The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

  • -- Arthur Golden 亚瑟·高登

心慢慢地死去,像落叶一样脱落着每一个希望,直到有一天化为乌有。没有希望。什么仍然存在。

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We must be willing to see things as they are, rather than as we hope, wish, or expect them to be.

我们必须愿意看到事物的本来面目,而不是我们所希望、希望或期望的样子。

You being in my arms, heart by heart feels like our love would never end.

你在我的怀里,我的心,我们的爱永远不会结束。

Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps the singing bird will come.

心中有一棵绿树,也许歌唱的鸟儿会来。

When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is.

当我死后,我希望去天堂,不管那是什么地狱。