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June 06 Youth
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what's next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80. Today's Luxuries Are Tomorrow's NecessitiesBy "luxury", we mean "a pleasant and often expensive thing that is not necessary". From a historical point of view, things which Were a luxury when they first came into being all became necessities later. When the electric bulb was first invented in the U.S., it was such a luxury that only government bodies could afford to use it. Nowadays, however, it has reached every part of the world. It is the same case with telephone, TV, and a lot of others, which were all luxuries years ago. Anything, no matter how luxurious it is, will become a necessity when it is widely used. This is true of many of the present luxuries, including mobile phones, cars, computers and many other things. It is known to all that the purpose of the development of science is to make things easy for the mankind, not for only a small number of people. Therefore, the first thing to do after a new invention occurs is to spread it so as to benefit as many people as possible. In the course of the spread, the luxury becomes decreasingly luxurious until in the end it becomes a necessity. This is an objective law, nothing can be an exception. With the quick development of science and technology, the process for many things to become a necessity from a luxury will be greatly shortened. Anything that can be imagined will be invented and in no time becomes a necessity accessible to ordinary people. June 05 风中的听不到的我偏要告诉所有人1。 我想也没想就把MC丢进马桶,它顺着下水管道冲进发臭的水沟,然后随着惯性漂移到许小美的脚跟前面。 这些年许小美一直住在下水道。她是一朵长相怪异精神脆弱的成年女子。她吃力地捡起MC,用衣角抹干封面的污水仔细看着这张被我家余小猫抓得面目全非的CD。 MC本来是我前男朋友天涯送给我的周年纪念礼物,可是他离开我了,也不怪我把它来拿来泄恨。 许小美没有穿内衣。她下垂的乳房把突出的小腹挤压出两道凹痕,连乳头都看不到。也许她知道MC只是暂时忘记了。她不知道有人为了看MC的一场演唱会可以节食两个月。比如我这样的女孩。许小美有着正方形的子宫,她左卵巢的囊肿已经有5岁小孩拳头那么大;她的右卵巢在几年以前已经被切除掉了。卵巢就是女人的第二心脏,她几乎都要没有了。所以她的面容看起来很憔悴,而且很黄,蜡黄。她皮肤褶皱的地方还堆积着从粗大毛孔分泌出来的油脂,可以用来炒个素菜,或者煮个汤。她的眉毛很淡,是灰色,因为长期营养不良再加上居住地过于潮湿,空气中不规矩的细菌占领了她的肌肤表皮。说到这里我想起了我的一个室友。她叫周云。 2。 周云活着的目的好像就是为了她的美丽。晚上,她要用自制的面膜把自己搞得跟鬼一样。一天一个鬼样。可是住在一起久了,也自然地对周云的行为产生了免疫能力。看过<机器人之恋>吗?里面的王国端说,飞行袜是我第二重要的东西,我第一重要的东西是SK-Ⅱ的化妆品。我觉得对周云来讲,她第二重要的东西就是化妆品,第一重要的东西就是她从头到脚的每一寸皮肤。 我那天还把MC借给她了,就十几分钟都不到,她冷冷地把MC甩在我面前说,噪音!我当然受不了她,我也知道像MC这样崇高神圣的音乐不只是要有双耳朵的人属就可以听得懂的!而且像她那种每天只会模仿贞子的女人,俩字:肤浅。难道"你爱我我爱你爱来爱去爱大米"才是她钟情的音乐?! 不过后来,我终究还是把MC丢进了马桶。这都怪天涯。 3。 我都懒得再提他了。不过人怎么可以这么贱呢?明明说好一辈子的嘛,怎么可以出尔反尔!?就因为在我们交往一周年之后出现了一个杨小可。我看那朵女人也不过跟周云一样喜欢扮鬼罢了。这年头,男人都喜欢鬼吗? 天涯,我这里长了小痘痘。天涯,我饿了。报告天涯,我喜欢上你了。 都20好几的快当妈的人了非要做出一副小鸟依人的模样。装可爱!其实我也想依人吖,不过这体型,只能说是鸵鸟依人了。天涯叫我减肥过,可是试问,人世间有几个人能抵挡美食的诱惑呢?我也不爱打扮自己,我想嘛,女人脱了衣服不都是一样吗?哪知道男人还有审美疲劳呢?周云说天涯跟我分手完全是因为我大大咧咧不修边幅。在我们感情危机的那几天,我还真相信了周云一次,让她给我好好打扮了一下。现在想来这也许是我这辈子最大的错!天涯一看到我调头就走,发短信说,当我们从没认识过。 现在好了,他旁边的女人成功缩水变成金丝雀。我却还像个杜鹃一样觊觎她的爱巢,准备下个肥蛋攻占她的领地。 4。 话说回来,许小美眼神呆滞地看了看MC,然后把它随手丢在风中。她迈动肥大的双腿把自己身体移动到阴沟的角落蹲下,等待下一个从马桶冲下来的东西,当然MC不能让解决她的温饱问题。渐渐的,她的身体和潮湿的墙面粘在了一起,她的胃和背脊收缩在一条神经上,她屈膝的空隙挂上了蜘蛛网。而她的左卵巢也彻底颓败,连同酸毒一起从阴道滑出体外。世界安静了。她没有再呼吸。 我呢?需要理请思路,不要因为冲掉了不小心掉在马桶里的MC就引发那么多的联想。毕竟,我一点也不希望变成许小美那样,更不想死在阴沟里。 January 11 握着橘子的手心情很开朗
颜色就像这个小小的橘子
它像一枚纽扣一样安静地躺在我手里,任我把它缝在热烘烘的口腔里面
太阳要融化掉的样子,也把光芒轻轻地排列在我的双手
我那双握着橘子的手~
橘子的味道非常清新
像走过一列停止的车厢,把脚踏上坚实的大地
背上行囊,望向故乡
这个下午,我迎来了美好的阳光心情
我要把它留住
在每个伤心的日子把它从心里翻出来
我也记得在曾经伤心的日子
把藏在抽屉里面的往事翻出来
......
我想
就这样吧,安静的独享这一份另人意外的喜悦
我骄傲的心
也终于容下了一个橘子的体积
我握着橘子的手
也
被一个男孩的手握过
他像攒着元宝一样攒着我的拳头
冬天的确很冷
特别是在异乡
然而,每当我遭遇那样轻微的幸福
暖意从内心蔓延
现在,我书写很了很多字行
温暖来自家乡,与那份被保护的温暖是孑然不同的感觉
但同样的,都是享受!
久违的清新和香甜
我已品尝到第三个饱满的橘子
我握着橘子的手
染满橙色的果汁
我的心情依然平静而开朗
......
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