How I wish,there is a door. In morning,the sun shine on the grass,we stand,leaning our own door. The door is very low,but the sun is bright,the grass is producing its breeds,the wind is swaying its leaves,we stand,don't speak,it is very beautiful. BY Gu Cheng展开全文
The goal can't achieve is my goal,circuitous road is I want to go,while every rest,always bring new yearning. After walk more circuitous road,countless dreams become true,I just feel disappointed,understand significance in it. BY Hermann Hesse展开全文
People are living in cheating,exploitive,harmful,confined hell. Each time,this species always waste some of his development possibilities.The harm of the wasting is enormous. This is why I don't hurt my host anymore,there are too much damage in this world. BY David Mitchell展开全文
