I dream that my son will grow up to be a good person, a free person. I dream that someday you will return to revisit the land of our childhood. I dream that flowers will bloom in the streets again...and kites will fly in the skies!
我夢(mèng)到了我的兒子會(huì)成長(zhǎng)為一個(gè)好人，一個(gè)擁有自由意志的人；我夢(mèng)到了有一天，你會(huì)回到我們童年玩耍的這片土地，故地重游；我夢(mèng)到了鮮花再次在街道上盛開……天空滿是色彩斑斕的風(fēng)箏!
The power of a story lies in its ability to connect us to something larger than ourselves.
快樂不在于占有這個(gè)人?？鞓吩谟诖恕７块g里有了另一個(gè)競(jìng)爭(zhēng)者。
我不是時(shí)尚達(dá)人。我就是時(shí)尚。