Humans are really firm when they should make changes, for the kernel has been there, and it is amorphous in different scenes which when varying, contrarily proves the firmness of the kernel.

To find a willow bud, a wild flower, or a moment of peace in the city of feasting and revelry, one will be sincerely happy. In the uninhabited wilderness, to find a tiny light, a wisp of chimney smoke, or a travelled trace, one will be sincerely happy as well. We need both nature and civilization, of which neither can be excluded. 

Be aware that truth is not easily grasped, nor is it able to be revealingly told. Truth is hiding outside of the human languages, so one could only tell the metaphor. 

The innocent may be simple- minded; only the sophisticated are foolish.

I love to lie on the grass at night watching stars, but I do not intend to be a star myself.

The maxim I favor: What humans possess are also those of mine—including weakness.

Life flows peacefully, with no sound, no waves and even no visible ripples, just as peaceful as it is. How I hate the flat bed of the river, which absorbs any feelings. Suddenly there are obstacles, so the rocks sharply rise, the heavy gales blow, and the billows are set off. Am I alive? Yes, this is when I feel alive. 

In this world, a person will be weak if he values affection, and have regrets in pursuit of perfection. Maybe we can persist by embracing this weakness of our own; accept this regret of life, and we can be calm.