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Monday, July 28, 2008

不知怎么的,总是在最关键的时刻做最不必要的事情。就在离Prelims不到一个多月的这几天,诸多事件纷至沓来,灵感、感触浮现脑海,犹如清池上的青藻般,不吐不快。

死对许多人来说是非常可怕的。不,正确的来说,不是死可怕,而是因为我们不知道死后会去那里,所以才会害怕。依稀记得,曾祖父死去当时,模样安详。他说,他看到来迎接他的天使。不管是真是假,他不畏惧死亡,不外乎是因他有了寄托。他对死后的情况,有了自己的一番概念与定义。他清楚,他死后将回归上帝怀抱。当然现在我们不可能证明他死后去了哪里。

那么,我是否害怕死亡呢?很简单。我不知道。不知道应不应该害怕死亡。或许我太过单纯,抑或我实在没那空闲时间坐在椅子上冥想。说实在的,那是步入暮年、身患不治之症的人才会想的事吧。我可不想浪费时间去想。还不如珍惜现在的时光。只要珍惜现有的一切,就不会留下遗憾。不留遗憾,走也走得瞑目吧。

Innocence
7/28/2008 09:23:00 PM


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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