I read Egyptian writer Tawfiq al-Hakim's The Birth of Thought (whose name translated from Chinese version) in middle school. From then on, I realised the importance of writing down my thoughts at any time. Even if I am having "strange" ideas every second, I will not let them pass easily. Thoughts and ideas are precious, they are not only mine, but also belong to human history. 

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The picture on the left was photographed by me in the university. The darkness was vast, with only a few lights seeming to be swallowed up by the night. But I was unafraid, because I knew that a few small lamps, together with moonlight and starlight, were enough to illuminate the road ahead. This is just like thinking. When little thoughts come together, they will illuminate the way forward for mankind.

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