"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."
--Crowfoot's last words (1890), Blackfoot warrior and orator.
从一篇论文作者的主页上看到这句话，觉得非常美妙。在网上搜了一下，发现它是句美洲原著印第安人Blackfoot族的谚语。
于忙乱嘈杂的生活中，读一读这样的语句，有一丝冬的宁静。
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