Safaa Sabeur

“漫长的劳动使阿克哈拉的土地渐渐睁开了眼睛。它看到了我们，认清我们的模样，从此才真正接受了我们。”
― Li Juan, 我的阿勒泰

“After Mum finished her seventh day of work, she returned home, and, like some strange magician, pulled out from the breast of her coat a beautiful bunch of wildflowers.

Where had she got them? I wondered. I remember I cupped the wild bouquet in my hands and marched outside, scanning the landscape in all directions for any sign of where they might've come from. Wide-open emptiness stretched out before me. Dry and unwelcoming. And yet... in my palm I held moist, healthy, vigorous life. How? The answer was not forthcoming, so I returned inside, found an empty bottle of spring water, filled it once more and placed the flowers in it. They were the only source of colour in our tattered, underground home. Three days later and still the flowers endured. Their life hung on.”
― Li Juan, Distant Sunflower Fields

“I continue reading, remembering why I used to love books. Because they show us, in so many words, and so many worlds, that we are not alone.”
― Gayle Forman, We Are Inevitable

“天堂并不遥远，天堂就在你我指尖。”
― 毕淑敏, 蓝色天堂