Love is not kind or honest and does not contribute to happiness in any reliable way.
One is the happiest thing is that somebody loves you.When you are at my time， I absent-minded，When I come to you， when you have gone.We are always in a meeting to miss， losing a lot of.However， I want to say this is because we are still young.No， perhaps this is our life.From then on， I always looked back the road.
Art is the highest form of hope.
通往可持續(xù)性的道路充滿了挑戰(zhàn)和機遇。
大智慧的人廣博豁達，小聰明的人斤斤計較。
Make-up can only make you look pretty on the outside but it doesn’t help if you're ugly on the inside. Unless you eat the make-up.