Never close my eyes one night, stay up drowsily in Rishangsangan, Xing Zhong opened eyes, burning eye pain, light stab Health's eyes, open your computer, click on the last night and writing a "cold to go home" short, strange feeling heart rises jump in the text to search for the themselves, always thought he was just the written word in passing, in the vast sea Napian, seek not see my travel into gallop of sailing, but I can only envy the lonely beauty of the sea, quietly way, quietly watching sunrise and sunset, tidal rate.
have never thought, 10 years or 20 years later, but also proud head held high, neighing, looking lost in their youth inside bit by bit. In real life, I like meditation of the old monk, stubborn, kept trained on one side of the stick to the Pure Land, making a worldly air, do an untimely monster, often despised their own weights and measures, but year after year, with their carefully measured, calculated to assess right and wrong with his right to assess this in the vagaries of life, not have the slightest deviation, so doomed his own world of loneliness and left behind, so destined to be alone in the face of frustration, and they tend to quiet the Blues Wong, Mandala midnight, combing along the way a person's mood.
smoldering when the knot, they will look for sad melody, which is almost swap my mind the most effective cure. The original earth, there are so many voices of frustration frustrated, sad is not my original patent, the original I am still living in the real world, but some emotional only, lips exposing bitter Qing Xiao, gently tossed in the mind The shock in the physical wounds lick ant eggs. The autumn wind blew howling out the window, opened the curtains, was actually filled the lonely eyes, I watched it silent, it sadly Qingtan I alone, I think of Su Shi's "Shuidiaogetou," thought it mad.
ears is the Dao Lang's "love of the mind", "I hope you get really happy, do not want to destroy your love", "will not let you shed a tear for love, because you are happy, so I'm happy, "such as lightning Honglei roaring for its shocks for its aesthetic, is ah! Love should not be occupied, love should be a silent blessing, selfless break away, love should not be selfish comfort, love should be unprincipled tolerance, unconditional compromise, love, Betty, the lifetime spend the!
一夜的不曾合眼，迷迷糊糊中熬到日上三竿，睁开惺忪的眼睛，灼眼的亮光刺得眼睛生痛，打开电脑，点击着昨夜续写的《寒归》短篇，心里异样的感觉升起，在文字的跳跃间寻找着自己，总是认为，自己只是文字里的过客，在那片浩瀚的海洋里，觅不到我遨游驰骋的风帆，而我只能孤独的觊觎海的美丽，静静地，静静地看日出日落，潮涨潮息。
从来未曾想过，10年乃至20年后，还能骄傲的昂首嘶鸣，找寻遗失在青春岁月里的点点滴滴。现实生活中，我更像禅定的老僧，顽固的固守着那一方净土，做一个不食人间烟火，做一个不合时宜的怪物，时常鄙夷自己的度量衡，却年复一年的用它们精心测量，计算，评估着自己对与错，评估着这变幻莫测的人生，不敢有丝毫偏差，所以注定了自己遗世的孤单，所以注定了要独自面对失意，所以喜欢在万籁寂静的午夜，一个人梳理一路走来的心情。
心结郁积的时候，就会去寻找忧伤的旋律，这几乎是对我调剂心情最有效的良药。原来世间，还有那么多无奈失意的心声，原来伤心并不是我的专利，原来我依然是生活在现实中，只是有些感性而已，唇边露出苦涩的轻笑，轻轻的甩头，在心灵的震撼中，把肉体的伤口舔蚳。窗外瑟瑟的秋风吹起，拉开窗帘，竟是漫天孤独的眼睛，我凝视它无语，它黯然轻叹我孤单，想起苏轼的《水调歌头》，想起那高处不胜寒。
耳畔是刀郎的《真爱的胸怀》，“我希望你得到真的幸福，不愿把你的真爱摧毁”，“不会让你为爱流下一滴眼泪，因为你快乐，所以我快乐”如电闪轰雷轰响，为它震撼，为它唯美，是啊！爱不应是占有，爱应是默默的祝福，无私的割舍，爱不应是自私的慰藉，爱应是无原则的宽容，无条件的妥协，大爱无疆，一生相守！