飞吧，向着自由奔去

“Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.

And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall

there with a sign.”

“There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their

whisper of joy in my mind.”

“Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.”

“That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.”

“Moon, for what do you wait?

To salute the sun for whom I must make way.”

“The bird wishes it were a cloud.

The cloud wishes it were a bird.”

“Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.”