Saturday, December 31, 2011

Hunky-dory



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Sunday, December 25, 2011

枫

他怎么样,都不关我的事。
。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
对不起,我伤害了你。
长痛不如短痛。
断掉吧。反正世界还很大。
何必。我这枝摇摇欲坠的烂花。
我真的很不好。
脾气坏到死。冷漠无情。
搭人不理。我行我素。
不值钱。呵呵。
。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
还有另一个他。
为何眷恋。不该有的思念。
应该无牵绊。
不该有任何的感情。
哪怕是一点点。
还有,他的事,更不关我的事。
为何理会。
不管事。嗯。不管。
没泪。
却伤感。
我到底是怎么了。
干嘛彷徨。干嘛寻觅。
自己靠自己。
因为,没有那个去交好友的资格。
伤害了人。不可以再去伤害其他。
静静的。个人。应该会好吧。
反正,人本来就孤单。
。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。
柳树。
的叶子很特别。
飘落在地上。
轻轻地。
听啊,
那掉落的声音。
凋零的,枯叶,
究竟代表什么。
生命的重来?
仰或是,生命的最后一曲?
人真的很自私。
不会珍惜。
错过了,哪轻易而举的重获?
失去了,就回不来了。
就像打破了玻璃,怎么拼,
还是有那裂缝。
很深的伤口,不知怎么地,
遗憾了,还是改变不了。
没了,就是没了。
不属于你的,终究你得不到。
执着,只会让你不断,
在受伤里,慢慢长大。

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Knowing i should forget.

This is a very nice korean song (;
And i love the lyrics.
Unwaving support.
My maid came back, oh great.
No nagging of mother.
And i dont have to moan. ;p
Oh exams again in January, moreover it's after Chinese New Year.
How am i going to celebrate?
Sigh, it's always like that, isn't it?
I guess, i will update my blog less frequently.
I don't know what to write, it's just kept in heart,
Bottled passion.
Passion that can't be expressed, but have to kept in a tiny bottle.
How miserable.
The curtains billowed gently.
So soft of your voice.
I miss you, my cosy friend,
it's been a long time.
Yes,a long time.
I reckon that you are living well.
You should, and must, be happy,
without me.

Friday, December 2, 2011




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Thursday, November 24, 2011



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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

人之所以奇怪

明明很在意,却装出一个不在意的样子。
明明想要,却留下了孤独的背影。
明明喜欢,动作却令人讨厌。
一个美好的回忆,可以变成追忆。
想念变成怀念。
心痛变成心碎。
偏偏还会关切,
你最后属于谁。
我的天空今天,有一点灰。
分岔路。总爱逼人选择。
就算用尽一切真心,还是到不了你的心里。

Monday, November 21, 2011

还是要幸福-Hebe



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