About more than 30 years ago, a baby was born in a house which is located in a small village in Inner Mongolia, yes the baby is me.

Speaking of Inner Mongolia, many people can think of grasslands, flocks of horses and sheep. If you do so, I feel sorry for that, there are no grasslands, no flocks of horses and sheep in my hometown. My lifestyle is almost the same as yours. When I was a child, I used to climb mountains, catch fish in the rivers and fly a kite in the sky. I really spent great time with my little friends.

By the age of 7, like all the other children I went to primary school and I was a good student. Children around this age are usually supposed to be happy, be carefree, but in reality, sometimes it is not. By the time I was in third grade, something unexpected happened to me. One day a terrible headache attacked me at noon. I almost could not stand it, fell down and struggled on the floor. After that day, the mysterious pain visited me every noon. I was sent to many hospitals, but no one can tell what exactly happened to me. The pain continued, and I suffered from it with desperation. My parents thought they would lose me. Actually it was not my destiny. A few weeks later, the mysterious pain stopped coming without a reason, just like the way it happened to me. I survived, I thank god.

Soon I went to middle school. Like how every student does, I lived in school and came back home once a week. Even if the environment was terrible, still I had great time during that period. We ate millet with pickle all days. Once food poisoning happened to us, all the students were taken to hospital, we occupied 4 hospitals. In winter the temperature in our dormitory was about freezing. One night 3 little boys wanted to sneak back home, eventually the freezing weather made them die on the road. Although so many things seemed unpleasant, still I enjoyed the life in my middle school.

We can change our life in the future, but we can never change our memories. Now I’m in my 30’s, whenever I look backward, whether the memories are happy or not, I always appreciate the time I had, the places I had been to. There is a famous proverb: what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I learnt almost the most important thing from my childhood, which is "No matter what happens one should be thankful".

Tags： 时光 回眸

你并没有用力，怎么我的心，那么疼。。。

Tags： 回眸 眷恋

好久之前，就想着在某一天以一种特别的方式记忆一段曾经的故事。

追忆不是为了找寻或回味，而是为了感悟——感悟生活，感情情感。

生活在这样一个物欲充斥的快节奏的年代，应该说是整个人类的悲哀。没有时间去享受作为人类的特有权利——思考。

说那一段短暂的日子是风铃可能会让一些中国语言文字的忠实的捍卫者大动肝火，但是，我却觉得这可能是我对那段生活的最恰当的比喻了：悠扬、婉转、诗意浓浓，同时，也是一种不稳定了，经不起大风大浪的幸福，这种幸福的美不是一种自然的美，更多的是残缺不全的凄美。

当“缘风”扬起情感世界中的无奈时，风动、铃动、仁者心动。

但是，风毕竟只是风，风停后留下的只有清晨案头上的没有墨迹的日记本。

——写下这些文字的那一年，你2*岁，我2*岁。。。

（2006/2/20）

Tags： 眺望 回眸 步履

不行，我终究还是不行

还是太敏感，太容易受伤，任何一件小事，一个小的动作，都可以轻易的伤害我。

不行，我终究还是不行

Tags： 眷念

很多东西

蚂蚁看来很大，我们看来却很小

我们看来很大，上帝看来却很小

我们三岁时看起来很大，三十岁时看起来却很小

也许，很多事情，本没有什么大不了的

就算有什么大不了的，忍一忍，也就过去了

世上本没有我，我不是真的我

人生一世，草木一秋，何苦自寻烦恼…

Tags： 眺望 步履

你的爱,一直停留在那个蓝色夏天.爱已陌路,后会无期.

So I'm going home, going home alone, and your life goes on

Tags： 眷念 步履

香烟爱上火柴注定受到伤害

一只风筝却只为一根线冒险

那大概是命里带来的

也许正是爱，的代价

世上没有绝对的公平，法律也做不到

这是我们的无奈

谁叫你，爱上了这样的一个人

Tags： 眺望 回眸

铁锅的玻璃盖子几个月前摔碎了

于是就用砂锅的盖子来代替

刚刚我把砂锅的盖子也打碎了

这下砂锅和铁锅都没有盖子了

Tags： 眷恋 时光

有一天我去吃晚饭。

我看到你的座位空着，并注意到你没有来。

我开始吃第一盘菜，并想要相信这仅仅是一次耽搁。

吃第二盘菜时我开始想你不会到了。

用饭后点心时我确信你不会来了。

当喝到咖啡时我仍不肯认为你不在这里，于是我坐到你的座位上。

我感到那么孤独。

因为现在连我自己的座位也空了。

Tags： 眷恋

人生如此
浮生如斯

再次在这里敲下文字，时间却已过去两年。

两年后的这个黄昏，我在这座大厦的十四层，望着这个城市的车水马龙。

不远处就是未来，却任你看也看不清。

还在惦记，我可以再回来，而逝去终究逝去。。。

Tags： 时光 回眸 眺望