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My dear friends, have you got any plans or blueprints of your
future?
Before the national examination, I had never thought further about it, much less treated it as a serious issue. However, when I’ve been a freshman for nearly 3 months, the problem is turning out to be a pretty essential one beyond my expectation.
In the past, my main goal is to sacrifice most entertainment to push myself into a famous university, a simple one given by teachers, parents and pressure from the society. Maybe I exaggerate it a bit, but it was really boring and dull when I was compelled to do a host of homework. So I was always dreaming about the life of being a colleague student. And then I could lead a life without so much homework or disciplines. Now looking back, how innocent I was!
As far as I know, a friend of mine has already made a plan for his future. I just wonder how he can be sure of the goals he sets now are worth dedicating the whole life-long time. Aren’t there too man
Before the national examination, I had never thought further about it, much less treated it as a serious issue. However, when I’ve been a freshman for nearly 3 months, the problem is turning out to be a pretty essential one beyond my expectation.
In the past, my main goal is to sacrifice most entertainment to push myself into a famous university, a simple one given by teachers, parents and pressure from the society. Maybe I exaggerate it a bit, but it was really boring and dull when I was compelled to do a host of homework. So I was always dreaming about the life of being a colleague student. And then I could lead a life without so much homework or disciplines. Now looking back, how innocent I was!
As far as I know, a friend of mine has already made a plan for his future. I just wonder how he can be sure of the goals he sets now are worth dedicating the whole life-long time. Aren’t there too man
To start with, I’m not willing to confess that my eyes are windows of my soul.
Eyes, given by God or Allah, a very distinction of mankind, are supposed to be bright and clear for higher, firmer purpose, but not slaves to illusions and distractions that in the way to our success. However, my eyes are becoming more and more religious to them. Just like being lost in a mist, though it’s not so heavy.
Absolutely, I’m not good enough to cherish the treasure inherited from my ancestor and
These days I'm in such confusion: I don't know what to do,
where to go, and even worse, I have no idea about how to love
people.
Here, 'love' refers to my caring, my attention, my obsession, just for one single person.
Really, I always regard love as the sweetest I can taste from my interaction between people around. In a good many of books, love is often appearing with romance, happiness, laugh and the feeling that I’m on top of the world. But it usually upsets us with tiredness, sorrow, frustration, and even contempt.
So, I should admit that love, now, to me, is a little meaningless. In fact I’m not willing to pick up this word to describe my inner thought. Maybe the reason why I think this way is that I’ve suffered from one failure experience. And such a conclusion is made: love is ever rewarded, either with the reciproque or with an inward and secret contempt. I’m afraid to take the first step once more.
As Francis Bacon put it: love is a weak passion.
Here, 'love' refers to my caring, my attention, my obsession, just for one single person.
Really, I always regard love as the sweetest I can taste from my interaction between people around. In a good many of books, love is often appearing with romance, happiness, laugh and the feeling that I’m on top of the world. But it usually upsets us with tiredness, sorrow, frustration, and even contempt.
So, I should admit that love, now, to me, is a little meaningless. In fact I’m not willing to pick up this word to describe my inner thought. Maybe the reason why I think this way is that I’ve suffered from one failure experience. And such a conclusion is made: love is ever rewarded, either with the reciproque or with an inward and secret contempt. I’m afraid to take the first step once more.
As Francis Bacon put it: love is a weak passion.
五个月了，可那道伤疤为什么还存在呢？
昨天不知又是谁在喋喋不休地提及我小学同学的去向，还用大惊小怪的口气对我说：惨兮兮的吧。我以为我已经习惯了那种嘲讽，可一旦关上门，一个人，依旧，一阵心悸。
拿出附中的校服，本是要带到宿舍去穿的。没来由的，找一个角落蹲下，慢慢地开始抽泣。一呼一息，我只有用自己的泪水来抚摸那道伤疤，唯有在泪水的包容中，才能感到一丝丝发泄的快感。在别人面前，我一直风平浪静地微笑，甚至有些嬉皮笑脸。他
一点半了，还有人在吗？……
夜深人未静，大街上时不时会有轰隆隆的汽车声。睡觉兴奋期已经过了，想起卢梭写了部忏悔录。于是…吾乃小女子之辈，可不敢随便冒仿他这种宗师级别的人物,只是想拾取些被黑暗所激起的
有QQ大概一个月了,一直以为其对我的吸引只在于和同学聊天.
可却是没意识到,完全的,等待第五BOSS的头像由灰变亮起的一瞬,或者,它一直是亮的,这样更好.
如果是亮的,就会想,要说些什么呢?什么话题会显得自然又不乏味?有时,也会微微赌气似的一言不发:今天你不说话我也不说.久而久之,一丝喜悦,一丝期待,一丝埋怨，被时间调制成一杯香醇可口的混合鸡尾酒,微熏的感觉慢慢在心底沉淀,也许某个时刻会偶尔小规模地爆发一下.
快乐总是小的,紧的,一闪一闪的.对,就像这样.
其实不说话也无所谓,只要知道在,足矣.
这样就满足了吧,因为,毕竟,只是......算了.
再回头看那人并不真美丽,我就接下去想自己的事了.
可却是没意识到,完全的,等待第五BOSS的头像由灰变亮起的一瞬,或者,它一直是亮的,这样更好.
如果是亮的,就会想,要说些什么呢?什么话题会显得自然又不乏味?有时,也会微微赌气似的一言不发:今天你不说话我也不说.久而久之,一丝喜悦,一丝期待,一丝埋怨，被时间调制成一杯香醇可口的混合鸡尾酒,微熏的感觉慢慢在心底沉淀,也许某个时刻会偶尔小规模地爆发一下.
快乐总是小的,紧的,一闪一闪的.对,就像这样.
其实不说话也无所谓,只要知道在,足矣.
这样就满足了吧,因为,毕竟,只是......算了.
再回头看那人并不真美丽,我就接下去想自己的事了.
今天又找机会通宵没睡看碟子.
好象已经很多次这样干了，所以即使是亏心事做起来也是悄无声息有条不紊.
经过父母的房间，两人没丝毫察觉.这当然，光着脚走在大理石地板上发出的声音连自己都听不见.熟睡中的普通人防御能力SO低吗?小杰和奇牙好厉害啊~ 猎人看多了...
除了碟子，另一个值得期待的也许是短暂的黎明.刚想到黎明女神打开大门恭送阿波罗的太阳车出宫,天已经全亮了.从黑暗到光明也就不过几分钟的时间.这是光速,我要走的话至少4年吧.
碟子是'恶作剧之吻',没想到我们班的男生也会看.嘻嘻,直树的魅力好大噢
不行,已经6个小时，笔记本烫的能把地板烤焦了.还没看完，只能下次了,再不散热会露马脚的.
唉,用睡眠换娱乐，悲哀.
好象已经很多次这样干了，所以即使是亏心事做起来也是悄无声息有条不紊.
经过父母的房间，两人没丝毫察觉.这当然，光着脚走在大理石地板上发出的声音连自己都听不见.熟睡中的普通人防御能力SO低吗?小杰和奇牙好厉害啊~ 猎人看多了...
除了碟子，另一个值得期待的也许是短暂的黎明.刚想到黎明女神打开大门恭送阿波罗的太阳车出宫,天已经全亮了.从黑暗到光明也就不过几分钟的时间.这是光速,我要走的话至少4年吧.
碟子是'恶作剧之吻',没想到我们班的男生也会看.嘻嘻,直树的魅力好大噢
不行,已经6个小时，笔记本烫的能把地板烤焦了.还没看完，只能下次了,再不散热会露马脚的.
唉,用睡眠换娱乐，悲哀.
然而,you always keep me waiting.
Always.
从一开始,等你走出教室,等你给我回复,等你中午或体育课前从7班窗前走过,等着你和我目光相交的那一刻.
可笑,荒唐.每当理智稍稍苏醒时我下定决心再也不做这种无用功.可是,理智总是在关键时刻抛下我不知飘去何处逍遥,结果依旧重蹈覆辙.等,等,等.充满渴望又交杂着犹豫,满怀希望却失望地退回原点.
双鱼座的人果真是不够坚持,明知有多冒险,明知会牺牲更多的感情细胞,我还是心甘情愿地做着等待的奴隶,就是为了迎接等待成功的曙光.因为将这些看似细小微弱的曙光一丝丝累积,它们会在我所幻想的轻柔易碎如泡沫般的梦四周渐渐拢合成一张光网,柔和地散发着光芒,精心呵护它所保护的东西,让那些虚幻的梦浮出影子一般的不真实,成为我现实的生活.
可惜啊,我好象天真了点,以为光芒的有效期是无限.就连珍珠在时间的洗礼下也有消失其温润光泽的一天,更何况这如昙花一现的曙光呢?再一次被自己骗了.
关于高考,我不知道该说什么.
不想提及高中的成绩,即使不算差.已经是过去的事,是过去.
以前路过模范马路上的南邮:这是什么学校啊?现在呢...
高考公平吗?
有很多人说我亏了,运气不好.
perhaps
管它公平不公平,就这样.
地球继续转,心跳还继续.去南邮又不是下地狱.
人生的十字架无形中沉重了,不仅是内心的负罪感,朋友的惋惜,更是家长看我的眼神,他们不经意叹气的幽怨,以及他们心中已被定格在每月一千元价值的我.
是吗?已无药可救,沉沦堕落...
想浮起来,想再一次享受站在浪尖大口惬意地呼吸,毫无顾虑.不用担心脚下,因为我有这个实力.现在的我,有吗?
不知道不清楚不晓得.原先精心经营的未来被高考的浓雾包裹得严严实实,瞬间转移到一个遥不可及的国度,如贪婪大陆.
那么再创造一个吧.蝎子王里的男主角在影片结尾问巫女:我的王朝能持续多久?巫女答道:没有永远的王朝.他微微一笑:那我就去创造属于我的命运.
讨厌,又得从头开始了,而且,一个人.
