They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
那些把燈背在背上的人,把他們的影子投到了自己前面。
That I exist is ?a perpetual surprise which is life.
我的存在,對我是一個永久的神奇,這就是生活。
We, the rustling leaves, have a voice that answers the storms,but who are you so silent?"I am a mere flower.
“我們蕭蕭的樹葉都有聲響回答那風和雨。你是誰呢,那樣的沉默著?”“我不過是一朵花。”
Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
休息與工作的關系,正如眼瞼與眼睛的關系。
Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.
人是一個初生的孩子,他的力量,就是生長的力量。