.隨筆 ,, 聽心說話

Ich suchen das optimale leben...

Dear diary:

I am nervous these days for not knowing how to do although I know what to do.

However, my heart flutters, and my efforts seem not to repay.

Today, I find a way to calm myself. That is to listen music.

This is an old way that I surely know it, but I always forget it.

Some bitter memories which I am unwilling to recall make me forget myself.

My soul wanders, and my mind strays.

Please save me.

I am losing my power.

Wounds ...

好。傷。心。

如果你問我好嗎?我會這樣回答你。

雖然以前我絕對會說我很好。

美化

課業繁重,這樣悠閒的感覺似乎很久沒有過了,為了好好念書而棄筆,隱藏文章也好一陣子,這些日子的空虛不知不覺被大紅色的熱情填滿,直到現在,與同好們一起歡呼、或破口大罵黑哨、亦或是沉浸在那種歡愉幸福的感覺裡,能夠好好靜下來的時間也不多,像今天這樣,季節交替之際那悶悶的天氣,不覺煩躁起來,放慢了腳步晃過校園,什麼也不想,看那冬季過後以驚人速度長出新綠的校樹,已經蒼鬱滿枝。

A sense of empty

Usually I imagine having a conversation with foreigners, thinking how to express my thoughts. The latest one is on the bus. While I stand next to the door, attempting to balance myself, someone rushes to ask, "Where should I get off the bus? I'm going to the Taipei City Hall." That's where I'm going, too, but, guess what? I look out of the window and feel confused. Why the bus moves reversely? With hesitation, I reply, "It seems we should get off right now."

囈語

  彷彿是個很久遠的故事了,她這麼想著,有時候會分不清楚現實與夢境,然而真的是這樣嗎?