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　　今年的夏天和去年的夏天是不相同的，没有着微微凉爽的风，但有着高高飘扬的云，只是多了一个热辣辣的太阳。站在窗前，看那几朵白云慢慢的飘走，露出了天空里高远的蓝天，挥洒着那么纯净的透明。　　
心情，似乎已经放松，忘记了夏日里的那一份炎热，那一份浮躁。就这样静静的任思绪飘荡，就像一朵漂浮的白云，慢慢的飘，飘向远方…… 　
也许执意一种感情可不必相见但求相知，和你相识缘于一次偶尔的聚会。不知从何时起有了那份心动与牵挂，你深深驻进了我心房。习惯了有你相伴的每一天，如果哪一天不能看到你，心中便会有种牵挂。有你相伴的日子，我是多么的欣慰，我感受着这份隽永的美丽。
因为学习的需要，我们已经半年没见了。可你还是那么坚持、任劳任怨地等我。看着你每天忙碌于繁琐的生活之中，我真的想去帮你，为你分忧，为你解愁。可是，现实的牵绊让我望而却步，城市的距离把我们遥遥相隔，我只能在屏幕前默默地为你祝福，愿你坚强地挺过这段繁忙不休的日子。愿我真诚的祝福，能给你释放一些疲惫，让你更加坚强，更加勇敢！
　　我没有勇气，突破时间的阻碍；我没有勇气，打破空间的障碍；我一直期待着，所以注定你是我永远的牵挂。我明白你我之间的这种情感会因为时间的关系慢慢淡化为友谊，只能存于心间，隔着屏幕默默地相依相守。我只愿意想你的优点，因为你在我的心目中确实是那么的优秀。我只愿意为你良苦用心，不愿意让你为我失落。多少的等待，多少的无奈，多少的失落，多少的泪水，注定由我一个人来承受。我就是如此的脆弱，只要我的心一颤动，泪水就会不由自主地流出来。我喜欢这种流泪的感觉，尽管有点忧伤，但我喜欢去感受。
　　一直以为只要自己愿意，就可以无悔等待。我的幸福，离我很近，却又离我很远，也许是我的要求太高，不会去把握身边的幸福，不会感受身边的幸福。　　不知什么时候开始，我已经恋上了文字，恋上了用文字来表达自己的心绪。我喜欢沉醉在自己的文字里，快乐着，忧伤着，思考着，平静着，沉迷着。尽管我知道文字并不能代表什么，文字只能是代表我一时的心情，一时的感慨。每天面对平淡的生活，重复的学习，很多时候，我已经把文字当成了我生活中的一部分。是文字丰富了我的生活，还是文字忧伤了我的情绪？我已经无法诠释。
　　我喜欢用文字来记录生活中点点滴滴的记忆和那些刻骨铭心的情节。我的文字里搁置了太多的或深或浅的心事，除了我自己能懂，还又有谁能懂呢？我总是在文字里寻觅一片世外桃园，我总是在文字里极力寻找一份释怀。
　　文字是什么？文字是我的思想，文字是我的心情，文字是我的灵魂，文字是我的精神支柱。文字没有颜色，可文字却会描绘色彩；文字没有生命，可文字却会思考，文字没有思想，可文字却有灵魂。我的文字，有时如深谷小溪的孱孱泉水，清澈而沁人；有时也会象行如流云的高山瀑布，欢腾而奔放；有时也会似深夜里迷茫徘徊的幽灵，孤寂而无助。
　　很多时候，我想把握那片刻的喜悦，也很想放飞所有的情感。很多时候，我想用文字去开辟一方蓝天，以至晴空万里；很多时候，我想用文字去浪漫自己的心灵，以至拥有温馨的美好；很多时候，我祈求，一些美好的事物都能永远。　　所有的曾经，都会随着时间的变化而变化，让我在时光的变迁中手无足措的无言的承受。其实一切都不重要，重要的是时间，因为是时间让我们记忆，是时间让我们铭刻。你曾经对我说过一辈子都不会忘记我这样的一个朋友，这句话现在还真的存在你的记忆里吗？
　　时间能淡漠一切，时间也能改变一切，时间更能证明一切！

Imagination

How much does your life weigh?Imaging for a second that you're carring a backpack. I want u to feel that the straps on your shoulders.Feel'em? Now I want you to pack it with all the stuff that u have in your life.Start with the little things, the things on shelves and in drawers,the knick-knacks,the collectibles.Feel the weights as that adds up. Then u start adding larger stuff, cloths, table-top appliances, lamps, linens, your TV. The backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. And u go bigger. Your couch, your bed, your kitchen table. Stuff it all in there. Your car, get it in there. Your home ,whether it is a studio apartment, or a two-bedroom house, I want u to staff it all into that backpack. Now try to walk. It's kind of hard, isn't it? This is what we do to ourselves on a daily basis. We weigh ourselves down until we can't even move. And make no mistake, moving is living. Now I'm gonna set that backpack on fire, what do u want to take out of it? photos? Photos are for people who can't remember. Drink some ginkgo and let the photos burn. In fact, let everything burn and imagine waking up tomorrow with nothing, it's kind of exhilarating, isn't it?

Great experience

Life likes a box of chocolate,you never know what you were going to get.
Befor my father bought the cap gun,I was very upset.I thought maybe I would never see it any more.
It a long story, when a boy at age of 6 or 9, he always be fond of cap gun and mini car,so am I.
The first time a hunt the cap gun at the toy shop with my mother,she said she will buy a gift for me about I got a great marks.That day ,the sky is blue and the weather is fine,breeze let me feel happy.We walked into a shop near the city center.There were so many toys around the room.When I turned right ,I think I found it what I want.It is a cap gun with black colour and heavy.I promise I really like it and I wanted it,not only I was a cap-gun fans,but also I like shooting!"Mom, I want it"I begged,but she didn't look at me,just turn back and said "You can not play it, you are not a little boy already!" Then she go out the shop and take me to the other shop.Even through I bought a new clothes,but I did not feel happy ,I know I miss my gun....

Day after day,I become depravation. My father asked me what happend,and he said he can help me.I told him about my cap gun."Is that all?"He said,"yes"I whisped."That easy,don't be sad,you know women always parsimoniously.If something,your mother didn't buy for you ,just come and tell me!I am right here." How kindness father...

Finally I got my cap gun. Maybe it is the best happy experience in my life.

Everything proceeds as usual

6:30 wake up and wash face , rinse out the mouth , take shower . . . so many trifles . . .
8: 00 first class . . . . . .
13: 00 will come before you know it , so fast and really quite .
Then have lunch , chatting a moment .
After that , go back to classroom continue lessons.
How boring isn't it ?
Finished last lesson , going to jogging with friends under the sun .
Then go back and take shower , after that read book , do some exercises and write the blogstop .
23: 00 make a call to someone who is especially people in my heart . . .
Sweet moment . . . . . .
1: 00 go to bed . . .

Next day continue . . . .

Homework

Extreme sadness ,because I haven't idea to write down the Homework . Ten sentences is not too much , but I don't know what should I write down .I always keep it inside ! Tonight I finished the PPT what is named Chinese food vs Malaysia food . I don't want to use "vs " , so I change to "and ". "Chinese food and Malaysia food " Absolutely I like Chinese food at all , so I partial to it . I don't hate Malaysia food , although it is not suitable my food style . Every country has itself individual style such as food . I should respect the individual style they make .

Walking ghost

Somebody said to me,why are you become a walking ghost.I contemplative a long time.I think back on past time when I registered this blog,from morning wake up to night go to bed,I hadn't do something especially,maybe you want to say I had class lesson and I presented.I had class just for class,where my heart is ,it in my hometown,last rain was such a long time ago.I'm worry about my hometown,I worry hometown actually my parents.My parents live in Duyun city which is belong Guizhou province.I heard there were more than 60 days haven't rain already.The news relieved me worry and fear.I know I am not a dutiful son,I haven't wash their feet when I around them,after meals I haven't wash dishes when I around them, I haven't wash my own colothes cos I know mom will be washing it ,I haven't......
A host of facts can certify I am unqualified son.I try to change the position when I came here.I know I can't pay the bill what is parents pay, and I can't to be independent,but I want to pay back to my parents for everything they do for me.
Now ,in my way ,I have to study carefully and lead an industrious and frugal life.


I trust they and you are in good health .

The day I went a way.

I thought back on my student days while looking at the pictures in the album.What we miss, may come in forms of many,but what's similar is, the act of missing can be very hard to get over.
That time ,I addicted to computer games, play them every day and night, it's seems can't living without them, I know that is negative,but I can not stop.
Senior high school is a dramatic moment,we have to study hard for our study.I wish I could have I in about five places at onec,but you know that is impossible.
Current time is 2:04am,I don't feel sleepily,I am listening to the music which are from westlife.I listen just for listen,but sometime I want to learn the lyrics because I always act on instinct.That's why I can't be understand by strangers.
Good friends will be get better and better,normal friends will be get more and more strange.I don't try to change just in order to fit in to make new friends.
I know I am absolutely beside the point......
so it is now going off the air until tomorrow.