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愛情幻想



就是那種看起來沉甸甸,素白的花朵,不像臘梅的幽香寂寂,願者上鉤;也不像杜鵑,裊嬝娜娜,有左右逢源的笑容。她氣質敦厚,也帶一點兒伶俐,像鄰居家里文靜會過日子,最後嫁到一個好人家的女孩。 
小時候,大概是九十年代中後期,到了初夏,在路上走著,時不時看到有女人斜斜地簪一朵梔子花,這裡面俏眉俏眼的,自然是更添一份風情,而五官平淡的,被梔子一襯,髮絲也烏黑了,眼神也水潤了。只是當時的我已經知道,白色花朵是不可以隨便帶的,於是問母親:“為什麼你們都戴梔子,那不是白花嗎?”母親答:“梔子不算白花的。”當時年幼,對此感到費解,現在想來,也許是那樣潮潤的甜香不會讓人想到所謂不吉利,也可能是,那樣豐饒而中規中矩,媚態橫生而不越雷池半步的美,是每個良家女子都可以承受的嬌豔。是以女人們將她排除在禁忌之外,讓她整個夏天棲息在自己的耳後,散發甜蜜的氣息。 
香。香得讓人忘乎所以,香得持續而妥帖。每次聞著聞著,鼻子就會伸進花芯裡去。就有人在一邊提醒:“不要靠太近,有蟲子。”我回過神來,定睛一看,的確有數量可觀的黑色小爬蟲在脆嫩的花芯裡忙著進進出出,藏得深,不留心是看不到的。於是問:“這麼乾淨的花怎麼會有蟲子?”對方答曰:“每一朵都有啊!”我挨個檢閱,果真如此。和我說著話的這個女孩子往來室內清潔打掃,拂去几案上的灰塵,又拉開窗簾。陽光通透,傾瀉下來灑在她一張皮膚白膩,年輕純潔的臉上。她也是那種睡在由粉色格子佈床單鋪著的小木床上長大的女孩子,可是突然就放棄家鄉小城的安穩生活,選擇到這個高速旋轉的城市來漂泊,此處已是她在這個城市的第三個家。 
“每年夏天,我都會去鄉下摘好多梔子花。”她迷戀這種花,人們總是喜歡於自己氣味相近的事物。她也是溫厚而靈巧的,可眼中常常閃爍著倔強的光。 
小家碧玉也不免心裡蠢蠢欲動吧,這種一點點活泛起來的心思像是花芯裡的小小昆蟲,它們不能將一朵梔子變成罌粟,不會改變她的潔淨清新,但會因為多了這三分波瀾而顯出一點點邪氣,也非常可愛。 
現在已經沒有女人簪著一朵搖搖欲墜梔子花出門了吧,在這個年頭用植物裝飾自己顯得有些格格不入。而梔子樹變得難以尋到。有一天,我偶然經過一所破敗的小學,忽覺花氣襲人,走進去一瞧,呵,一樹梔子花開得源源不斷。我對著她發了會兒愣,雖然只是草木,但畢竟是有生命的,我想,她在用她的香氣和我說話也不一定,若真是說話,那樣豐厚又清冽的芬芳,就是在訴說一個女人的愛情幻想和生活理想呀!
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民間女子


他是王,我是他的女兒,他不是很英俊,但是他有一種很沉穩的氣質。 
我對他沒有任何的感覺,我是他跟民間女子所生的私生女。 
一直跟隨母親生活在民間,無意間見到了他,他的後面跟了那麼多侍衛。 
他見到我的時候眼睛裡並沒有放出光來,儘管我跟我的母親是那麼的相似。 
本來內心那點激動與緊張也隨著他的冷漠蕩然無存了。 
怎麼會沒感覺呢!畢竟那是我的父親,儘管他跟我之間沒有一般父女般的親密。因為他是那麼的高高在上; 
儘管我多麼想喊他一聲:“父王!” 
儘管我多麼想讓她見到我的時候有滿眶的熱淚,能緊緊的握住我的手; 
可一切都那麼的不可能,一切都沒發生。 
因為他是那麼的高高在上! 
也或許他並不愛我的母親, 
可既然那麼的高高在上,既然不愛我的母親那我的出生又要給予什麼樣的解釋? 
一切的冷漠刺痛了我的心。 
在此刻我心疼起了我的母親。 
她守了那麼多年,為的是什麼呢? 
我決定不把他稱他,因為我們之間那麼的陌生,比陌生人還要陌生。 
我決定像別人一樣稱他為王。 
因為除了生了我,我們之間毫無關係。 
…… 
我見到了王的王后! 
身邊跟著一群侍女,每個都是那麼的小心翼翼,從而也看出來了每個人都她都有懼意。 
王的王后如一般小說裡那般容不下我;見到我,她只是用她的眼睛掃了一下站在那裡的我。儘管她知道我是他夫君流落在民間的女兒。 
也是,我是她丈夫跟別的女人生的孩子她怎麼會容得下我呢? 
但我清楚記得我的母親比她的年齡大呀? 
也許這一切只有王能給予解釋! 
可王卻那麼冷漠! 
在離她很遠的地方有一些人指著我議論紛紛。我知道那是世俗的嘲諷,在這個年代不會有同情,在這個地方更不會! 
我見到了王的三個王子們,個個放蕩不羈、玩世不恭。看到他們我只有一副似笑非笑的表情。 
這是嘲笑嗎?什麼時候不知不覺我竟也學會了嘲笑別人,那對於自己的可悲我又要抱以什麼樣的表情呢? 
終於對於這裡的所有人我也冷漠起來了、我變得麻木了。 
他出現了,原本我以為我對這裡的一切不會有感覺。 
可做不到了,因為他出現了,他對我笑了一下。他是個很有親和力的人,是王收養的五個孩子中的其中之一。 
王后對他很嚴勵他對王后很恭敬。 
也許存有感激之情吧,畢竟他們收養了他,具體的原因只有他知道。 
除了在冰面上他拉了我一把,我們之間沒有太多的接觸, 
或許生存在這個高牆大院中的人都習慣了這種冷漠吧! 
但他每次對我的笑讓我感覺到他的內心是溫暖的, 
從此我就關注著她,因為自己愛上了他。 
在要赴戰場的時候他笑對我說了一句:“等我!” 
從此,我有了生存下去的理由與勇氣。 
因為他的那句:“等我”讓我明白他也是愛我的。 
為了他我會等下去, 
為了我他會凱旋歸來。 
因為只有我們都活著才能相愛!

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值得回憶的



永遠的我 
只能是一個人的我。身邊沒有人能陪伴我的我。即使是愛我的人,心裡會有嗎? 
    我不想再回憶了,痛苦的愛早已經過去了,我想我早就已經放下了。確實,我真的已經放下了,只是, 
那段回憶沒在我認為最美好的回憶,卻始終的繚繞在我的腦海之中。到底,我是不是要忘記呢!過去的都已 
經過去了。再怎樣回憶都沒有用。確實,很多人都這樣的跟我說,我也是這樣的認為的。愛嗎?我擁有了, 
友情嗎?我也擁有。只是,心靈上那處空白到底是什麼呢? 
    我喜歡寂寞,卻又反感寂寞。我不懂,這是為何。明明應該快樂的我,卻是那麼的悲傷。至少,在我認 
為是悲傷的吧!我在笑,開懷的大笑。哈哈,哈哈。所有的人都認為是個瘋子,做的事,說的話。所有人都 
是這樣的認為。只是,真的是這樣嗎?我不想說,也不願意說,既然你們這樣的認為就這樣好了。我的世界 
又何須別人來琢磨。我不需要別人懂我,只要我自己能夠不再迷茫就好了。至少我這樣的認為。 
    我吵,我鬧真的只是因為我的性格嗎?呵呵,不是的,我的性格怎麼會是這樣呢?我只是想讓自己不孤 
單,僅此而已,我只想快樂點,就是這樣。只是,再多的快樂又有什麼用啊!快樂過後還有要悲傷,還是要 
哭。我哭,大聲的哭泣,只是,誰能來安慰我。痛苦過後,我還是一個人,靜靜的,抽著煙,回憶過往的曾 
經。靜靜的,流下悲傷的淚水。 
    有過的夜晚,從夢中醒來,再也無法安睡。腦海中,是一片空白。常常在睡前想著,如果這一覺不會再 
醒來該多好,只是每次都會失望的。 
    呵呵,深夜沒想到還有人陪我悲傷!是啊,過去的都過去了,凡是都應該看開點才對啊。只是,我真的 
能看開嗎?忘記那些該忘記的東西。明天,會更好的。動了情,卻傷了心。真愛難求,長說要找個愛你的人 
去好好愛她,只是真的能愛嗎?忘記從新,從今天氣,不要再做感性的人了。將過去徹底的斬斷,讓未來更 
美好。忘記改忘記,留住值得回憶的才是對的 blogcu blog1 over-blog blog-city scomu. bloggista realtown blip babycrowd




pass away


Just shooting objective truth, there are rational people can feel proud of being Chinese. 
Who is to forget history, and who is to beautify the war, is Japan or China? 
I think this should be a it! 
Yes, we are indeed critical of Japan also forget history and whitewashing the war, although we do not recognize. The cruelties of war over the extent of non-participation in the war could have imagined. Anyone who are reluctant to rule in other people's power politics and life. Books in the “no war and the enemy soldiers,” the idealized this war in the real world will never exist. There must be a war and killing. We do not have personal experience, but the forefathers did not have to choose to bear. We carry only the debris of their memory. We have read the “Nanjing! Nanjing! “” John - Rabe, “” Iris Chang “,” Children of Huangshi “,” Tokyo Trial “,” Nanjing catastrophe “This documentary film, they are from different countries of the photographer, representing different positions choose a different perspective about the different story. Who is clearly one of the shocking killings, rapes, less than a true description of the degree of cruelty, one of the nine cattle hair. Far there is no detailed and accurate historical data. It can not be the kind of brutal pain reproduction. 
Remember a period of dialogue, 
Q: What can you sad tears in half an hour? 
A: The random group of “China's modern history.” 
In modern Chinese history, the Nanjing Massacre is the most heavy sum. 
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mighty tall


In the film can be found to clear all the Chinese anything, such as a rooster, a pig, a donkey can be so stupid Japanese Devils suffered. Mix-up as a female college student Devils Iimori to Japan, the two witty little boy to let go of urine and a toad into a devil's kettle Village … …. Scenes of the plot is laugh, let us have forgotten the pain, unconsciously mouth filled with the spirit of Ah Q-style victory happiness. 
Justice will prevail over evil, this is the fact that the same time immemorial. Ultimately we have an extremely high price in return for a long time victory. Since we won, it is puzzling why the majority in China on the anti-Japanese movie full of endless self-comfort, but also known as “red” to flaunt their own classic practical significance. If only a few such  movie, it is nothing. Why such as “raise their hands”, “Qiao Ben Miao escape,” “underground transport station” films such as these are endless, even ah? I do not know of such a false reading of whether the film was followed by laughter endless tragedy. I am not sure whether our children and grandchildren can realize that in 1937 the share of suffering. In the present, we are the next generation, and even we, a small number of people have gradually become more that eight years of resistance is not history textbooks taught extreme hard, on the contrary full of fun and laughter. As female college students who use “ridiculous” to describe the brutal war. China in this war is not entirely the victims, but rather plays a mischievous child, occasionally come up with something mischievous to allow Japan a disadvantage. Let us play in Japan hands. Chinese people all heroes, heroic resourcefulness, the Japanese all idiot, stupid sluggish. 
Intended that such films may wish to change the film's brutal past, give you a relaxed feeling, beyond reproach. But this period of history does not allow entertainment, if the director and the box office for its own interests, only to meet the public's appetite, and his judgments and the positioning of war undeniable deviation. Want to express the Chinese people's indomitable courage, need not belittle our enemies, thus reflecting our mighty tall.  travelblog blogspace blogourt press9 sienta makusta nipox shashin-haiku rakuten




romantic nationalism



“Never mind this evening, we look at movies,” says one of the girls on the fashionable dress next to her boyfriend said. 
“It's two films have seen, or we go out it” 
“No you, these two films were very funny,” said girls to boys. 
“… … Oh, OK,” the boys seem reluctant, but could not resist the temptation to make girlfriend, and a last resort and agreed to. 
… … 
The evening, the moon the absence of the distant night called not only a few names of big stars came beans Stars, the entire campus was dark. Lodgers in the crowded dormitories of playing cards. Unbridled voice, rough voice, ear-piercing sound, so that nothing of my mind a sense of suppressed escaped the general came out breathe. Will want to study, but not in the mood to Saturdays, then walk alone in remote paths on campus. Campus is not a lot of people, I certainly expect to see a part of movie. After another morning to see the white banner, remains a lonely, lonely still, hanging on the Platanus tall trees between the two, along with the rhythm of the swaying gently. Above the black in the dim light could not have been resolved, almost melting into the black night. At the moment can not help some of the hearts of disappointed. 
The hearts of emergency, there is no purpose of walking, walked, I do not know how many around the bend, looked even teaching came in front of the building on the 2nd, here is the history and culture of the teaching area. Have come, you simply go sit! 
Has just stepped into the classroom to the multimedia corridor, I heard voices inside, 
When he saw Guo Tatsu plays a simple farmer, the such as silly as a group of Japanese soldiers lost in a fog of playing time, classrooms will laugh from time to time broke out bursts of laughter and applause applause hit section, these voices tear a tranquil and harmonious night, out of the classroom to stimulate my eardrum, collision my heart. At this time I suddenly have a non-language table sorrow, a kind of inner intelligence underestimated the surging anger. I am thinking in there and they are generally complex romantic nationalism, but it is not nationalists. I deeply love this land, but not fanatical. myspace bricoblog nourishing toutlecine auto-blog monbebeblog cuisineblog designblog blogparty




belief


Upon the establishment of a lot of separation is Forever. Turned, that is to say farewell. For these ideas, I have deep-rooted belief. I also know this to go on, I will because of his pessimism and a lifetime involvement. However, these lingering pessimism seems, they even let me become the heart of a kind of beauty, but that this US-let me in tears and heartbreak. 
Thus, discrete and miss as if life has become my main content, and each day are suitable for discrete as well as miss the days to come, they are those who write or I did not write the poem's subject. 

Perhaps, there is no chronology and warmth to those gathered, discrete would not have pain. And those far away, such as the interval between the End of the World, it merely increased the weight of thoughts. Therefore, a very long time, I would also like such as Lin does not appear in the many gatherings. 
May be growing old, because too discrete pain, I began to learn how to treasure the time together. As the initial idea of a strong yearning for the distant, yearning is to enable to meet more beautiful. 
Unfortunately, I seemed to become increasingly fragile, and the greed of the meet, to avoid a separate. 

After the separation, a gust of wind, plume cloud, a leaf, a grass stem, or just a moment there is no reason, it will remind me of distant places, those places may be in fact a very abstract thing, but because of you has a very beautiful. 
Quiet time, I still like to sit in the afternoon light, some people think of something quietly. At the time, light and perhaps a flurried messy Come Come indistinct, but precisely. I can follow these messy return to the passing of time and space, at that time and space, you leap to tell, I quietly listen and smile. 
Poly far more than a day together so short, so long missing. In some cases, tears still down quietly, but always sweet. 

A person walking in the landscape, the perhaps too lonely, I will rely on a miss, as I rely on the text. In those missing in the scenic break  has never been separated, you have been the opposite in my eyes, and we smile. 
Buddha, heart empty space law. Buddha also said that rather than wind-driven, not Hatabu dynamic is moving the hearts of people. Brought their own sadness, then happiness is also found in their own. Such thinking, just do not care to meet and discrete. In visible places, my eyes and you together; in invisible places, my heart is with you. 
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