悲观者只看到刺的危险。

原文英文

If reading is the foundation of life and the grooming of one's feathers, then practice is the construction of life's hall and the tempering of one's wings. Does life truly stand tall and soar through the heavens only after undergoing practice? The world is like a rose: A pessimist sees only the danger of its thorns, while an optimist enjoys its sweet fragrance. Life is also like fine food; we spend a small portion of time eating and most of our time digesting. Solitude, then, is the digestion of the world.

To give up is to be a slave to fate, while to strive relentlessly is to be an angel of life. I do not wish to water my soul with the sweat of others; I only wish to warm my body with the kindness of others. I want to live with integrity and act with honor; I will remember what needs to be remembered and let go of what must be forgotten.

This is the difference between a flower and a stone: a flower may be plucked away, but a stone remains where it is.

Loving you was real, and no longer loving you is also real. How does love fade? Even with a thousand reasons, they are merely excuses and no longer matter. If you pass by, do not miss the moment; if you love or hate, do not dwell on the past; if you suffer or regret, always start anew. A day feels like a year as time flies, and we only have this one life to live.

Remain detached in self-conduct, amiable in social relations, tranquil in stillness, decisive in affairs, indifferent in success, and composed in failure.