The moonlight shone on the road like it was sprinkled with salt. - Yu Hua.
When a person dies, it's like water disappearing into the water. - Borges.
What is poverty?Graves that move across the earth. - Adonis.
It is said that the ceiling is a book that the sick department cannot read. - Jia Pingwa.
You say you're lonely, like a long time ago, when Mars shone on thirteen state capitals. - Haizi.
The viciousness of a faithful and honest man is like the grit in a meal or the unpurified thorns in a fillet of fish out of the bones. - Qian Zhongshu.
It was as if we were at the bottom of a pond. From one moon to another. - Wang Xiaobo.
The life of ordinary people, no matter how good it is, is also a "peach blossom fan", which broke his head and splashed blood on the fan. Just add a little dye on top of it to become a peach blossom. - Zhang Ailing.
My heart was soothed with warmth, like looking out of the window of a train in the boundless wilderness at night at the tiny lights of a farmhouse in the distance. - Haruki Murakami.
What is regret like?Like a small mole on the body, only you know the location and the process of emergence. - Jian Yan.
It was the first time I liked a person of the opposite sex, like a closed valley suddenly opening up, and the wind blowing in endlessly. — Ah Yi.
When his heart is broken, he thought, it is like a wood cracking, completely cracking from top to bottom along the lines. The same is true of the heart, as long as it finds the lines, a slight twist, a gesture, a word, it can be destroyed. – Julian Barnes.
I want to do to you, what I do in the cherry tree in the spring. - Neruda.
The sky was full of stars, like a heavy rain that had been frozen. - Wang Xiaobo.
Pianpian, you come, like a small order from a love allusion you come, from Jiang Baishi's words, rhyme, you come. - In the afterglow.
The heart is a house with two bedrooms, one inhabited by pain, the other inhabited by joy, and one cannot laugh too loudly. Otherwise the laughter will wake up the pain in the next room. - Kafka.
But when he heard the words "both men and women", somehow his heart moved, and the mood was like a hot summer night, and a breeze hit his cuffs. - Natsume Soseki.
When I look back on my youthful days, they are like pale and recurring fragments, all of which have flown away like the wind and snow of waste toilet paper that train passengers see in the early morning and hover behind the back of the lookout car. - Nabokov.
Tell me what love is"It's just that the bones are full of bubbles. "You fool, even bubbles will dissipate. "They keep popping up. —Alai.
There's a sense of comfort here, like finding a depression in the corner of a wall that matches your body shape. - Haruki Murakami.
Acacia is a mosquito that does not make a sound. I took a bite secretly, and it hurt suddenly, and then there was a strange itch.
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