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Promised Land6/1/2008 For the MemoryClose my eye, a familiar face appears, smiling.
Open my eye, nobody there, tears falling.
Suddenly, she's gone.
Regrects all around.
Millions of WHY, time never goes back.
Seeing her the last time, deep saddness comes around, big cry.
True is life, true is memory.
Empty room, left nothing but memory.
Just cann't believe.
12/25/2007 我的快乐作业
“时间如梭，以前不明白为什么年长的人总是很喜欢这类的话，觉得那有些做作、矫情，不适合我这样的所谓年轻人。但不得不承认，时间就在手指间溜走，悄悄的，了无声息，还来不及感慨，来不及铭记，时间就这样流逝。当一切归于宁静，回顾自己的生活，从记忆深处寻找那些珍藏着的记忆，那些值得永远记录，值得回味的记忆。。。。。。
“我的初中”，随着心中默默的念着这几个字，记忆中的画面开始出现了那个熟悉的校园，那些熟悉的面孔，就好像那就是昨天发生的一幕一幕。初一（5）班、初二（5）班，初三（5）班，三年的初中生活充满了欢乐，那是一段最美好的回忆。”
接到初中班主任最新作业，为校庆写点东西，记录下那时的生活，身为班长，义不容辞啊：）那是最好的回忆，最鲜活的生活，那时的我才是真正的我，努力完成这快乐的任务中。 12/16/2007 关于狐狸狐狸说：“对我来说，你现在仍然只是个小男孩，和无数其他小男孩没什么两样。我不需要你。就你而言，你也不需要我。对你来说，我不过是一只狐狸，和无数其他狐狸也没什么两样。但是，如果你驯服了我，我们彼此就需要对方了。对我来说，你在这个世界上是唯一的人；而对你来说，我也是这个世界上唯一的狐狸。。。。。。”
“我的生活十分单调，”狐狸说，“我逮鸡，人逮我。所有的鸡都一样，所有的人也没什么区别。所以我有些厌烦。不过，如果你驯服了我，我的生活就会艳阳高照。我将能辩别出与所有其他人的脚步声都不一样的脚步声。别人的脚步使我赶忙躲到地下去，而你的脚步声则像音乐一样，将我从洞穴里唤出来。对了，你看到那边的麦田没有？我不吃面包，麦子对我毫无用处，麦田与我毫不相干。这真让人伤心。不过，你有一头金色的头发。想一想，如果你已经驯服了我，那是多少美妙的事情啊！麦子也是金黄色，它会让我想起你。我甚至喜欢倾听风吹麦浪的声音。。。。。。”
“我已经得到了好处，”狐狸说，“从麦田的颜色上。”他随后又补充道，“再来看看玫瑰花吧。现在你会发现，你的花是世上独一无二的花。然后你也回来和我道别，我会把一个秘密当礼物送给你。”
“这便是我的秘密：一个非常简单的秘密；只有用心去看，才能看得准；重要的东西眼睛是看不见的。”
“从现在起，你必须对你驯服的东西负责。”
12/15/2007 Fox-Tame"My life is very monotonous. I hunt chickens;men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."
--Fox talked with Prince. 10/28/2007 NotesIf I had only...
forgotten future greatness
and look at the green things and the buildings
and reached out to those around me
and smelled the air
and ignored the forms and the self-styled obiligations
and heard the rain on the roof
and put my arms around
...and it's not too late
What did I do to deserve birth? It was a gift. I am me-that is a miracle.
Today I want to do things to be doing them, not to be doing something else. I do not want to do things to sell myself on myself. I don't want to do nice things for people so that I will be "nice".
I don't want to work to make money. I want to work to work.
I don't want to live for. I want to live.
My prayer is: I will be what I will be and I will do what I will do. |
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