The heart dies a slow death shedding each hope like leaves until one day, there is no hope and nothing remains.

The heart dies a slow death shedding each hope like leaves until one day, there is no hope and nothing remains.

心慢慢地死去，像叶子一样凋落着每一个希望，直到有一天，没有了希望，什么也没有留下。

-- Arthur Golden 亚瑟·高登