They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
那些把灯背在背上的人,把他们的影子投到了自己前面。
That I exist is ?a perpetual surprise which is life.
我的存在,对我是一个永久的神奇,这就是生活。
We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms,but who are you so silent?"I am a mere flower.
“我们萧萧的树叶都有声响回答那风和雨。你是谁呢,那样的沉默着?”“我不过是一朵花。”
Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
休息与工作的关系,正如眼睑与眼睛的关系。
Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.
人是一个初生的孩子,他的力量,就是生长的力量。