一个人的脸上有太多的笑 ，是因为心里有很多不愉快的事情

总有一些人，他们看上去整天都很开心，嘻嘻哈哈的，没有烦恼，像个小孩，他们会说玩是我最大的乐趣，我很喜欢玩，我什么都会玩人多的时候他们脸上总挂着笑容，好多人都会羡慕他们，然而这其实是他们最悲哀的地方，他们不想让别人看到自己难过的一面，更没有能力一个人独处，因为当夜深人静的时候，他不知道一个人会发生什么事，坐在窗前冥想走过的点滴

没有人读的懂他们，想着想着貌似快乐的他们就会黯然流下一脸的悲伤，然后自己对自己说：其实也没什么，命运吧！所以他们就整天逼自己笑，以此来逃避那些常人所不能不承受的痛苦！

他们貌似很坚强，因为在别人看来，他们什么事都能微笑着去面对，但事实上他们长着世界上最脆弱的心灵，只是长期的伪装使得别人很难发现他们内心深处的创伤。 他们其实非常孤独，虽然看到他们时都是在跟一群人谈天说地，那是因为他们实在不能承受一个人时的折磨！

他们只想简简单单、快快乐乐的活着，期待并且相信每个人给的笑容都是真心的，希望身边的人都是真正的喜欢自己。即使别人小小的意见，也会另他们难过好久，他们真的真的很介意，介意自己不被人喜欢。因为，他们总是为别人想的很多，对别人总是比对自己好；把能对喜欢的人好当做幸福，喜欢别人比喜欢自己多。

他们总是那样，前一秒还伤心的流着泪，后一秒出现在朋友面前的时候，已经满脸溢着灿烂的笑容。有人说他们是向日葵，是的，他们在意的人就像是太阳，在面对太阳的时候永远是明艳的花瓣，而太阳照不到的背面，那悲伤藏得那么好，不愿被看见。

他们向往放纵自由的生活，却必须为了谁很努力的朝另外的一个方向活着，很累很累，却仍是心甘情愿。离自己的梦境越来越来远，不得不面对从未想过的争夺和复杂，恐慌、不知所措。只有面对最信赖的人时，才会卸下盔甲，委屈的流下眼泪。因为在他们心里，笑就是开心，哭就是难过，接近就是喜欢，远离就是讨厌。但其实不是，他们明白了，心好伤，眼泪就没忍住。哭过之后，笑笑得擦干眼泪，说，没关系，我可以做的很好的。

他们好像无所不能，好像总是不会有烦恼，好像什么问题都能轻而易举的解决，总是喜欢喜欢出现在流泪的人面前，笑嘻嘻的逗着笑。而面对自己的问题，他们却茫然无措，面对自己的悲伤，他们只会躲在人们看不见的角落里慢慢由伤口越裂越大。

他们的想法非常简单，说出来的就是心里所想的，肚子里不会拐七道八道的小弯，无心的话可能会引起别人的误解。所以，请别记恨他们，他们从不愿伤害谁，小小的错误就能让他们懊悔很久。

他们其实非常单纯，甚至你曾经给了他一个微笑他也会一辈子记得你的好，因此他们的世界观其实也很简单，他们很容易受蛊惑 ，请不要轻易的伤害他们的感情，因为一旦伤害了，那就将永远弥补不回来！ 如果你身边有这种人请你给予他（她）哪怕是凤毛麟角的那点关怀，让他（她）知道这个世界没有抛弃他们

我是谁

我是谁? 你是否常常这样问自己
我是谁? 总是活在别人的期望里
我是谁? 是谁又擅自帮你定义了
你是谁? 只有不是自己才安全
为什么 你以为这个世界很美丽?
为什么 你爱这个世界胜过爱自己?
为什么 这个世界不给你平等待遇?
为什么 到底做错了什么?
朋友都说你太太太奇怪
在背后把你当成笑话看
每一个动作都被瞎猜
他们说你是个不能容忍的存在
我想要的很很很简单
不过就是最普通的平凡
诚实做自己有时候很难
但是请自己勇敢的试一次看看
会不会 上帝把你的灵魂放错了身体?
会不会 是故意整你不是不小心?
会不会 你常常都觉得力不从心?
会不会 坚持要做自己太危险?
凭什么 难道比较特别就是不对?
凭什么 先下了注解在认识之前?
凭什么 只不过想认真的活一遍?
凭什么 随便就把人定罪?
我是谁 这个问题困扰你多少天多少夜
谁又有资格决定你怎样才是对?

U n me,me n U

You are the leaves

bathing in the sun,

I am the roots

that grow in the dark

太阳的心事

每个人都认为我似太阳。。
太阳般的阳光。。
太阳般的开朗。。
太阳般的活力。。
太阳般的感染力。。


在人们都认为太阳只会开心的同时。。
其实太阳也会有心事。。
可是人们有在乎吗？？
没有。。
他们只在乎的是太阳给于的温暖与阳光。。


Sometimes,
I just feel like I need a break,
because a sun needs to set every once and a while too.


The sun shines so bright that everyone likes the light,
but no one can really

look at it directly and

see it clearly

=3

别人笑我太疯癫， 我笑他人看不穿

----运康

I

I ’m strong on the surface, not all the way through







--yunkang

Random

In between beLIEve ,there is a LIE ..

at the end of FriEND ,there is an END ...

even for LOVER , there is an OVER ...

therefore we have to ForGET,we only can GET something .

LIFE

A flower falls,

even though we love it;

and a weed grows,

even though we do not love it.

Sin运康篇

运康

之

人字拖篇

果然人字拖
不穿不知身体好
男女老少做得到

...

I

postpone death by Living,

by Suffering,

by Error,

by Risking,

by Giving,

by Losing.

....

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing afterher, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of theparty, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, butdue to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he wastoo nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please,let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. 'would you please give mesome salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.'

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, heput the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; whyyou have this hobby? He replied: 'when I was a little boy, I was living nearthe sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the saltycoffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss myhometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there'. Whilesaying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who cantell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home,has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke abouther faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nicetalk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meetsall her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He wassuch a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!
Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princessmarried to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, everytime she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as sheknew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: 'My dearest,please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I saidto you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was sonervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It washard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could bethe start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many timesin my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lieto you for anything..Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't likethe salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the saltycoffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry foranything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for mywhole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you andhave you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again'.Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what'sthe taste of salty coffee?

It's sweet. She replied.

Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but to understand, not to hearbut to listen, not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!!
Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the oneyou like will leave you for the one they love.Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much hecares about you and how lucky he is to have you.Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says,


'...that's her.'