Quiet eyes
You have always been my wildflower
Showing up wherever beauty's lost its way
Your heart must break

I was free
Until I heard the song you sang me to me
Pulling me away from everything I knew
To be with you

And everything I know just fades away
And every time you go it hurts me so
I don't know why but I know we're free
Free to fly

Here we are
Burning faster than the cursed star
Falling back down to the Earth
I love you so it sometimes hurts

Closer still
You will find me standing on the hill
Waiting for you with my arms stretched open wide
Now, come inside

And everything I know just fades away
And every time you go it hurts me so
I don't know why but I know we're free
Free to fly

And everything I know just fades away
And where the wildflower grows it picks its space
And that's the way it is when nature plays its lovely hand
We'll understand everything

Everything, everything

你读过了所有能够使人伟大的书籍

所有哲学家的智慧你都拥有了,

那朵大多数人寻找不到的红玫瑰,

也慢慢在为你绽放.

 

为什么不出去旅个行?:P

 

 

 

 

 

 

如果现在有日落的话，我想看他个八百多遍......

When it comes to religion,you will never know who shall be offended.

但圣经课上我在想这样一个问题——如果人是上帝按照自己的摸样创造的，上帝又为什么不一开始赐予人类智慧，并且叮嘱亚当和夏娃不要去吃智慧苹果呢？

Dark Angel Lucifer，那条蛇的化身，真的是一切罪恶的来源吗？

历史是胜利者写出来的，多多少少都会被染上点颜色。

 

人经过数千年，害怕的东西却越来越多——暴力，鬼魂，妖怪……恐怖片

几千年之前的人们，还认为泛神论就是真理，开开心心地和石头说着话，认为石头能听懂自己，因为石头里面有神。

但他们活得十分充实，因为他们做的一切都是有意义的。无论他们做什么，自然和神灵都在看着他们，评判着他们。

终于有一天，掌管自然的野性之神“潘”神“死”了，人们不再相信森林是由神的存在的，一切的恐惧也从那一刻开始了。

 

Human as I am,nature above me.这句话又有多少人能明白这个道理呢？

人最终都会有某种超验、超自然的情节，因为普通的事实已经

无法填补我们心灵上的空缺了。

 

人在变得越来越强大，越来越“爱憎分明”，却忘了一句话To err is human,to forgive is divine.

我决定去美国学文学和哲学了。

 

 

"Poor Mexico",an old saying goes,"so distant from God,so close to The United States."

No longer be!

Adios to proverty,hola to consumption.

 

Bright red costumes,with hats,shoes,and stockings to match,are to be all the craze in the Spring.Smart women will have to be careful not to yawn in the streets in case some short sighted person is on his way to post a letter.

Exactly!

 

可以的啊！Life is a rollacoaster!!!

 

Reminiscence,

Memory,

Die Leidn des jungen Werthers.

Could anyone understand the sadness???

 

人们总是把上帝赐予的那么一点点不幸反复反复地咀嚼,回味.

但我真的没有这样做.

因为我做的是将上帝给我的那点幸运涌上心头,汹涌澎湃.

我开心得想哭,

但是我的开心,却是因为我懂得悲伤

Would you dance if I asked you to dance?
Would you run and never look back
Would you cry if you saw me crying
Would you save my soul tonight?

Would you tremble if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh oh please tell me these
Now would you die for the one you love?
Hold me in your arms tonight?

I can be you hero baby
I can kiss away the pain
I will stand by you forever
You can take my breath away

Would you swear that you’ll always be mine?
Would you lie would you run away
Am I in too deep?
Have I lost my mind?
I don't care you are here tonight 
 

Can I see the world through? 

Sometimes I wish I were a color-blind,

View this world with black and white,

wrong and right.

 

Sometimes I wish I had never been sober,

Sleep until I am twenty,

talented with skills,and got a good job.

 

But now I wanna be a compass,for you.

My firmness shall make your circle just,

and make us end where we begun.

Well,people can be over-positive,so...

Life really NOT goes easy these days,far too complicated.

and I can't control my mind from floating here and there....everywhere.

What went wrong?

 

Maybe all I need is a love autopsy...

 

 

Hope is the thing that perches in our soul

And the best thing in the world

The richest way to got a hope,

is to labour so.

 

I never devote something,

cause when I devote,

I devote myself:)

Rule No.1

Don't force urself to believe women beautiful.Rose is fragile,so it has thorns.

Rule No.2

The only thing fair in this world is that everybody is expierencing something unfair.

 

激情,激情,我的激情在哪里?

我打开冰箱,

我晕,没有啤酒和可乐了.

我的激情不见了...

 

激情,激情,我的激情在哪里?

我脱去上衣,

我靠，六块腹肌不见了.

我没激情了...

 

激情,激情,我的激情在哪里?

我打开钱包,

我汗,没有红的了.

哦，我失去了我的激情.

 

激情!激情!在哪里?

我打开生活,

发现了你,

哦~我要的都在这儿呢:)

Chica,cuando espero en el restaurante,espero la oportunidad.

Una oportunidad a decir "Te quiera".

pero solo vaso de vino,solo tenedor,solo cuchillo...

Sé que tu no esta alli.

 

Jamas senti tanto amour.

Sin tu,no vida,no muerte.

Ahora no puedo respirar...

 

Alejate.

Mi amour.

Aunque espero todavia.

 

------The spanish work I did this semester.Lousy job:P

But I like the last sentence.

 

 

 

My life is a twice-written stroll.

Emptiness.Deep.Frustrate and Sorrow.

 

 

I find it's really hard for me to enjoy the glories.

It seems too heavy for one person:(

I still wanna share the bitterness with you,baby.

我发现我其实蛮有做哲学家的潜力的~哲学家总是在生活非常棒的时候,挑挑刺,这里不好,那里不好的.呵呵

其实我非常想喊一句"最近的生活太他妈美好了":)

排的一部AVENUE Q的木偶音乐剧,哇考,这帮子一起排练的人太搞笑了,用高健的话就是"惊为天人"啊~这种感觉就是天天有人

听你说笑话,然后给你糖吃,并且大家都很开心.哈哈

然后么,是和聂凯他们的英语沙龙表演呀~我估计会超级有意思的~FOR FUN!

又可以去看看老朋友,去复旦看看ROY,哦~靠~这小子.然后逃掉个一节精读课,当个嘉宾什么的~在那里演个出:)

体育周我又是策划的,这种大家一起搞搞笑,我最擅长类~还有英语角,BRITISH ACCENT!

 

但这种时候总觉得又一点莫名的bitter,呵呵~PART OF LIFE.

苦乐相生呀:P

 

Long I've been told I have to be a man,because of this reason, I have to be strong.

But why?Everything have to be so hard?

I don't know whether it's a consensus that the society is somewhat secular.

I mean don't need some romantic things,like music,art...

It's okay,it really doesn't matter.And I do believe it's the time to test you whether you are cynical or

romantic.

But is that a common sense too,that there could be the chance that a guy,totally weird,

totally withdrawl from the main stream.

what if he or she got a pilgrim soul?

People in our age got the tendency to judge others, but please don't,my friends.

Because after all,you will find the dismerits from your view,are just some common sins:)

That we all got.

 

One word is too often profaned.

For me to profane it,

one feeling too falsely distain'd

For thee to disdain it.

One hope is too like despair.

For prudence to smother,

And pity from thee more dear

Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love,

But wilt thou accept not

The worship the heart lifts above

And the Heavens reject not:

 

The desire of the moth for the star,

Of the night for the morrow,

The devotion to something afar

From the sphere of our sorrow?