Because Hawking's face is still covered with a quiet smile, he taps the keyboard with his fingers that can still move, so with the standard London accent issued by the synthesizer, the following words are slowly but conspicuously displayed on the huge projection screen: my fingers can still move, my brain can still think, I have the ideals I have pursued all my life, and I love my relatives and friends; By the way, I still have a grateful heart. ...
Be grateful with your heart, cherish your wishful thinking in life with joy, and finally resolve and transcend suffering with that openness and persistence.
You have to think of yourself.