Life is too ironic to fully understand. It takes sadness to know what happiness is, noise to appreciate silence and absence to value presence. 人生总是充满讽刺,让人费解。总要伤了心,才明白什么是快乐;总要喧哗后,才懂得宁静难得;总要有些人不在了,才发现TA在身边有多珍贵。
We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.我们都有自己的时间机器。有一些会带着我们回去,它们叫做记忆;有一些会带着我们往前,它们叫做梦想。