I have a soft spot for eternal life

Don't read, don't read, even if I die, don't read.

"Okay," he said, "I'll call it Mo Nian. Let's call him Kangkang."

How good it is to be healthy.

It's a pity that we promised each other's wishful thinking.

It is impossible for him not to read, and it is impossible for me to recover my health.