Even a foot of wood must have joints, and an inch of jade must have flaws.
Life is like a deep, dreamless sleep. Before closing our eyes, the radiant flowers of youth are in full bloom; upon opening them again, these beautiful flowers have already withered and fallen. It seems as if only a moment has passed, yet when we look back, the glorious years have drifted far away, happiness and joy have vanished without a trace, erasing their brilliant footprints. Thus, the notes that once intoxicated the soul come to an abrupt halt, and a song of self-pitying sorrow fills the spiritual wasteland of decadence and loneliness.
As people grow older and more mature, having gone through many experiences, they become more vulnerable and sensitive. Often, when unhappy, they do not share their feelings with family or friends, turning all joys and sorrows, partings and reunions into a faint melancholy at their fingertips, blooming unpleasantly in every season.
If you want to attain something, do not merely hope for it; if you want results, do not wait to set out; if you want perfection, do not merely patch things up. Life is short and cannot afford to wait.
What is a myth? When a man expresses his love and pours out his heart to you. What is a legend? When a man makes promises and vows to you. What is a dream? Being immersed in the sweetness of love and unable to pull oneself out. What is self-deception? When the outcome is obvious, yet one still refuses to believe it, hypnotizing oneself!
Most people cannot be heroes, so they can only fantasize about it in the cinema.
Do not exhaust all possibilities in any matter. If you exhaust everything, your affinity and fate will inevitably run out early.