我是个登山者，我害怕的不是跌倒，我害怕的是我征服不了。

没有人能够理解这个比赛对我的意义有多大，因为这也不就是个羽毛球比赛而已。

难过，因为我更本没有打出自己的东西出来，就这样输了，第一次我觉得打羽毛球很痛苦，心里面的失落感，让我一厥不振。

有种放弃的念头油然而生，

有点对羽毛球失去了热情。

我问我自己为何当初如此热爱？为何当初要手握球拍？

从早上7点起床，8点30分到赛场，12点才到我打，身心已有所疲倦。

是签运问题？....我只能给我自己找个这样的借口，来恬适我极度失望的心情。

整个过程不超过20分钟

我面对不了场上那么多眼神所对我的期盼，而我所得到的结果如此糟糕，眼神从期盼转为嘲笑与失望。

还是实际的做好每一样事情吧。

.

读我东西的倾听者。

谢谢你们借我，你们的眼睛。

靖与众勉之。

友谊是流星，稍稍渐逊。时光如梭。

＂激战＂里有一句台词，＂人如果没有经历，就不是人，是人都该有经历＂　

　

ＪＲｅｙｅｚ＇ｓ　ｆｒｉｅｎｄ　ｏｒ　ｆｏｅ．　

＂you ever have one of those friends that you put all of your trust in
only a couple years or someone that you grew up with
and then they backstab you, acting like that shit was nothing
like they never really had you and then you feel disgusted
for even being friends with, someone who was pretending
anytime they needed help, your hand was there to lend it 
no detection, feeling stupid to not ever suspect it 
well they did a fuckin' good job of trickin' just to blend in
one day they're your best friend and then they're gone in seconds
to feel a little better, tell yourself you learned a lesson
but that shit affected your life, the way you view it＂


我现在才知道，我们不是无话不说的。


有些回忆，会跟随我入土。


眷恋在这世上的，带不走。


人一生可贵的到底是什么...








　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

顿悟，世间无完美，上帝并非玩弄，而是生命的真谛需要慢慢体悟。

  凌晨5点，待会打球。

成长不是随之年龄，而是随之经历，我的性格注定了我早年坎坷。

愿我这一生犹如风般，来无声，去无影。

尽孝道，完天命。 

我跌跌撞撞顿悟了许许多多的道理，真正的放下，无需任何申明，而是淡定的仿佛一切不愉快不曾发生，心如止水造就沉默是金。

感谢我身边的朋友与事物，赋予我无限灵感，每一句话，每一个行为，都深深的让我有所体悟。

右脑所刻画出来的画面，无限美妙。各种感受尽收心里。

一杯温暖的咖啡，给了我对新的一天有所展望。

颠倒的作息，无节制的浪费每一分钟，使我内心深处总环绕着一股幽幽的罪恶感。

我必须善待我自己。爱自己才能爱别人。给与别人拥抱的同时也在接纳别人的拥抱。

每当我即将深睡前，半清晰的思路中，你总是出现，似乎在对我述说，人间有天使，而我曾与之共处。我流泪，因为我舍不得我们就这样疏远。

我舍不得，命运没有把我们编织在一起。而是让我们交叉相遇，近在几尺却远如光年。

离过两次婚的钟丽缇说，删除过去的回忆应该是立刻的。人生何其短，应该珍惜爱情。期待爱情。

给自己一巴掌，把自己给打醒吧。自己惩罚自己是另一种境界。

每当我用文字抒发的时候是多么的平静，仿佛心跳因此而缓慢。

每当我拿起球拍的时候，仿佛一场战役的号角并时响起。

心跳，更是为此而跳动。

靖。

愿余生心安理得。

The more ignorance and pitiless you are, more peaceful you ll have.

 Have you ever fall off onto ground accidentally regardless of any reason and when you get up, you clean up your wounds slowly and carefully meanwhile try to figure out why and how is this happening..but the pieces of memories just too blurry you hardly can tell what was actually happened..

I ll bet everyone does, it may not literally happens with the way i described...but somehow we ll experience a fall down at least once in our lifetime and more than once that we have got ourselves wounded , in terms of everything, friendships, love, career...

If you care too much, you would be the one who suffers. 

It is better to just carry on without reminding ourselves of the past which has pain in it, wounds can be healed scars don't, Instead of grief over the scars, i will rather expect something happier to come. 

What had happened between us may just look like a tiny bit of matter, but scars never fade easily.

To achieve happiness, we go through misery. 

Ignorance is your weapon, a weapon that loaded with the bullets of peace.

heartless and cruel are your shelter.

The more pitiless to the surrounding the better you ll do with the mankind issues, ironically....