Saturday, October 30, 2010

是自卑感在作祟

因为不再一样所以哭了,
因为强烈的自卑感所以哭了,
因为遥远的距离所以哭了...

女孩努力让泪流在心底,
因为这样才能展开笑容面对男孩...

女孩努力的想变得和男孩一样,
而男孩呢?他懂吗?

女孩真正最好的朋友、唯一的朋友是他,
而他有很多很多朋友,数不完的朋友。

女孩并没有多说,
因为她知道,
她累了。

曾经女孩认为不能没有男孩,
但现在的她,
学会了面对,
学会了生活,
学会了活下去。

不知道那男孩懂不懂,
女孩正努力的学着没有他以后的生活...

他和她的世界不同,
他的生活比女孩的精彩,
而女孩只能一个人,
平平凡凡的过...

Saturday, October 23, 2010

夫妻脸

世界上有多少相像的臉龐 ,
又有多少看似巧合的緣分天空?

有一種相似超越血緣,
因為相愛所以相守,
因為相守所以相像...

有一種默契超越時空,
因為有緣所以相見,
因為有情所以相似...

Thursday, October 21, 2010

一个这样的时刻

相信每个人都会有这样的一个时刻,
一个人享受着音乐,
听着歌词,
发觉与你的心情相似,
然后爱上它。

相信每个人都会有这样的一个时刻,
一个人看着书,
被书里的故事带进另一个世界,
用心去思想故事情节,
然后得到不一样的体会与启示。

相信每个人都会有这样的一个时刻,
一个人看着电影,
幻想着自己是故事里的男女主角,
用心去感受每一个悸动,
然后告诉自己那只是一部戏。

相信每个人都会有这样的一个时刻,
想要享受一个人的生活,
一个人做自己喜欢的事,
拥有一个人的自由,
然后发现原来一个人也可以过得很好。

相信每个人都会有这样的一个时刻,
一个人听歌,
一个人看电影,
一个人静静的看书,
一个人做自己爱做的事,
体会过一个人的生活,
然后开始寻找另一个人的陪伴,
拥有不一样的体会。

生活中的每个时刻,
无论是快乐、悲伤、欢笑、流泪,
无论是一个人或是两个人,
甚至是一群人,
只要你学回去体会人生,
你就会珍惜每个你拥有的时刻...

Sunday, October 17, 2010

又一个随笔...

许久之后,又再一次的去细细地阅读了朋友们的博客。
很感谢,你们的博客给了我许多不同的体会,
感动、沉思、微笑、怀念...

我们都没有时光机,
回不了过去,
但人却总爱回忆过去...

如果给你选择失忆或失明,
你会选择哪样呢?
我选择失忆。

失忆,
忘记过去的一切,
包括所有的快乐与不快乐,
然后为自己创下不一样的今天,
天天都是精彩的,
天天都是值得期待的...

如果失明了,
该怎么过你的每一天呢?
总不能永远活在回忆里吧?
那样,
你会浪费了多少个今天与明天?
而后又在接下来的每一天忏悔今天所浪费的,
值得吗?

所以宁可失忆,也不要做个失明人,
忘记背后,努力面前的!

昨日的成败都已过去,
今日的历史待你去创!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

感性的说~

在还能矫情的时候,我想认认真真的写一篇文字给你...

偶尔,我安安静静的思虑过我与你之间那道无法跨越的鸿沟是否会在历尽沧桑后,依旧存在?

在那些想抓也抓不住的过往里,我曾费劲心思的把关于你的一切抛之、弃之,但过后,却也绞尽脑汁的再去寻回...

我也曾在某一个慵懒的午后想过,若他日有幸能伴于你左右,看尽世间的天长地久,数尽都市的细水长流,游刃有余地度过余生,我会是怎样的幸福快乐...

我也曾在漫长的暗夜里想,若是他日我有幸做你的妻,我定要日日为你褒好喝的汤,做可口的饭菜,为你卸下奔波劳碌的疲惫,与你在饭桌上畅谈今天的新鲜事...

我也曾在人来人往的路上想,在人潮汹涌的街头,我们手牵着手,不去管他人的眼光,安安心心的一起逛街,做想做的事...

我也曾站在游乐园的门口想,若有机会,他日一定要你陪着我游遍世间的每一个游乐园,一起尖叫、呐喊、快乐、疲惫...

我也曾漫步在海边看着夕阳想,若有幸与你一起到白发苍苍之时,我们定要手牵着手,畅谈过往回忆,年少轻狂,然后一起细数着皱纹,轻叹岁月无情...

我曾经在你的身后细数过你的落寞,
我曾经在有关你的一些小事上红过眼眶,
我曾经在你左右细细地看着你脸上的每个表情,把它们深深的烙在脑海里,
我也曾努力的想把一切的情绪与你分享...

亲爱的,你可知...

ps:时时感恩,凡事感恩,因为人生的每一步,主必引领,也必看顾!所以请相信,世间没有残酷,因为一切都有主的旨意...

Saturday, October 2, 2010

My version of the story...


Hannah glanced anxiously at her watch. It was 11.54pm and the night train for Bangalore was leaving in 6 minutes. She peered along the dimly-lit platform, searching for a familiar figure in faded jeans, carrying a well-worn rucksack. But the station was deserted, apart from a tired-looking porter shuffling around aimlessly and smoking a cigarette. She thought back to their conversation earlier that day, perhaps he’d been serious after all? They’d argued many times during their 3-month trip and he’d often gone off on his own to ‘cool off’. But then he’d always turn up later and they’d sort out their differences. Hannah fingered her ticket nervously. She didn’t want to leave without Peter...

She decided to try it again, fingers tapping on the phone, the numbers that she remembered so well.

No answer. Teardrops roll down her cheeks. She had a lot to tell, a lot to say, but she can’t. His phone is off.

Train is leaving. Walking slowly towards it, she turned around searching for the familiar figure a few times, but it doesn’t appear.

Sitting in her seat, the seat beside her, empty. She started to weep. Is this the end? Am I going to walk this journey alone? Where is he now? Does he miss me? lots and lots of question in her mind, haunting the fragile girl. She stared at the platform, hoping hard that he could make it.

“Toot...Toot.....” the train leaves the platform. Peter is nowhere to be seen.

She shook her head in disbelief, he left her alone...

A hand gently touches her face, wiping away her tears, holding her in the arms and a voice telling her: “ Silly girl, don’t cry, I’m here with you, I promised that I won’t leave you and I won’t!”

She raised her head and look into his eyes. Speechless.

He smiled, “ Dear, I’m sorry.” and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

With tears in her eyes, she smiled. In his arms, she is now. She felt relieved.

“Girl, I love you. I know we may had a lot of arguments, but I want you to know, no matter what happens, I’ll still be by your side, I’ll take care of you and I won’t let you to be alone again. Will you marry me?” Taking out a shiny diamond ring, he proposed.

Shedding tears of joy, she nodded.

ps : There is always true love in this world, whether you believe or not, it is always somewhere near by you...

Even true life story can end with a happily ever after....