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Wish Time Could Stand StillI am staying here, with those alive and past; with those involved in life yet out of control; with those being pondered and executed; with those being obtained yet lost. |
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The Vampire Diaries Stefan Salvatore is portrayed to be very handsome and will do anything for Elena. He loves her dearly and doesn't want her to get hurt so he does everything he can to protect Elena, even if it means killing his own brother. Stefan goes through a lot of terrible events and even though he might suffer he never gives up on trying to live a normal life with his beloved Elena. 收获的季节秋天浸满了离树枯叶的黄与离夏不设防的寒。带着耳机，唯一的有形财产、漫步于悲寂败叶之上；鞋与叶的摩擦声，风声与呼啸而过的汽车声只能将这一季节定性为寂寞的季节。 镜子里的自己可能不再像是自己，镜子向说了谎；不同的人却还是不同的人：思想、理想甚至于妄想和幻想也不见得有什么例外。不过或许这寂寞的季节也不见得只有冷清，他也可以像是一杯咖啡，凉了之后，别有一番滋味。 五天前的手术还没拆线就跑了回来；不是为了不想继续打针，不是不想寂寞，不是贪婪团聚，祭奠这空虚着的季节。面对现实的生活无法乐观，平凡面前也无法悲观，静待蜕变的冬。 Three Days从《绝顶》，可以知道凭借双腿交替地走着，就是多么的幸福。
从《折磨》，可以知道纵然自由顺畅的呼吸，就是多么的幸福。
从旅行，可以知道不用再睁开眼睛去识万象，就是多么的幸福。
从哲学，可以知道面对生活而后更好地生活，就是多么的幸福。
女人可以佯作柔弱，男人可以顺势壮硕，是和谐吗，还是不是。
可以任赤裸的身体在街道上闲逛，脱壳的灵魂在空虚中游荡呢。
From THE ACME, to know walking on the alternative steps, is the so much happier.
From TORMENTED, breathing freely and smoothly, yet is the so much the same.
From traveling, needless to open the eyes for all social phenomena on earth.
From philosophy, how to face life so as to live much better, at large.
Women could pretend to be limp, and men robust reasonably, harmony, or not.
Naked , body could be wandering on the street, but dejacketed while soul roaming in vanity? Trinity Days become nearer and nearer, winter, National Day, holidays or self-sufficiency. Temperament becomes softer and softer, ageing, finalization, deposition or actuality-acceptance. Life becomes more and more serene, smile, tolerance, skin or inner beauty. When Parents Become KidsWhen tears seem to slide from her face for grievance. When trains of his thought could never be relocated. I realize they've already been becoming old, as old as kids. Then comes the end of my adolescence. This morning, she first told me that she had no inclination to live any longer. This morning, she first bursted into outrage after the consciousness regained. She cried, and he knew nothing about it at all. I should have talked with him or eased her. I only support his training for recovery with hand and vigor. I only encourage her confidence to stay beautiful with cosmetics and sympathy. BeWhere to stay, what to enjoy, to taste culture and sentiment are still who alongside. Alternatives-DearWhether we have choices is ambiguous to verdict. Whether we are competent to make any decisions still depends. In this sprouting time. What I harvested is not only an unconditioned offer from Macquarie. But an opportunity to know who Dad is: Who is just as a giant, walking me on the children's playground, holding my hand. Who is just as a host, sitting me on the police car imprisoning me, keeping a straight face. Who is just as a houseman, riding me on his bike, taking me to IELTS. Who is Dad, perhaps never possessing the strength to open eyes, lying in bed. I am still waiting here, with my dad left and mom right, reuniting in the sickroom. Future, please come to see me, and get me back. Prison Break It's just come to the end. There are high technology, there are belles, there are luxurious casinos while prisons. Yet perhaps the most impressive is not those above but the last scene with the title on the gravestone: Husband, Father, Brother, Uncle, Friend Be the change you want to see in the world 如想象一样 As Was Expected Far as the eye extends, all are becoming golden from bice in the prostemmatic cornfield. Antiquated autos as their exhausts coming and going turned out to be illegible or just negligible around this natural country in the sky. It is P.M. now, with the blazing sun burning yet me a little bit cool for the spring breeze or summer. Hair, face and skin are pretty debonair, so is the sneakers and suit's comfort. Freeways like this could be strolled for ages and ages, and for sure fond of this feeling of being pushed by wind from back forward. Perhaps the only defect what's to be needed is a piece of soul, entering the imminent zoetic body. 遥至双眸再无延伸之处，麦田地里的一切都正在经由绿色变成黄。过往的破车在这天下的自然乡郊像他们的尾气一样显得微乎其微。现在是下午，骄阳夭夭，却还是被春风，也或者是夏风吹得发凉。头发，脸和皮肤都很清爽，衣服和鞋也很舒服。这样的路可以被走很久很久，也很喜欢风从背后推过前方的感觉。唯一稀缺的可能只是一柱灵魂，进驻即将温暖的身体。 512When lives ceased abruptly, their soul should be sustained by us alive. Mom, I love you.When I was really really young, Mom led an undisturbed life with me and Dad in a bungalow located in which we called 724. Every time I wore my monthly-new backpack subsidized by my lucky money from Grandpa, I stepped out of the damp doorsill wetted by a vat nearside for pickled cabbages; I rambled to the corner and had a peep at the bungalow. Mom was right standing there. I will never remember the details since my undiagnosed amnesia, but one sure thing I realize clearly is there is a smile on her face, no sound, no wave. It's just beautiful and satisfied. 我很小很小的时候，我们一家都住在724的一个小平房里。每次我背着爷爷的压岁钱买来了书包，每次我迈出被酸菜缸染得潮湿的瓷缸；每次我溜达到路口，偷偷地回头瞅我的家。妈妈就站在那儿。可能是得了健忘症，细节真的是一点也记不起来了。但有一点我很清楚，她的脸上有笑容，没有声音，没有招手。只是一种美与满足。 Painted Skin If we all need faces painted, could we have hearts unveiled for each other? I love you no matter if you are a human or a monster. I love you forever. Susan And PaulNo dating, doesn't mean we cannot be a good person. Write You In My StoryHello, now, my dream comes true. To Do ListGo to America, Australia, Japan, France, Italy, Britain, Rome and New Zealand.  Have a bookshelf with really a lot of books. Lose weight to 110. To be a translator, interpreter, tour guide. Keep a dog (Labrador retriever), a cat and a lot of fishes. Speak English and Japanese as native speakers. Have my own house but with neighbors. Help the others as much as possible. Show true colors of myself. To be continued 阿桑 Travel aloneSilent as usual Death as beauty of autumn leaves Besides memorizing WhenWhen I escape, I chase up.
If I can’t, I freeze. When I choose, I am chosen meanwhile. If I can’t, I end. When I can forget during this life, I miss all my time. If I can’t, I even refuse to hate or love forever. When I am alone, I will be just alone. If I can’t, I start. A TV ShowThere are wedding rings, there are couples and there are sweet homes. This is why I like watching that TV show-Exchanging Room. Contestants are eager for love, each other and finally a home together. There are nice furniture, there are cozy decorations and there is a beautiful hostess. And all them are working together for two rooms guided by two designers following the most exciting and touching part. The time they check each others' rooms, the time their astonishing expressions turn up and the time they show their presents to their loves. I think this is soul of this TV show. Sing A Song有时候重读一本书或者听一首老歌会心烦意乱心乱如麻或者是心潮澎湃不是因为歌词本身的含义或者是节奏本身的凄喜而是当读书听歌时所发生的故事。 SometimeSometimes I love you, sometimes I hate you Sometimes I need you, sometimes I desert you Sometimes I satisfy you, sometimes disappoint you Sometimes I can feel you, sometimes I feel I lost you Sometimes I remember you, sometimes I forget you Sometimes I cannot help thinking of you, sometimes I cannot find the ability of missing you Sometimes I make you happy, sometimes you make me gregarious Sometimes you comfort me, sometimes you depress me Sometimes I am facetious, sometimes I am precarious Sometimes you are like a star, sometimes I am just an evil... My Life Without Me早上醒来已经八点，送走了客人后，抓起了该带的东西去了姥姥家。也许是人气的原因，那儿很暖和。这也让我萌生出在自己家里收拾出一个写房的冲动。姥姥家没有咖啡，我吃了几颗老姨在市场买的草莓，读着已经过期一周的报纸。报纸突然变得很简单，也不知道是认识的词多了还是底气足了，但这都不值一提。草莓到勾起了我不少的回忆：同一屋檐下面对同一个人，吃着同样的东西，只不过没能是她亲手从后院摘下草莓后放在瓷碗里跑过来喂我。
除了同知己，我不喜欢说话。在朋友面前我可以是个疯子，在其他人面前我也可以是个傻子。我很享受这种状态，因为我很自在。下午弟弟上学后，我躺在沙发上睡着了，期间我梦到了普希金的一首诗，触景生情：都说人活着是需要目标的，而除了短期目标，还需要一个远期目标，这个目标不可以很容易实现，也不可以没可能实现，至少理论上是不可以没可能实现的。而我的这个长期目标就是像个傻子一样，在那沙滩上漫无心迹地行走、与牵着猫和狗的邻居们聊天、光着脚坐在防洪堤坝上看着对面的水塔和房子、闭着眼睛笑着想：我终于到了你生活过的地方。
Я вас любил
А.С. Пушкин Я вас любил: любовь еще, быть может, В душе моей угасла не совсем; Но пусть она вас больше не тревожит; Я не хочу печалить вас ничем. Я вас любил безмолвно, безнадежно, То робостью, то ревностью томим; Я вас любил так искренно, так нежно, Как дай вам бог любимой быть другим I Loved You
Pushkin
I loved you; and perhaps I love you still,
The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet It burns so quietly within my soul, No longer should you feel distressed by it. Silently and hopelessly I loved you, At times too jealous and at times too shy. God grant you find another who will love you As tenderly and truthfully as I. 我曾经爱过你
普希金
我曾经爱过你；爱情，也许； 在我的心灵里还没有完全消失； 但愿他不会再去打扰你； 我也不想再是你难过悲伤； 我曾经默默无语地，毫无指望地爱过你； 我既忍着羞怯，有忍着嫉妒的折磨； 我曾经那样真诚，那样温柔的爱过你； 但愿上帝保佑你，另一个人也会像我一样爱你 寻找冬天里的夏天真实的过去了还会继续真实吗 虚掩的继续着还会变成现实吗
Will vivid stories still be remembered vividly after being passed through Can distinct illusions still turn into reality distinctly after being alienated The Curious Case of Benjamin ButtonShe always wears fine clothes as she was going out, but she never did; no one's ever come to visit her either. We were meant to lose people. How else would we know how important they are? There is always being something that will never be forgotten.  Some people were born to sit by a river Some is struck by light Some have a yearn for music Some are artists Some swim Some know buttons Some know Shakespeare Some are mothers And some people…dance Snowflake很久没有吸吮堕落的花朵
很久没有放荡圈养的游魂 孤独像是寂寞盛开的欲望
寂寞只是孤独绽放的青春 挣扎算是慰藉远去的希望
停歇会是泯灭渺茫的思熏 No sucking depraving flowers
No liberating breeding wandering souls For a long long time Solitude is like a booming lust of loneliness
Loneliness is just a booming youth of solitude Struggle is so called relief for hope going far away Cease shall be vanished by vague memories |
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