真正的死亡是世界上再没有一个人记得你。
The real death is that no one in the world remembers you.

可以不需要原谅，但不应该被遗忘
You cannot be forgiven, but it should not be forgotten.

在爱的记忆消失以前，请记住我
Remember me before the memory of love disappears.

That day I was twenty-one years old, in the golden age of my life. I have many hopes. I want to love, want to eat, also want to be in an instant into the sky half dark clouds. Later, I learned that life is a slow process by the hammer, people get older day by day, expect to disappear day by day, finally become like the hammer of the cow. But I didn't see that coming on my 21st birthday. I feel like I'm going to go on forever and nothing's going to hit me.

1. The torrent of pouring the pure milk into metallic container is smooth and reminds me of the snap when I break the egg on the edge of the bowl, if it goes to the bottom like this, I would be gratified.
2. Forget enzyme? Find, add and whisk!
3. The lid of yogurt machine disappears right on cue!!!
If 2 and 3 can be switched, it also is accepted, oh, I mean edible[带着微博去旅行]