Since I started writing blog.... I should say since I quited my job, those blogs I wrote are very gloomy, blue... my friends who read my blogs are worrying about me and attempted to counselling me and cheering me up.
Indeed, I aware that my blogs are very depressing, I guess that because after I quitted my job, I have too much free time that makes me keep thinking, thinking about what I want, thinking about what I'm pursuiting, thinking about the meaning and the goal of my life... I had been thinking a lot lately, I realized how fragile and weak I am, the helpless and loneliness like a vicious flood submerging my heart gradually, secretly eating my soul until empty without any struggling.
Luckily, I have a whole bunch of good friends who are selfishless grabbing my hand and embracing me tightly to prevent me fell into the deep hazardous ravine.
Now, I write this blog to memorize and reminds me this moment and the moaning period that I had been through in the rest of my life. Do not give up.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sailing
Sailing a ship by myself in the middle of the night, the darkness is swallowing the whole visual sight as the moonlight was hidden to nowhere; can't even find a star from the sky. The whistle wind bringing the rhythmic waves and pushing my boat moving forward.
Suddenly, the appearence of fog like bringing an army troop wrapping the surface of the sea rapidly; apparently, my boat was also covered by the furious fog immediately. The wind has gone to nowhere, and the waves is stop beating, everything becomes quiet and peaceful.
My ship stops sailing gradually as the wind is stopping, I cannot differential each direction as I am surrounded by the misty fog; here I am, getting lost at the middle of the sea with a blurry and scary sight.
My heart starts pounding faster, and my palm starts sweating, I'm scare and terrified, but there is nothing I can do, but just staying in my ship and waiting for the arrival of the dawn. As I believe I will sail out this brutal circumstance through a brighty sunny day with a breezy wind.
Suddenly, the appearence of fog like bringing an army troop wrapping the surface of the sea rapidly; apparently, my boat was also covered by the furious fog immediately. The wind has gone to nowhere, and the waves is stop beating, everything becomes quiet and peaceful.
My ship stops sailing gradually as the wind is stopping, I cannot differential each direction as I am surrounded by the misty fog; here I am, getting lost at the middle of the sea with a blurry and scary sight.
My heart starts pounding faster, and my palm starts sweating, I'm scare and terrified, but there is nothing I can do, but just staying in my ship and waiting for the arrival of the dawn. As I believe I will sail out this brutal circumstance through a brighty sunny day with a breezy wind.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
年年难过，年年过
整个新年期间，都是被炮竹声和舞狮的锣鼓声嘈醒的。相比在两年前，对着皑皑白雪和墨守成规死板的工作流程，今年的新年年味是重了。然而，朋友们却说今年的新年没有以往的热闹，的确。新年前的通货膨涨压力，南马的洪水泛滥；今年很多人都是缩紧腰带，咬着牙关的过年。强颜欢笑背后的心酸，只有自己知道。
在这个社会当中，面子固然重要，但是相较与内心的压力和踏实；很多人依然选择前者，人们情愿打肿脸皮充胖子，带着光鲜亮丽的面罩做人；内心的痛苦与挣扎掩饰得毫无破绽。做个被虚荣心俘辱的奴隶。
而我，亦是如此；过年期间遇到不少别来无恙的老朋友，想打开话匣子好好聊一聊；但由于面子问题和新年的欢闹气氛，我都不敢对他们说我最近过得不好，而尽量扯开话题聊别的。但我相信他们可以从我虚伪的爽朗笑声和躲在角落的沉默不语中找到答案。。。因为我知道我不是一个伪装高手。
在此，我祝愿大家：新年快乐，万事如意，兔气扬眉，兔显魅力，兔飞猛进，扬眉兔气，Happy Chinese New Year 兔 you。
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011
count each day
Since I started writing blog.... I should say since I quited my job, those blogs I wrote are very gloomy, blue... my friends who read my blogs are worrying about me and attempted to counselling me and cheering me up.
Indeed, I aware that my blogs are very depressing, I guess that because after I quitted my job, I have too much free time that makes me keep thinking, thinking about what I want, thinking about what I'm pursuiting, thinking about the meaning and the goal of my life... I had been thinking a lot lately, I realized how fragile and weak I am, the helpless and loneliness like a vicious flood submerging my heart gradually, secretly eating my soul until empty without any struggling.
Luckily, I have a whole bunch of good friends who are selfishless grabbing my hand and embracing me tightly to prevent me fell into the deep hazardous ravine.
Now, I write this blog to memorize and reminds me this moment and the moaning period that I had been through in the rest of my life. Do not give up.
Indeed, I aware that my blogs are very depressing, I guess that because after I quitted my job, I have too much free time that makes me keep thinking, thinking about what I want, thinking about what I'm pursuiting, thinking about the meaning and the goal of my life... I had been thinking a lot lately, I realized how fragile and weak I am, the helpless and loneliness like a vicious flood submerging my heart gradually, secretly eating my soul until empty without any struggling.
Luckily, I have a whole bunch of good friends who are selfishless grabbing my hand and embracing me tightly to prevent me fell into the deep hazardous ravine.
Now, I write this blog to memorize and reminds me this moment and the moaning period that I had been through in the rest of my life. Do not give up.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sailing
Sailing a ship by myself in the middle of the night, the darkness is swallowing the whole visual sight as the moonlight was hidden to nowhere; can't even find a star from the sky. The whistle wind bringing the rhythmic waves and pushing my boat moving forward.
Suddenly, the appearence of fog like bringing an army troop wrapping the surface of the sea rapidly; apparently, my boat was also covered by the furious fog immediately. The wind has gone to nowhere, and the waves is stop beating, everything becomes quiet and peaceful.
My ship stops sailing gradually as the wind is stopping, I cannot differential each direction as I am surrounded by the misty fog; here I am, getting lost at the middle of the sea with a blurry and scary sight.
My heart starts pounding faster, and my palm starts sweating, I'm scare and terrified, but there is nothing I can do, but just staying in my ship and waiting for the arrival of the dawn. As I believe I will sail out this brutal circumstance through a brighty sunny day with a breezy wind.
Suddenly, the appearence of fog like bringing an army troop wrapping the surface of the sea rapidly; apparently, my boat was also covered by the furious fog immediately. The wind has gone to nowhere, and the waves is stop beating, everything becomes quiet and peaceful.
My ship stops sailing gradually as the wind is stopping, I cannot differential each direction as I am surrounded by the misty fog; here I am, getting lost at the middle of the sea with a blurry and scary sight.
My heart starts pounding faster, and my palm starts sweating, I'm scare and terrified, but there is nothing I can do, but just staying in my ship and waiting for the arrival of the dawn. As I believe I will sail out this brutal circumstance through a brighty sunny day with a breezy wind.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
年年难过，年年过
整个新年期间，都是被炮竹声和舞狮的锣鼓声嘈醒的。相比在两年前，对着皑皑白雪和墨守成规死板的工作流程，今年的新年年味是重了。然而，朋友们却说今年的新年没有以往的热闹，的确。新年前的通货膨涨压力，南马的洪水泛滥；今年很多人都是缩紧腰带，咬着牙关的过年。强颜欢笑背后的心酸，只有自己知道。
在这个社会当中，面子固然重要，但是相较与内心的压力和踏实；很多人依然选择前者，人们情愿打肿脸皮充胖子，带着光鲜亮丽的面罩做人；内心的痛苦与挣扎掩饰得毫无破绽。做个被虚荣心俘辱的奴隶。
而我，亦是如此；过年期间遇到不少别来无恙的老朋友，想打开话匣子好好聊一聊；但由于面子问题和新年的欢闹气氛，我都不敢对他们说我最近过得不好，而尽量扯开话题聊别的。但我相信他们可以从我虚伪的爽朗笑声和躲在角落的沉默不语中找到答案。。。因为我知道我不是一个伪装高手。
在此，我祝愿大家：新年快乐，万事如意，兔气扬眉，兔显魅力，兔飞猛进，扬眉兔气，Happy Chinese New Year 兔 you。
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