I feel very frustrated....
I'm just tired of everything
I feel cheated...
cheated by an unfaithful heart...
cheated by a lost soul...
cheated by someone hurt me.
I feel my world is a world of essence
not a world of emptiness,
by corruption of people
who shouldn't appear in my life.
Why can I spend time
but not thou?
Why can I give my faith
but not thee?
Perhaps you are different,
I am different...
You may walk away and left me behind,
for I will not stop you,
nor I will chase you back,
but don't turn back to me,
cause you may dishonour my loyalty,
and that with all I did faithfully.
Live the life you want,
and you are set free.
If you can't devoted time for this,
prove me that,
then I believe that your soul are weak,
and I will let it be.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Childhood Days
When you came into the world, she held you in her arms.
You thanked her by weeping your eyes out.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your ms with love.
You thanked her by tossing you’re your plate on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, “I’m not going!”
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor’s window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shown.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.
Those teenage Years
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.
Growing Old and Gray
When you were 19, she paid your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, “It’s none of your business.”
When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, “I don’t want to be like you.”
When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.
When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.
When you were 24, she met your fiancé and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, “Mother, please!”
When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, “Things are different now.”
When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative’s birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were “really busy right now.”
When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then one day she quietly died.
And everything you never did come crashing down like thunder.
“Rock me baby, rock me all night long.”
“The hand who rocks the cradle … may rock the world.”
Let us a moment of the time just to pay tribute and show appreciation to the person called mom though some may not say it openly to their mother. There’s no substitute for her. Cherish every single moment. Though a times she may not be the best of friends, may not agree to our thoughts, she is still your mother! She will be there for you … to listen to your woes, your bragging, your frustrations, etc. Ask yourself … have you put aside enough time for her, to listen to her “blues” of working in the kitchen, her tiredness? Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect though you may have a different view from hers. Once gone, only fond memories of the past and also regrets will be left.
Don’t take for granted the things closest to your heart. Love her more than you love yourself. Life is meaningless without her …
You thanked her by weeping your eyes out.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.
You thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.
You thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your ms with love.
You thanked her by tossing you’re your plate on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons.
You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the holidays.
You thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.
You thanked her by screaming, “I’m not going!”
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.
You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor’s window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream.
You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons.
You thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shown.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.
Those teenage Years
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.
You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a hug.
You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.
You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.
You thanked her by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.
Growing Old and Gray
When you were 19, she paid your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags.
You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, “It’s none of your business.”
When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your future.
You thanked her by saying, “I don’t want to be like you.”
When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation.
You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.
When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment.
You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.
When you were 24, she met your fiancé and asked about your plans for the future.
You thanked her by glaring and growling, “Mother, please!”
When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.
You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, “Things are different now.”
When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relative’s birthday.
You thanked her by saying you were “really busy right now.”
When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.
You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then one day she quietly died.
And everything you never did come crashing down like thunder.
“Rock me baby, rock me all night long.”
“The hand who rocks the cradle … may rock the world.”
Let us a moment of the time just to pay tribute and show appreciation to the person called mom though some may not say it openly to their mother. There’s no substitute for her. Cherish every single moment. Though a times she may not be the best of friends, may not agree to our thoughts, she is still your mother! She will be there for you … to listen to your woes, your bragging, your frustrations, etc. Ask yourself … have you put aside enough time for her, to listen to her “blues” of working in the kitchen, her tiredness? Be tactful, loving and still show her due respect though you may have a different view from hers. Once gone, only fond memories of the past and also regrets will be left.
Don’t take for granted the things closest to your heart. Love her more than you love yourself. Life is meaningless without her …
Sunday, February 8, 2009
兰亭序
兰亭临帖 行书如行云流水
月下门棰 心细如你脚步碎
忙不迭 千年碑易拓 却难拓你的美
剩几阕 真心能给谁
牧笛横吹 黄酒小菜有几碟
夕阳余晖 如你的羞怯似醉
我本已写 而墨香不退淤泥都有余味
一竿朱砂 到底揭了谁
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
弹指岁月 轻唱清歌净延绵
青丝半截 回眸一笑你婉约
恨了美 你摇铜镜叹 谁让你蹙秀眉
而声回 徒留胭脂味
人雁南飞 转身欲别离溅泪
菊已八月 收揽回忆怎么睡
又怎么会 心事密封搜刮谁睁着眼对
落花怨蝶 你会怨着谁
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
手书无愧 无惧人间是非
雨的蕉叶 又消瘦了几夜
我等着泪 来提醒你爱谁
月下门棰 心细如你脚步碎
忙不迭 千年碑易拓 却难拓你的美
剩几阕 真心能给谁
牧笛横吹 黄酒小菜有几碟
夕阳余晖 如你的羞怯似醉
我本已写 而墨香不退淤泥都有余味
一竿朱砂 到底揭了谁
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
弹指岁月 轻唱清歌净延绵
青丝半截 回眸一笑你婉约
恨了美 你摇铜镜叹 谁让你蹙秀眉
而声回 徒留胭脂味
人雁南飞 转身欲别离溅泪
菊已八月 收揽回忆怎么睡
又怎么会 心事密封搜刮谁睁着眼对
落花怨蝶 你会怨着谁
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
悬笔欲绝 那岸边浪千叠
情字何解 怎落笔都不对
而我独缺 你一生的了解
无花风月 我提取的泥灰
手书无愧 无惧人间是非
雨的蕉叶 又消瘦了几夜
我等着泪 来提醒你爱谁
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