Currently Listening Pieces of You By Jewel see related

海鷗白浪

海浪間海鷗在飛翔，

飛向天際飛向它方。

滔滔的是銀色白浪，

隆隆擊打頑石海岸。

人若好比海鷗白浪，

在這遼闊的世界上，

比海鷗傲氣，比白浪倔強。

本鄉的異鄉人

命運是疾風，生命是風箏，

用心，努力飛向未知的前程；

無論是低沉，無論是興奮，

用心，活著一直下去到永恆；

用勇敢掩蓋過去的種種傷痕，

在陌生的城市你我抹去了根，

在熟悉的街角你我沒有了身份，

全因你我都是本鄉的異鄉人。

在我的肉體和靈魂之間，

有一個屬於你的小房閒；

黑夜中孤清與苦澀纏綿，

你闖進了這狹小的房間；

徹底照亮這漆黑的空間，

感謝你那明月般的雙眼；

痛楚的煎熬在今夜長眠，

感謝你賜我無畏的信念。

Currently Watching Ordinary People By Donald Sutherland, Mary Tyler Moore, Judd Hirsch, Timothy Hutton, M. Emmet Walsh, Elizabeth McGovern, Dinah Manoff, Fredric Lehne, James Sikking, Basil Hoffman, Scott Doebler, Quinn K. Redeker, Mariclare Costello, Meg Mundy, Elizabeth Hubbard, Adam Baldwin, Richard Whiting, Carl DiTomasso, Tim Clarke, Ken Dishner see related

A Cantonese song makes me and anyone like me think twice for a while.

Long time no entry in my Xanga. What a terrible shame! Then my damn old excuse would come out the same like" I am busy with work, work and work; conference, conference and conference; public speech, public speech and public speech; workshop, workshop and workshop; protest, protest and protest... ..." 

The other day, I stuck in the traffic. And then my mobile rang with an sms telling me that it was TOO LATE and useless to use all my shitty old excuse to hide myself behind the truth. Because it was really TOO LATE and no excuse at all this time.

Life is an express train for everyone to jump on. You met everyone there, you was addicted to any ambitious dream there, you was convinced following your dream is all of life and only the only way of life, certainly, you was self-convinced and be proud of this kind of vanity smoke. Then, age hits your face, the message of deaths of your love ones hits you eyes, break-ups of your must-be relationships hits your heart and diagnosis of your poor health hits your body. At that shocking second, you wake up on train and realize everything in your dream and everything you worked, fighted and battled for your dream was phoney. You were fighting with fella for tens of thousands others in the matter of dead-or-alive, a self-claimed, proclaimed better tmw. Now, you just can not control one gram of yours in the identical matter. Please take a quick glance outside the window and check out anyone you loved before changed, left or missing and will never be same again. What the hell and what else can I remark for such a silly workaholic like me.

... ...That was something deeply from my broken heart.