tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56867121894566036762012-02-16T00:01:23.558-08:00Sonata No.1Adagio, Violinlowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-27740628677630111712010-08-26T03:58:00.000-07:002010-08-26T05:02:53.039-07:00life生活真是很变态 变态的人才能生活<br />我 很努力变成变态<br />情绪媲美天灾 <br />还能摧毁什么 如果我 一无所有<br />大家，你们都好吗？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-2774062867763011171?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-45871708692047372982010-07-31T03:34:00.000-07:002010-07-31T14:53:32.942-07:00ArticunoCuriosity and faith are taking us. <br />The journey end and we came back silently, with the deep bruise.<br /><br />Sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. <br />Because how could the end be happy?<br />How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?<br />In the very end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. <br />Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. <br />And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer. <br />These were the stories that stayed with us since we were young. <br />That meant something, even if I were too unwise to understand why.But I think, I do understand. I know now. <br />In every stories, every game we played, we had lots of chances of turning back, but we didn't. <br />Together with characteristic, the dangerous love had turned, into hate without his knowledge, revenging robustly with reckless words; hurting others degradingly.<br />What are we holding on to? <br /><br />If I were Articuno I will freeze my heart and freeze your mouth. <br />If only if I were Articuno<br />I wish I am. I wish I am your Articuno.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-4587170869204737298?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-23600644802655628852010-06-09T03:23:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:02:01.426-07:00Constellation遥远的星光<br />不用翅翼 不需腾云驾雾 伸手就能抓住<br />多么宝贵的机会 为什么 不珍惜<br />不知道<br /><br />巨鲸座Mira<br />闪亮的红巨星 耀眼惹人厌<br />疾速飞行不回头 <br />332天为周期 由2等星变为10等星<br />快速的转变 是不是伪装引起注意 <br />我鄙视 紫蓝色尾巴紧紧跟着不出声<br />虽然美丽 却少了什么 <br /><br />相互环绕转动的星星 原来叫双星 原来星星也寂寞<br />互相依赖了多少 盲目相信感觉就是一切<br />双星相距很远 Mira B能不能与主星一样明亮<br />真想继续依赖 只是没有了依赖的理由<br />天狼星的祝福 还是赫拉奶头乳汁组成的银河<br />都是落寞人们 无助的依靠<br /><br />在这里 很安全 连宙斯也找不到 <br />这么隐秘 这么神秘 这么孤僻 却要别人理解<br />下次再见Mira 是13年后 还是13光年后 <br />不知道 后悔？不舍<br /><br />P/s: 看得懂的人不正常 @.@<br /> 想起<夜宴>‘最好的表演就是把自己的脸变成面具'<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-2360064480265562885?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-7054172043137410612010-05-17T10:22:00.000-07:002010-05-17T10:47:24.603-07:00远离远离我<br />因为我 丑陋得可怕<br />远离他<br />因为他 自私得可恶<br /><br />谢谢你的安慰<br />虽然 我看到的 是用言语掩饰的自私<br />谢谢病魔<br />因为 它揭露 连你自己也没发现的虚情假意<br />谢谢你的聊天<br />虽然 我讨厌 那种自以为是的口吻<br />谢谢 你的争论<br />因为你的道理我的废话 让我发现你的迷盲 然后努力用口才掩饰自己的无能与丑陋<br />谢谢你的帮忙<br />就算 真心帮助 你也在践踏我的骄傲<br /><br />其实我们一样可恨<br />我曾一度美丽 因为我曾相信<br />所以 我宁愿 丑陋<br /><br />输 不起<br />不是因为怕输<br />是因为我连输的筹码也没有<br /><br />P/s: 谁来救救我,其实我的成绩最可恨 :(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-705417204313741061?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-91826868908240244762010-04-01T05:02:00.000-07:002010-04-01T05:25:57.225-07:00brainless脑袋的旋律 心里的谱曲 乱了,是谁<br />旋没断 我还活<br /><br />理智地分析,理智的寂寞,我宁愿<br />感觉太危险,就像赌博,我 输不起<br />宁愿没有心 也不要有爱心<br /><br />不要把生活重点转移<br />喜欢现在的忙碌 我在学习 我在进步<br />喜欢鸟叫声 就像现在雨后傍晚六点<br />喜欢享受自己的成就 就算活在自己的世界<br />喜欢从房间窗口 偷窥路上的一切<br />所以 不要乱了 我的节奏<br /><br />应该在读书 可是很懒惰<br />应该有纪律 这个最头痛<br />应该勤劳点 借口永远一大堆<br />是我自己乱了自己的步伐?<br /><br />亲爱的课本 我的朋友 绝交吧?<br />没有朋友 所以 现在我 很无聊<br /><br />因为太无聊 所以问题多多<br />就连用完整的句子表达都有问题<br /><br />----------------The brain you are trying to connect now is unavailable, please try again later----------------<br /><br />Simple plan-perfect<br />Hey Dad look at me,Think back and talk to me<br />Did I grow up according To plan?Do you think I'm wasting My time<br />Doing things I wanna do?But it hurts when you Disapprove all along<br /><br />And now I try hard to make it,I just want to make you proud<br />I'm never gonna be good Enough for you<br />I can't pretend that I'm alright, And you can't change me<br />(I can't stand another fight And nothing's alright)<br /><br />Cuz we lost it all,Nothing lasts forever<br />I'm sorry, I can't be Perfect,Now it's just too late<br />And we can't go back, I'm sorry, I can't be Perfect<br /><br />I try not to think,About the pain I feel inside<br />Did you know you used to be My hero?<br />All the days You spent with me Now seem so far away<br />And it feels like you don't Care anymore<br /><br />Nothing's gonna change The things that you said<br />Nothing's gonna make this Right again<br />Please don't turn your back,I can't believe it's hard<br />Just to talk to you,But you don't understand<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-9182686890824024476?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-3503425568980644292010-01-14T05:30:00.000-08:002010-06-18T03:03:20.435-07:00turtle2009共五个月的假期 大家都问这些日子我在干嘛<br />我想 除了魔术方块最有意义外 <br />这些日子 我把时间放在自己身上 为自己活着。<br /><br />当我有这么长的假期<br />当我渐渐远离人群<br />当我只走在属于自己的道路上，<br />才发现，自己是那么的残缺不全。<br />我真的不知道 我的心 它去了哪里<br />它，是死了吗？还是消失了？<br />更有可能是，我把它弄丢了。<br /><br />所以我无法毫无防备的相信，<br />所以我无法全心全意地付出，<br />所以我无法真心真意地去爱，<br />所以我从来不懂为什么离别一定要伤心。<br />是这样吗？<br /><br />好恨自己<br />为什么需要那么长的时间， <br />才了解<br />为什么从来只会偷窥别人的人生，<br />却从来不回头看看自己的<br /><br />开学后，回到人群，我发现这才是考验的开始。<br />乌龟用一生的时间也学不会放下乌龟壳，<br />我还要用多少时间学会这一切？<br />我真的不知道。<br />也许这是人生的意义？<br /><br />不是很亲爱的部落格，<br />是不是很高兴这么短时间内又更新啊？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-350342556898064429?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-68634071146035472342009-12-09T17:08:00.000-08:002009-12-09T01:08:58.061-08:00candy lips<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413157344355203234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sx9l7K-WuKI/AAAAAAAABAU/DPYbvF3guaY/s320/candy_lips_by_dancingperfect.jpg" /> 饿了就吃<br />多方便<br /><br />第十九个生日<br />许个愿<br />我能许 永远十八吗？<br /><br />即将十九岁，二十就在眉毛旁边<br />我们是老女人吗？哈哈<br /><br />远方的你们，圣诞快乐！ :) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-6863407114603547234?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-11874709397902904232009-09-24T09:34:00.000-07:002009-09-25T20:57:26.243-07:00castle<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0VqV97A3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/wUaf5Pd9bJE/s1600-h/1208499998.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385484546600534898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0VqV97A3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/wUaf5Pd9bJE/s320/1208499998.jpg" /></a> 于是，最后，终于，<br />我们踏进了那座曾经耀眼又遥远的城堡<br />曾有的羡慕与崇拜不再了，因为不需要了。<br /><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0N_2GwRoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Xi_TNDCvRoo/s1600-h/1208500162.jpg"></a>灰姑娘是特地把玻璃鞋留下的，<br />白雪公主的天真无邪是邪恶最聪明的面具，<br />连我最喜欢的睡美人从来只是个一天需要24小时睡眠的懒女人。<br />所有的后母，是失败者；王子，是受骗者；皇上，是愚者。<br />然后才发现，一道墙隔着的，<br />是故事与真相的距离，外表与内在的差距。 </p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0PADF473I/AAAAAAAAAF0/cJvbaNAJi9c/s1600-h/1208400367.jpg"></a>骄傲的我们当然不会后悔，回头是禁不起考验。<br />勇往直前是信心的象征。<br />良知偶尔也会说话。<br />我不知道自己会是哪一个。</p><p>要如何取个平衡点，怎样为这一切做个完美的分析。<br />我知道，这没有答案。<br />我知道，不该回头。<br />所以，我必须继续走。<br />所以，对我，这必须有答案。</p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0RIs6a2aI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4Hzx2D2JPJs/s1600-h/1208500353.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385479570597796258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/Sr0RIs6a2aI/AAAAAAAAAGU/4Hzx2D2JPJs/s320/1208500353.jpg" /></a>谢谢松达的午餐，当然还有尚杰。<br />哈哈，会一直叫你们senior，也不介意自己是junior,这样觉得自己年轻点。:P<br />求求你们不要再说dc++是这里生活的重点了<br />我知道dc++太帅，也知道自己受不了诱惑。哈哈<br /><br />这里一点也不无聊，很空荡，却很满足。</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-1187470939790290423?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-78859824871883039302009-05-27T06:30:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:04:40.493-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-7885982487188303930?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-62897649070042843282009-04-02T11:18:00.000-07:002009-08-13T22:08:55.218-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/SdUDJ3AtR-I/AAAAAAAAADg/xKyr3ZnjO7w/s1600-h/12177729.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320162002728732642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/SdUDJ3AtR-I/AAAAAAAAADg/xKyr3ZnjO7w/s320/12177729.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">To books: </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span>"<span style="font-size:85%;">Your words are poison,<br />The only drug allowed in my life;<br />Black and white, changing my mind,<br />You are success and I am addicted."</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">From </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"><em><strong>low</strong></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-6289764907004284328?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-45254459447245365082009-03-11T02:29:00.000-07:002009-08-13T22:09:12.410-07:00blank<span style="font-size:85%;">我不懂，这种感觉，我想不到，用什么形容。<br />最接近的应该是"空白"这两个字吧。<br /><br />早上醒来，眼前凌乱的书桌，一叠又一叠的纸张，<br />看着时钟，我催眠着自己继续睡。<br />我宁愿接受睡觉误事，也不愿接受逃避考试这事实<br />很难想象，我连睡觉，也能这么理智，把对自己的伤害，永远降至最低。<br /><br />我知道，走出房门，听到的都是 大家述说着他们的忙碌，用忙碌当借口。<br />我想说，我是忙的。<br />就算再忙，还是努力着，让自己以最好的状态，面对人群。<br />我好像不应该那么努力，因为他们并没有我想象中的完美。<br /><br />今天我不想上学，我才不会理会，他人用什么眼光。<br />今天我不想读书，我才不在乎，我有没有责任感。<br />因为，我很空白，空白得不想知道后果是什么。<br />因为，我很空白，空白得一个法律字眼也想不起来。<br />因为，我很空白，空白得连自己都有点害怕。<br /><br />电话又震动，我知道，这又是另一通所谓关心的电话。<br />我无言以对。<br />想说，他们很烦。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-4525445944724536508?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-57299729670262407192009-01-28T07:19:00.000-08:002009-08-13T22:09:54.399-07:00new theme<span style="font-size:85%;">am i too free?<br />for today, i guess so, haha.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">wishing everyone enjoy their holidays. n_n</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">enjoy the new ballet as well.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-5729972967026240719?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-51410549653698955262008-10-07T22:10:00.001-07:002010-06-18T03:06:37.407-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Yes, you are not suppose to be here. </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I rather you wouldn’t know,<br />I rather you didn’t discover.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">I am not trying to hide anything, nor refuse to share.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Nothing to do with who you are, merely it’s not the time.<br />The biggest enemy of mine is honesty, too i am learning.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />I know you’ll back,<br />I sincerely welcome you, to be here, anytime. n_n </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-5141054965369895526?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-57829310979671531062008-09-16T12:16:00.002-07:002010-06-18T03:08:16.321-07:00Vitas-The star<span style="font-size:85%;">我好喜欢这首歌</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">也好喜欢唱这一首歌的人</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">旋律优美 歌词也很有意思</span>
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">喜欢他的声音 喜欢他的歌 </span>
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">还有 当然是喜欢他的样子咯 哈哈</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">相信我 他是“世界上第二帅的人”！！！ </span>
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<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;">多少次我 问自己 </span>
<br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;">为何我降生于世 长大成人
<br />为何云层流动 天空下雨
<br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"><span style="color:#ffccff;">在这个世上 别为自己期盼什么
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<br />我想飞向云彩 却没有翅膀
<br />那遥远的星光深深 吸引着我
<br />但要触到星星却如此困艰难 尽管它近在咫尺
<br />也不知我是否有力量 朝它奔去
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<br />我会稍做等待
<br />然后开始上路
<br />跟随着希望和梦想
<br />不要熄灭,我的星星 等着我
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<br />在我前面还有多少路
<br />要走我多少山峰要去翻越 为了寻找自己
<br />我又将有多少次 跌下悬崖
<br />一切从零开始而这是否会有意义</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">”</span></span>
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<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-5782931097967153106?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-59849600541867702252008-08-24T11:34:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:09:30.048-07:00白色vs黑色<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/SLGq8kjsBXI/AAAAAAAAABk/RWnFeCbXpJU/s1600-h/1536788111_4dbebb86aa_m.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238155799190832498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZCrEK5jH7Mw/SLGq8kjsBXI/AAAAAAAAABk/RWnFeCbXpJU/s320/1536788111_4dbebb86aa_m.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">我喜欢白色</div><div align="center">我喜欢浅色</div><div align="center">因为喜欢 所以喜欢 </div><blockquote></blockquote><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">为什么这地方黑色？</div><div align="center">因为防灰尘 <blockquote></blockquote></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">看着你们的文字 </div><div align="center">抹掉心灵囤积的灰尘</div><div align="center">想起LV集团与INTI集团到访SUNWAY之旅</div><div align="center">感激你，你，你，你准时更新的部落格</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">岁月不留人</div><div align="center">只是 </div><div align="center">有人忘了回忆</div><div align="center">有人忘了忘记 <blockquote></blockquote></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;">(p/s:其实也不会太久没更新啦,我都还没看到灰尘,哈哈 n_n）</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-5984960054186770225?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-45539576660541301182008-07-16T08:54:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:09:56.736-07:00夜<span style="font-size:85%;">“因为 一个律师 一个会计师 走在路上，我比较羡慕律师。”<br />这是 我的答案。<br /><br />灰蓝色的布景下<br />星星不说话<br />夜空不回答<br />告诉我，这是对 还是错。<br /><br />朦胧的夜空<br />仿佛不想让世人看透<br />就像你 太模糊 我不懂<br />只手拨开云层<br />我真的很想看到<br />害羞躲起来的月亮</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-4553957666054130118?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-63350011533499672202008-06-29T08:28:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:10:47.710-07:00信<span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;">"我发现和你聊天倒不如写信...<br />每个人都非常特别...你会得到很多...可是不开心...<br />你觉得没有人了解... 这叫寂寞...</span><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;">开心的办法其实很简单...<br />在你没学会之前，不要喜欢任何人...不要把你的寂寞带给其他人...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#ffccff;">找回自己.."</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">这是 一封信 精简截断内容。<br />你 试着以简单的表达 让我了解。</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">可惜<br />就连写信人的样子 都忘了。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-6335001153349967220?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-26373217878513487272008-06-09T09:27:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:10:51.082-07:00新学期<span style="font-size:85%;">把我送回宿舍的那一刻<br />百感交杂的情绪<br />却要故作无所谓<br />希望不被你识破<br />站在房间与门口的中央<br />我 想回家<br />我 不能回家<br />大家都说这就是生活<br /><br />不像上学期那么天真 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">对新生活那么兴奋的期待着<br />现在看见的只是 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">肮脏的房间 饥荒的生活 凌乱的书桌 和 现实的残酷<br /><br />就算难过 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">还是努力着 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">维持上扬的嘴角 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">让嘴唇呈现出 </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">最完美的微笑<br /><br />原谅我<br />原谅自己<br />太天真 不想让你看到 流泪的自己 负担不起<br /><br />大清早收到一封简讯 我没有迟到 哈哈</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-2637321787851348727?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-73004804843148307782008-05-18T01:01:00.000-07:002010-06-18T03:10:54.643-07:00其实—就像<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;">其实<br />花在读书的时间不多，<br />但 花在想读什么的时间却很多<br /><br />就像<br />花在吃饭的时间不多，<br />但 花在想吃什么的时间却很多<br /><br />我 想了很久，又不知道要吃什么了<br />我 可以吃掉自己吗？<br />还是 有谁要让我咬一口 一口就够了 真的</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-7300480484314830778?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5686712189456603676.post-5221271273363641422008-05-15T22:04:00.000-07:002008-05-17T03:36:37.128-07:00Intro ( me myself )<span style="font-size:85%;">我 就是 自己<br />自己 就是 我<br /><br />基本上 我和自己和睦共处。<br />习惯上 自己和我喜欢争辩。<br />我：“和睦共处是应该的。”<br />自己：“吵架是必要的。”<br /><br />就像要不要写这篇<br />他们也争辩了很久。<br /><br />看着我的文字的你，<br />不明白是正常的，<br />明白是应该的。<br /><br />（p/s: thanks oh bear n_n）</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5686712189456603676-522127127336364142?l=lyy1211.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>lowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08269193735722994162noreply@blogger.com9