good idear
• Aug. 21, 2009 - Later on certainly
Later on certainly I will not remember how I wished eagerly to know at that time, the girl whom I preferred, open up and pull out the jade, or Yu XiaoXue on earth. This kind of puzzlement let me fall into deep suffering, at last, I told oneself that day, I must know the final answer, even know that means losing.
In fact I know, I will forget the real reason of that girl who I love, it is not burst lost. This is the most general truth in the world, you can not know your favorite. Just as that has found fishing persons of the Peach Garden, he will not find the realm in that ideal again afterwards. Often there is such a plot in the science fiction, one is taken to another celestial body, see whether one exceeded the world not including his imagination, but he was sent back to immediately, this section of memory is erased gently by the E.T. too. People understand one's own one, is it clear comparing with the time when he is dying that when have? Soul break away from human body just, with blood temperature, can scrutinize oneself from one angle that look on, --and then, let you drink, forget all old woman Meng in the soup, that waited for you will be a totally ignorant new student.
So we tell oneself, the Peach Garden does not exist, the different celestial body does not exist, soul does not exist.
This lets me remember that fable which shells the onion of Luo Lan and Balter again. And then the structural doctrine tells us, after going through all, you will find essence was just the nihility originally. But I thought that there perhaps can also be another explanation, you found essence at that time. However, it is related to essential memory that people can not gather around, so we forget it at once. Only forget a kind of one that is misunderstood for nihility.
Come out from burst that is lost, I have forgotten that girl who I love most. I have seen another one, I thought it was her that what I loved most was frank. Later on we live together, I always feel what is lacked between us, but I am unable to explain the reason among them. This does not matter either, trifling day is enough to fill in all blanks of the emotion.
The perfect love does not exist. I tell oneself like this. |
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