望着镜子里那双充满血丝的双眼，顿时恍然大悟。原来，一个人的转变居然会如此的巨大；原来，在看到一切的成果之后，所有的辛苦都不算什么；原来，付出的美好是如此的动人。

道德，是人类最珍贵的品质；

灵魂，是人生最真实的保障；

面对事务，要犹如游子回家的欢喜；

面对事务，要犹如囚犯释放的自由；

面对事务，要犹如落叶归根的自然；

面对事务，要犹如空山云月的宁静。

 

突然的。在那一瞬间。

觉得自己好幸福。。

倾听着从电话那端传来的声音，原来，这就是幸福，原来，幸福就是如此的简单。

 

我，

爱你们。。

Ready?

It's the time for me to show up.

SERIOUSLY!!!!!!

I promise that u will see..

SERIOUSLY!!! (Except u r not in New York..HAha)

That's kind of the weirdest thing that I've  ever met. What else? Every time when I sit down beside the window, I usually kind of like feel that  something are always missing in my heart. How can I describe them? I really don't know, cuz if I really do, I bet that an awkward description will be carried out immediately.

 

Living alone in this city which probably is as known as the one of the  centers of the world, walking alone, eating alone and relaxing alone. All of these feelings had already brought me into a world which sometimes seems familiar or sometimes looks strange to me. What am I talking about?

 

I always read the diaries which have been wrote on many people's walls in their spaces, and then I frankly think it would be really easy and simple to write the self-feelings and to put them on the walls. As a recult, I tried to do this as many people did, but finally I realized that it's so hard for me to do this. I 'm not the person who is good at transforming the feelings to the words, seriously, maybe it's because that....ah..What else can I say about?

Every time my friends ask me why I always just talk about my studies, my scores, my dreams, and my familiies, the answer is..sorry guys, but what else can I say about? About myself??

What else can I say about? I'm really not the person who like that or something.

 

Guys, sorry.

 

Just few days after human disappear, floods in New York's subways would start eroding the city's foundations, and as the world's cities crumble, asphalt jungles would give way to real ones. Organic and chemically treated farms would revert to wild, billions more birds would flourish, cockroaches in unheated cities would perish without us.

 

Life as we knew it;

Life as the memory that we will never ever forget;

Life as the person that just has came and then left;

Life as the simplest way how we had learned to pray about it in our heart.

 

We are still alive, it's better than nothing, better than...

We are still alive, that's the only way that I can put all of my wishes into my memories and worship;

We are still alive, it's the reason I would say

I promise

我想，我想我要对某一个人负责了。或许是两个

我想，那将会是一生的责任。

无数的回首，无数的留恋。

沉淀下的，是无际的期许，还有。。。

 

为什么人类总是说要保护地球？如果地球被破坏了，地球会哭吗？

为什么人来总是说要保护环境？如果环境被污染了，环境会生气吗？

为什么人类总是说要守护大自然？难道大自然被伤害了，大自然会悲伤吗？

地球被破坏了，死的是人类。

环境被污染了，死的是人类。

大自然被伤害了，死的还是人类。

所以其实人类应该保护自己吧？ 

夜  即将来临

昼  似乎退却了

总以为夜的寂静能抚平心中的焦躁与不安

但  只有雨滴

雨  不停落下来

花  怎么都不开

音乐的诉说 在那一刻 才找到了自己真正存在的意义

夜空的寂寞 在那一瞬间 才打开了自己的心扉

夜  原来不可怕

昼  也从来不清晰

宇宙中的星星点点 包裹着 难以说出口的话语

天使 也许也不只是拥有那雪白的翅膀

黑色的翅膀 也许会更美

不知道从什么时候起，周围的事物都在以着惊人速度改变着。也许它们年复一年，日复一日的在寻找自己的归宿，而我，却从不曾发现。

每日的清晨，疾走在树木葱阴的马路上，当所有人都认为在这如此放松的空间里，搭配上清脆悦耳的鸟鸣是再合适不过的了。但此刻的我却一直担心着下一秒钟会不会又有一只鸽子出现。

在能挤死人的地铁里，虽然情景很像迪斯尼幻想2000里蓝色狂想曲的那一幕，但细心的你始终会发现谦让与文明的存在。

在Did you know(new york times)的网站中写道；“如果把拥有my space的人数加在一起，并且把这个数字变成人口总数的话，那my space将会成为全球第三人口大国。

我从来不会写文章，可能是因为语言表达能力太差。

我从来不会游泳，可能是因为身体协调能力太差。

我从来不爱喝牛奶，可能是因为遗传了外婆。

看完这以上三点，突然觉得自己很像一个残疾人，或许，每个人都有自己残疾的一面吧。。