本帖最后由 雨荷风 于 2015-10-7 14:17 编辑
1. I am back,like a wandering man going through things with noting in his hands stands atthe front door with dust still on his face but to find the key to open the doorof another home. 2.I am blue today,so I am glad. When at middle age, sadness is a luxury, I can be sad once in awhile, I like it, for I can wake up to think about the dull life and still I canlove. 3. Some poet said,I love you but it’s none of your business, and I would like to make a sentenceand say to somebody but who deserves it? 4. On onecorner of the city, under the fake winter sweet tree, I lie on the bed, a womanolder than me is hitting and patting me, pulling my hair and each time ithurts, I bear it inexplicably and I have to pay twenty eight RMB. That isbecause the person who makes me heartbroken is not her. 5. I like one’ssmile but don’t like the tears it brings to me. 6. I like listeningto the piano music, and it is not the piece that I hear but the sadness ofnothing. I practice the Chinese calligraphy, and it is not the words that I practicebut the loneliness. 7. When I wasyoung, I remembered a cluster of numbers firmly and thought wherever he wentand even to the places afar I would find him, but unexpectedly to find out hehad changed his numbers. 8. I will stillappreciate the sadness, and each time after that, I will find a new myself andthen lose myself gradually. 9. The vulgarand shallow delight is what I scorn for but the true happiness is what I havenever possessed. 10. I am verytimid so I only do what I can bear. 11. I want tobe alone to think of those days that we were together and I want to findsomeone to see how old I am now. 12. I will neverdeliberately forget a deep man but can’t remember what he used to be like. 13. Oh dear, don’tsay anything about the affairs between man and woman, I understand better thanyou. 14. I justbegin to know that I am talented. 15. Oh man, I cannot only knit a sweater but also embroider the cross-stitch, And what all womencan do, I can mostly do too, what all women can’t do well, I can’t do either. Thereason I get along with you like a man is that I fear you will fall in lovewith me and what’s more I fear I will fall in love with you.
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