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Monday, October 15, 2007

我知道,自己问这个问题不下百次,但每一次得到的结论都不一样。生命是什么?我竟然在梦境中问道。的确,生命这玩意儿一直困扰着我。既然人要死,那为什么要活?理由简单吗?不像是。但我如今的结论是:管它是什么!

多想无益,还不如用实际行动改变自己。长篇大论对如今的我来说还不如实际行动有效。生命照样过着,以冥想度过一生,还不如以自己的行为,让生命迸发出那一瞬间的光芒万丈。我可能说过,我现在还是要说:

生命是火花一般短瞬的灿烂。


Innocence
10/15/2007 07:53:00 AM


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Innocence stolen without my permission
Innocence gone without my submission

Innocence lost through another’s plan
Innocence no longer for another man

Innocence turned to hatred and fear
Innocence gone, no man can come near

Innocence taken from a little girl’s heart
Innocence replaced by mistrust, you thought you were smart

Innocence disappears like dew in the sun
Innocence faded before it’s begun

Innocence obscured like a cloud over the moon
Innocence ripped away too soon