Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
Every dark cloud has a silver lining.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Reading breaks thousands of volumes, and writing is like a god.
The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly.
Live and be a man among men; Die and become the soul in the soul.