Monday, December 30, 2013

我只能为你画一张小卡片记

喧哗的城市里,找不了一个属于自己的地方。
茫茫人海中,看见了自己的微小。
看见他人脸上挂着的微笑,心里开始觉得生活似乎是一场梦。

曾经因为一个夕阳,一朵漂浮的云,抬头仰望着天空,就会觉得兴奋, 快乐。
但, 现在,又有多少人以失去了这平凡的幸福?
可能你会自我安慰的说,“明天还看得见啊,为何那么注重这种小事?”
然而,现在的我,就只想看今天的云彩与夕阳。
一旦过去了,就只剩下,淡淡的悔意与挽不回的过去。

心情不好时,我都喜欢游泳。
像只鱼缸里的鱼,向前冲,到了尽头,转个身,依旧前进。
然后才发觉,原来,我一直在“鱼缸”里徘徊, 无法逃出缸外的世界。

一句“你好吗?”始终说不出口。
从熟悉到陌生,才发现,原来世上的情,似乎没能长久。
我的离去,应该是你喜悦的开始。
那就让我默默地离去,寻找一个属于我的地方。

-晚安-

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

When books became friend :)

Too many think too lightly of sin, and therefore think lightly of the Saviour. 

He who has stood before his God, convicted and condemned, with the rope about his neck,  is the man to weep for joy when he is pardoned, to hate the evil which has been forgiven him, and to live to the honour of the Reformer by whose blood he has been cleansed.

-Spurgeon-