告白

俺のいまの気持言ってか。




ずとうさけのことなんでわからな、




けとう、今の気持は百バ一セントうそらないて、




自信もって。





俺、おまえが話すなら、どんなによくりでも、ちあんこ聞く ；




電話て話すなら、このようなくる、会い だ。




俺海豚がじやないし、おまえも海豚がじやないし。




おまえが歩くなら 、どんなによくりでも、 一绪に歩く 。




今は、たいよりなたいしけど、




いつか、おまえのよくり立ちて。




物事け前と同じこととかできなでも



そよう気持え すかてるから




その世界ちかぐる思 い。




俺 、おまえのこと、好き 。




あの、好きなもかも、




恐らく。

电梯

一栋建筑物，两个电梯，

在交界处中一来一往，

恰似生命中流转般的顺流，有得有失，有聚有散，公平得很。

或许你会很清楚，几楼是你的出发点与目的地；几时是你卡在电梯里等待门开的那一刻。

但，你永远不会知道：

在同一个电梯会遇见谁，

亦在不同的电梯会错过谁....

Itachi

I love Itachi,i really do...

Uchiha Itachi, a character of Naruto who was risked everything to protect the shinobi world: the Leaf Village...And most of all,his little brother,Sasuke.His father was the master mind behind the whole plan.On his order,Itachi joined the secret group as his spy,and in the meantime, he was a double agent,and a spy for the village...His top secret mission was to wipe up the Uchiha clan,in another word, the emotion and inner turnoil he must have felf...to kill his own family.He simply had no alternative.

The time ran out,Itachi completed the mission efficiently,except for one little detail.The only one thing he failed to do,was to kill his little brother.What the most impressed me are that he exterminated his kinsmen in order to save the village and planned every last detail of the fight out,for his lovely brother sake and yet,Sasuke hate him all the time afterwards...

During the last battle,when both of them out of energy and strength, Itachi was just about to take Sasuke’s eyes but instead pokes him on the forehead as he used to that to Sasuke when he was a kid, like poking him when he asked with kunai training and then later a few times more. It was so adorable, yet the way he just drops dead when all of a sudden. From that moment,i was just awaring that i had licked about few drops of ''saltwater''. xD

Well,I know that he just a fabricate people, but I just can't help it to obsess in this kind of character, uncompromising outside and lovely inside.He traded his love for Sasuke's hatred and even still Itachi,died with a smile on his face.

This is the first time that I write my blog post in english,haha,due to my english was not so good and I like to express my mind in mandarin frequently ,because the mandarin grammar is much more expressive and be adepeted for me...Anyway,I m willing to try this thing ,in this moment,for my favorite animation character ever.

Black And White

黑色，是黑暗落寞的我；
白色，是挥着天使之翼的你。

黑色的背景蕴埋着白色的字迹，

意味着什么？

纵使，天使不属于黑暗；
纵使，白色的字迹不再情钟于黑色的背景；

至少对黑色而言，
白色，依旧是它的最佳配色.

为你写诗。

我不是李白，我无法笔落惊风雨，诗成泣鬼神。

我不是方文山，我不能为杰伦之曲作出斐然之词。

我更不是吴克群，我不是很会唱《为你写诗》。

但，我是我自己，所以我能----为你写首诗...

情为何物流万年，
何苦只为一丝甜；
当今落雁几万千，
奈何朝暮仅念娟。

谨此一诗，献给我的灰姑娘。

Unlock

每个人的心中，就像是锁了很多秘密的仓库。
如果你够幸运的话，那么，在一生当中，你会碰到几把可以打开其库的钥匙，
但很多人终其一生，内心的仓库都始终未曾被打开。

而，当我看见她那微笑的表情，却蕴藏着悲伤时，
我发现，那是一把钥匙，
一把能开启我内心的钥匙。

一月十四日

六点五十分，我能感受到阳光从地平线缓缓蔓延，仿佛整个西半球，渐渐地被温暖着；

不到九点整，你战战兢兢地走进教室时，我竟能在摄氏不到二十五度的冷气室里，感受到六点五十分的暖和。

九点十五分，我开始听见钢笔与白纸的“干架”声，很明显，钢笔获胜。因为钢笔能在纸上留下痕迹，而纸却不能。此时此刻，我的钢笔和纸还很爱好和平....因为它们的主人还不愿发起这场战争。

十二点十五分，战争结束，不一样的纸和一样的笔永远人神隔和，永不相见。


这一天的下午，阳光还是好大，你的微笑还是很温暖，虽然微笑的对象不是我，但却暖和了我的心灰意冷。

你的背影渐渐地从人群与转角中消逝，我渐渐地开始怨恨自己，还是那么地想念你。