Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.
我们的生活经验,固定在格言中,僵化成冰冷的警句。当我们写的时候,我们的心的血变成了暗淡的墨水。
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