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人的心,其实就如同生活在暗夜里的萤火虫,即使没有人注意到它,它也总要为自己留一盏灯,那小小的、微弱的光亮,就叫做“幻想”。
The human heart is actually like a firefly living in the darkness. Even if no one notices it, it always has to leave a lamp for itself. The tiny, feeble light is called “fantasy.”