你我之间有多远？不过是一次理解的距离。

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How far we can go depends not on our feet, but on our ambition; the great swan aims for the vast sky, while the sparrow settles for the eaves. How high we can climb depends not on our bodies, but on our willpower; the strong grow bolder in adversity, while the weak are wounded by defeat. What we can achieve depends not on our hands, but on our wisdom; hard work tempers character, and thought creates the future. How far we can see depends not on our eyes, but on our breadth of mind; if you can embrace the world, the world will embrace you.

Human connections are like a rain shower: once it falls, it dries. Friendship is like a layer of clouds: once they gather, they disperse. Melancholy is like a pot of wine: once you are drunk, you wake up. Loneliness is like a star: once it flashes, it goes out. Solitude is like the moon: once it rises, it sets. Death is like a dream: once you are tired, you sleep. How far is it from life to death? Just a breath. How far is it from confusion to enlightenment? Just a single thought. How far is it from love to hate? Just the whims of fate. How far is it from antiquity to the present? Just a conversation. How far is it from you to me? Just the act of understanding.

Every time the sun sets, I sit on the old pier by the river, gazing at the vast sky above New Jersey, feeling as though there are untamed lands out there, with all roads and all people moving incredibly toward the West Coast. Only now do I realize why the young men in Iowa are always so restless and boisterous—it is that land that keeps them from being at peace.