我常将生比之于水流。这股水流从生命的源头流下来,永远在动荡,在创造它的道路,通过乱山碎石中间,以达到那惟一的生命之海。没有东西可以阻止它。在它的途中它还射出种种水花,这就是我们生活里的爱和恨,欢乐和痛苦,这些都跟着那水流不停地向大海流去。我们每个人从小到老,到死,都朝着一个方向走,这是生之目标,不管我们会不会走到,或者我们会在中途走入了迷径,看错了方向。 I often compare myself to water. This stream of water flows down from the source of life, is always in turmoil, and it is creating its path through the middle of the rubble in order to reach the only sea of ​​life. Nothing can stop it. On its way it also shoots a variety of splashes. This is the love and hatred, joy and pain in our lives, all of which follow the flow of water to the sea. Each of us from childhood to old age, to death, are walking in one direction, this is the goal of life, whether we will not come, or we will walk into the middle of the road and see the wrong direction.