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写给那些曾经失眠的日子....

失落的悲伤比流感更容易在这人群里的传染,干涸的眼里映着那一张
张过往,和我一样有着黄皮肤的面孔,漠然中透不出一许温暖。此刻
我的脸上已经没有一年前刚刚踏上这块土地时的诧异了,我和他们一
样有着一张刻着冷漠和失落的脸,都是那在异乡拥抱孤独的守夜者。

无数次冲着大海的方向,散乱的发梢已经无力再去揪住那从远方飘来
的温暖;已经没有了泪水,无论这风有多么的冰冷。心乱的时候总想
写点什么,但往往到这个时候就什么都写不出来了。那些滥俗的情节
,无聊的故事,想滥了的心事已经不能让我拥有一滴眼泪,生活无情
地打磨着我和周围的人,不停地催赶着我们向前跑。又一年了,应该
不会再流与去年相同的眼泪,选择了这样的生活,选择了这样的青春
就应该勇敢地走下去,我只想说一句“来这里,我绝不后悔”

无聊的文字写给自己,将所有悲伤留给过去。希望来这里的所有朋友
都能实现自己的梦想.....
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  • 枫下拾英 / 心情随笔 / 写给那些曾经失眠的日子....
    • Take it easy, my friend. I've ever asked myself: what am I living for?
      for money? for girls? for success? for happiness?..... we have tons of different situations in this world, finally all of these are going to be pains. We have to be used to accept and enjoy those pains, just let them penetrate your skin like silk, sink into your body, keep them and feel them running inside of your veins. When you accumulate enough pains, you'll find you have become a real man. Take care, my friend.