一切都没有自我价值。而且，他没有任何bastard的价值。这也不是不远的。目前发出呼吸的一百万人。与此同时，孩子的声音在为失去他而哭泣。
(It is not far from that everything has self -value..and it is also not far that he does not have the value of the bastard..The one million people who pronounce their breath at this moment .. At the same time, the voice of a child is crying over the loss of him .. or the voice of a lover that transmits the night and the universe is troubled His heart ... laugh or cry ??)