有一种爱叫做放弃，那是对你最深的爱 !!
| July 24, 2007 22:53 | timmy | Via Original
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当你不再爱我，当爱你已成为你的负担，当相爱已是一种痛苦，那么，我选择放弃。
..放弃你，是因为爱你.因为爱你，所以不愿看见你不快乐；因为爱你，所以不愿看着你强忍内心的挣扎；因为爱你，所以不愿看见你勉强的笑容；因为爱你，所以愿意放了你。
..当爱已成往事，又何必苦苦追寻？强求得不来幸福，强求只能拉大你我的裂痕，只能加剧你我的痛楚。如果你真的想走，我无言，只能任你离去。
..曾经以为你是风筝，我手中握着那根线，无论你飞向何方，我最终都是你的归属。现在终于明白，其实爱你，就不应该束缚你。
..“春花秋月何时了，往事知多少？”往事如风，不如让爱随风而去。当一切成空，惟有回忆伴我。时间能冲淡一切，包括我对你的爱。
..不愿让你看见我的眼泪，因为你会心软，但你不会开心。因为爱你，所以不会用泪水强留，所以放了你。你的心已远去，我又何苦留下你的躯体？
..虽然我渴望“天长地久”，但如果这只是一种奢求，那我不如只求“曾经拥有”。曾经拥有过你的爱，这已足够。
..因为有一种爱，叫做放弃。
..放弃不是无私的奉献。放弃你，这不仅是对你的爱，更是对我自己的呵护。放弃你，我会伤心，当我不会后悔。让你从我的生命中消失，是因为“长痛不如短痛”。当我容颜尽老、行将就木，我依然不会后悔。
..因为曾经爱过你。
..因为爱你，所以希望你快乐。
..有人说这个世界不会有永恒的爱情。你我之间，如果连短暂的爱情也无法存在，不如放开彼此。
..爱你，就该让你去追寻你的幸福。当你快乐时，我也会快乐。因为你的一切，我都在意。
..如果你要离开我，我不会怪你，只能怪我自己，怪自己太爱你。
..也许是我过分的宠溺让你习惯享受，也许是我过分的放任让你没有责任，也许是我过分的爱怜让你压力重重，也许是她美丽的容颜让你迷失方向……
..只怪你我有缘无分。
..当你想要离去，请别管我，你只需告诉我，你不再爱我，你要走。我一定会让你走，不会乞求你留下，哪怕听见自己心碎的声音。
..当你离去，请别再回头。回头是一种错误，回头是对你我的不公。去了，请别再后悔。
..因为爱你，就该放了你。
..我知道，有一种爱叫做放弃，那是对你最深的爱
..放弃你，是因为爱你.因为爱你，所以不愿看见你不快乐；因为爱你，所以不愿看着你强忍内心的挣扎；因为爱你，所以不愿看见你勉强的笑容；因为爱你，所以愿意放了你。
..当爱已成往事，又何必苦苦追寻？强求得不来幸福，强求只能拉大你我的裂痕，只能加剧你我的痛楚。如果你真的想走，我无言，只能任你离去。
..曾经以为你是风筝，我手中握着那根线，无论你飞向何方，我最终都是你的归属。现在终于明白，其实爱你，就不应该束缚你。
..“春花秋月何时了，往事知多少？”往事如风，不如让爱随风而去。当一切成空，惟有回忆伴我。时间能冲淡一切，包括我对你的爱。
..不愿让你看见我的眼泪，因为你会心软，但你不会开心。因为爱你，所以不会用泪水强留，所以放了你。你的心已远去，我又何苦留下你的躯体？
..虽然我渴望“天长地久”，但如果这只是一种奢求，那我不如只求“曾经拥有”。曾经拥有过你的爱，这已足够。
..因为有一种爱，叫做放弃。
..放弃不是无私的奉献。放弃你，这不仅是对你的爱，更是对我自己的呵护。放弃你，我会伤心，当我不会后悔。让你从我的生命中消失，是因为“长痛不如短痛”。当我容颜尽老、行将就木，我依然不会后悔。
..因为曾经爱过你。
..因为爱你，所以希望你快乐。
..有人说这个世界不会有永恒的爱情。你我之间，如果连短暂的爱情也无法存在，不如放开彼此。
..爱你，就该让你去追寻你的幸福。当你快乐时，我也会快乐。因为你的一切，我都在意。
..如果你要离开我，我不会怪你，只能怪我自己，怪自己太爱你。
..也许是我过分的宠溺让你习惯享受，也许是我过分的放任让你没有责任，也许是我过分的爱怜让你压力重重，也许是她美丽的容颜让你迷失方向……
..只怪你我有缘无分。
..当你想要离去，请别管我，你只需告诉我，你不再爱我，你要走。我一定会让你走，不会乞求你留下，哪怕听见自己心碎的声音。
..当你离去，请别再回头。回头是一种错误，回头是对你我的不公。去了，请别再后悔。
..因为爱你，就该放了你。
..我知道，有一种爱叫做放弃，那是对你最深的爱
记得这篇文章是以前在某个博客上转过来的，当时只是为了增加论坛的帖子，没仔细看。现在被顶上来了，一看，发现，原来这么适合我，就像是我对她说的，呵
早上去招生办补志愿，没有什么可以入我法眼的，于是，没填，上三本。
中午回到家，虽然肚子饿了，但是没胃口，没吃，直接上楼了。坐在电脑前，感觉很茫然，很无力，开着空调，迷迷糊糊的就感觉眼皮好重。昨晚十二点钟等到补档表出来，看了一个小时，一点多才睡。早上很早就被叫起来继续研究。好累，身体累，心更累。睡吧，每天都为这为那忙碌，那个人已经不需要你为之忙碌了，现在应该对自己好点了。
头一贴到枕头，就睡着了。感觉自己好像做了一个梦，但是现在怎么也想不起来了。想不起来更好，应该不会是什么好梦。三点钟时被梦露的短信叫醒了，不知不觉就已经睡了两个小时了，感觉还意犹未尽。她问我饿了没，这时才想起来自己没吃东西，突然感觉饿了，但是仍然没有什么胃口。倒头继续睡，又睡了一个小时，这时两对眼皮才有些按奈不住了。这时感觉头有点晕，浑身酸痛。以前A常说睡的浑身都疼，就是这个样子的吧。
起身去洗脸，冰水扑在脸上，很舒服，刺激面部每一处神经。好舒服。一切都已经发生了，只有两条路，要不解脱，要不就接受。我想除了接受我别无选择。是时候让自己清醒一下了。
希望在城院自己能有所作为。
中午回到家，虽然肚子饿了，但是没胃口，没吃，直接上楼了。坐在电脑前，感觉很茫然，很无力，开着空调，迷迷糊糊的就感觉眼皮好重。昨晚十二点钟等到补档表出来，看了一个小时，一点多才睡。早上很早就被叫起来继续研究。好累，身体累，心更累。睡吧，每天都为这为那忙碌，那个人已经不需要你为之忙碌了，现在应该对自己好点了。
头一贴到枕头，就睡着了。感觉自己好像做了一个梦，但是现在怎么也想不起来了。想不起来更好，应该不会是什么好梦。三点钟时被梦露的短信叫醒了，不知不觉就已经睡了两个小时了，感觉还意犹未尽。她问我饿了没，这时才想起来自己没吃东西，突然感觉饿了，但是仍然没有什么胃口。倒头继续睡，又睡了一个小时，这时两对眼皮才有些按奈不住了。这时感觉头有点晕，浑身酸痛。以前A常说睡的浑身都疼，就是这个样子的吧。
起身去洗脸，冰水扑在脸上，很舒服，刺激面部每一处神经。好舒服。一切都已经发生了，只有两条路，要不解脱，要不就接受。我想除了接受我别无选择。是时候让自己清醒一下了。
希望在城院自己能有所作为。
Happy birthday, Any!
| July 23, 2007 12:10 | timmy | Via Original
Windows Media Player FileHappy birthday, baby. Maybe I don't have the qualification to celebrate your birthday, but i do want to. I have prepared for it for a long time, but now it's useless. I don't regret loving you, thank you for the time you stay with me which gives me unforgettable happiness. I will keep that ,and um.. wish you happy !
Get myself out of the corner
| July 22, 2007 13:25 | timmy | Via Original
The second batch mark-line came out this morning, with wishes to check, while with disappointing to learn the result. I dropped. none of the 3 schools were available to accept me. I hardly believed it was true. I can't accept the result, really can't.
At lunch I burst into crying, facing my grandfather and father. I dropped the chopsticks and ran out of the door, locked myself in my room, tearing, to the top of my bent. I have never cried so hard in my life since I grew up to be sensible. The tear covered my face, rolling down to wet the T-shirt. Sadness and disappointing filled up my mind. Why the result is so?
Recollect the second term of Grade 3, everyday, I got to sleep deep in night till 1 o'clock and got up at 6:30 in the second morning and hurried to classroom to avoid the old woman to talk to me. In spite of that, Any and I got problem, I had to take care of our dangerous love, but she seemed to have no willing to survive. I had to save it only by myself. I felt so tired, I almost couldn't shoulder the pressure any more. I told myself that there would be return if pays out. That was the belief which supported me.
But now I know I was wrong. I payed out all, but lost all and received none. I was so naive, so naive. Paying out not equals return. Maybe it's my kismet, the punishment of my puerility.
Any is doomed not to be my girl, she doesn't belong to my own, never or ever. Last night I made a mistake again, even she gave me a chance, we couldn't be happy still, because she herself didn't have the willing at all. Amativeness is based on love, and run by both two guys. One once gives up, the other does none even tries how hard. I'm treating myself all through. She wants simple love, maybe I don't know what that is, but I only know how to love one, care one, protect one, by my heart, try my best to do anything I can, to give her the best, am I wrong?
Men do not cry easily. I've got to get myself out of the corner. Wipe out all about Any, I shall have my own new life now. She is not the girl loveworthy for me, indeed. From now on, anything about her has no business with me.
I've got to survive.
At lunch I burst into crying, facing my grandfather and father. I dropped the chopsticks and ran out of the door, locked myself in my room, tearing, to the top of my bent. I have never cried so hard in my life since I grew up to be sensible. The tear covered my face, rolling down to wet the T-shirt. Sadness and disappointing filled up my mind. Why the result is so?
Recollect the second term of Grade 3, everyday, I got to sleep deep in night till 1 o'clock and got up at 6:30 in the second morning and hurried to classroom to avoid the old woman to talk to me. In spite of that, Any and I got problem, I had to take care of our dangerous love, but she seemed to have no willing to survive. I had to save it only by myself. I felt so tired, I almost couldn't shoulder the pressure any more. I told myself that there would be return if pays out. That was the belief which supported me.
But now I know I was wrong. I payed out all, but lost all and received none. I was so naive, so naive. Paying out not equals return. Maybe it's my kismet, the punishment of my puerility.
Any is doomed not to be my girl, she doesn't belong to my own, never or ever. Last night I made a mistake again, even she gave me a chance, we couldn't be happy still, because she herself didn't have the willing at all. Amativeness is based on love, and run by both two guys. One once gives up, the other does none even tries how hard. I'm treating myself all through. She wants simple love, maybe I don't know what that is, but I only know how to love one, care one, protect one, by my heart, try my best to do anything I can, to give her the best, am I wrong?
Men do not cry easily. I've got to get myself out of the corner. Wipe out all about Any, I shall have my own new life now. She is not the girl loveworthy for me, indeed. From now on, anything about her has no business with me.
I've got to survive.
Separations
| July 21, 2007 23:24 | timmy | Via Original
This afternoon I went to play basketball. I think I should do something new to begin my new life, play basketball may be a good choice. It was the first time since I entered Grade 2 in junior school, it seemed so strange but familiar at the same time. Just like now I see Any, strange and familiar. Played for 2 hours, my finger is hurt, the nail is apart from the finger. The pain combines with the pain of heart, so serious. Now it is still painful when I typing, because the wound is touched. It reminds me the apart separation of Any and I. As the nail and finger, it is of great aching to be separated, when touchs it, sharp pain follows. Any wrote that he is lovely, yeah, I haven't seen the man, maybe he is more lovely than me, and maybe he is not what I thought of him, but I don't like him, just as Any doesn't like L.
Do separations are all so painful? Maybe it's the truth. I got two, deeply.
Do separations are all so painful? Maybe it's the truth. I got two, deeply.
