hawking
Sincerity and persistence will eventually lead us to where we should go.
Later I learned that she wasn't my flower, I just happened to pass by her bloom.
Where the roses stopped, the fragrance advanced.
Since her dream is the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, the ethereal universe, then I am reluctant to let her experience alone.
Hopefully, we can have the surprise of another village, and we are not afraid of the pain of hitting the south wall.
The cicadas that summer were louder than in any other year, and the branches outside the classroom grew wildly, but they could not stop the blazing sun.
When you cry about missing the sun, you have to miss the stars again.
- Tagore's The Birds
I still believe that the stars will speak, the stones will blossom, and after passing through the wooden fences in the summer and the wind and snow in the winter, you will finally arrive!
——Rao Xueman, "Left Ear"