真我无价
九月的雨格外的忧郁在我的天空里淅淅沥沥地下个不停,不知道为什么心里会有那么多的忧愁与苦恼.很想早早地睡去但不知为何还有那么多愁绪在徘徊.明天还下雨吗?我不喜欢阴雨天......它总是带给我太多的压抑我无法喘息,是否只是我强加给自己的?天知道.......
早上又做了件不该做的事,因为昨天和母亲吵了架.脑海中唯一的念头就是离开这个世界,虽然很小的时候我就有那种想法了但那时候因为缺乏那么点勇气所以后来也就不了了之了,但是现在我已经变得那么无所谓了,我不在乎别人是怎么想的.我的头脑是清醒的,我知道我不能那么做,生活的压力来自于感情?金钱?我不知道我想要的是怎样的生活?我只希望我可以在平凡的生活中不平凡的为我自己创造出那么一点快乐.想起以前四个字;放下.自在.我很想好好的痛哭一场,而我的眼泪又无法换来别人的谅解?我为自己准备好了最后的那条通往地狱的路,我知道我不配上天堂.我也不向往天堂里的传说中------很傻很傻的一种想法:到底为什么屈原最后会选择那条路?他没有其它选择了吗?
在无尽空虚的夜里,我不寂寞.因为我总是有很多的心事想找个人倾诉?我的朋友.他们呢又在哪儿?孤独的人总会为了解脱犯错,我闭上眼睛就是天黑,天黑了以后在梦中寻找来时的轨迹,伤心绝望只是暂时的,我相信我自己是个乐观主义者,我要做的事还没做完,只要没有人再让我痛楚,我想我是不会就那么不甘心的离开的.
只要用心去完成自己的事,何必去理会别人的话? 一切都会好的，不是吗?
In the vacation I read the book which is called the phantom of the opera.
In fact ,it is a wonderful book, the story was terrific, the girl Christine is a very good singer, because “the angel of music” helps her everywhere, Angel of Music" actually is the Phantom, and there is a young man called Raoul is Christine’s lover, they love each other, but the Phantom likes Christine very much, so they started compete, at last the Phantom gives Christine up and go away. Christine and Raoul get married.
The story is so great, it tell us to give more love to the others, don’t just like the beautiful things, and the ugly one will become gold because his nice heart.
The most beautiful part f this book is the end, no body in Paris ever saw Raoul and Christine again. Perhaps they took a train to the north, and lived a quiet, happy life together there. Perhaps Christine’s wonderful voice is still singing, somewhere in the cold and beautiful mountains of Norway. Who knows?
九月的雨格外的忧郁在我的天空里淅淅沥沥地下个不停,不知道为什么心里会有那么多的忧愁与苦恼.很想早早地睡去但不知为何还有那么多愁绪在徘徊.明天还下雨吗?我不喜欢阴雨天......它总是带给我太多的压抑我无法喘息,是否只是我强加给自己的?天知道.......
早上又做了件不该做的事,因为昨天和母亲吵了架.脑海中唯一的念头就是离开这个世界,虽然很小的时候我就有那种想法了但那时候因为缺乏那么点勇气所以后来也就不了了之了,但是现在我已经变得那么无所谓了,我不在乎别人是怎么想的.我的头脑是清醒的,我知道我不能那么做,生活的压力来自于感情?金钱?我不知道我想要的是怎样的生活?我只希望我可以在平凡的生活中不平凡的为我自己创造出那么一点快乐.想起以前四个字;放下.自在.我很想好好的痛哭一场,而我的眼泪又无法换来别人的谅解?我为自己准备好了最后的那条通往地狱的路,我知道我不配上天堂.我也不向往天堂里的传说中------很傻很傻的一种想法:到底为什么屈原最后会选择那条路?他没有其它选择了吗?
在无尽空虚的夜里,我不寂寞.因为我总是有很多的心事想找个人倾诉?我的朋友.他们呢又在哪儿?孤独的人总会为了解脱犯错,我闭上眼睛就是天黑,天黑了以后在梦中寻找来时的轨迹,伤心绝望只是暂时的,我相信我自己是个乐观主义者,我要做的事还没做完,只要没有人再让我痛楚,我想我是不会就那么不甘心的离开的.
只要用心去完成自己的事,何必去理会别人的话? 一切都会好的，不是吗?
In the vacation I read the book which is called the phantom of the opera.
In fact ,it is a wonderful book, the story was terrific, the girl Christine is a very good singer, because “the angel of music” helps her everywhere, Angel of Music" actually is the Phantom, and there is a young man called Raoul is Christine’s lover, they love each other, but the Phantom likes Christine very much, so they started compete, at last the Phantom gives Christine up and go away. Christine and Raoul get married.
The story is so great, it tell us to give more love to the others, don’t just like the beautiful things, and the ugly one will become gold because his nice heart.
The most beautiful part f this book is the end, no body in Paris ever saw Raoul and Christine again. Perhaps they took a train to the north, and lived a quiet, happy life together there. Perhaps Christine’s wonderful voice is still singing, somewhere in the cold and beautiful mountains of Norway. Who knows?
