this is an interesting metaphor, since the artist could also be compared to a spider who weaves/spins/sews the web day and night autonomously. Writing is compared to the process of weaving. In this process, the writers need to weave the texts with all kinds of chosen words from within/the brain. Like a spider, the artist [...]
得知成绩的那一刻，仿佛有种窒息的感觉，眼泪很条件反射地涌上心头，却在被我低沉的理智慢慢压了下去... 我不能哭。 哭，已经由青葱时代的我见犹怜，到青黄不接年纪之时的懦弱和无能。 可是，我怎能不哭。 因为我还是当年会在乎成绩在乎别人的眼光会在乎能力是否得到认可时的我。 于是，离开熟悉的人群，我的眼泪一遍遍在陌生的人流中簌簌往下掉。 抑制不住的悲伤。 这世界难道这么残忍？ 我很想控诉那位身居庙堂的所谓教授，人文知识的研究难道只培养他无情且清高、丝毫不宽容的性格。 可是，我内心只能责难的始终是自己。 也许自己真的越来越退步，也许自己努力还依然远远不够。 这个成绩，让我如何像关心我的人交代！ 努力过后，若人生的成绩被人狠狠地打上不及格，那么是多么血淋淋的事实。 怎知，既有期望，便有失望。 失望过后，我会选择继续期望。 但是，是否会给个期限。 答案，在心中。 ycc,不要怕，不怕输，输不怕，继续执着。 不要灰头涂脸地败下阵来，即使被淘汰出局，依然要从容镇定。 It's either a fiasco or a victorious defeat.
It's an imperative issue for me to solve now. I used to believe that I know what I am going to do and will never for a minute desert the goal. But now, I am left wondering whether I do have a definite and clear goal ahead of me. I am so doubtful of my [...]
Time runs on. Within a wink, the exam is coming soon. Without belief in myself, I seem falling back to the old cycles of self-deception. No appropriate means to release my nervousness this time especially after I find my self dwindling day by day, the optimistic self thwarted by the self-diminishing anxiety. I thought I [...]
I'm so nervous. I don't know what I can do if I fail this test again this time? Two years passed. I couldn't forgive myself for such infinite delay of actualization of my goal. Nobody knows what kind of turmoil is boiling in my head. See every result in a casual indifference!I can't. I am [...]
It’s been quite a long time since I finished reading Wuthering Heights, an excessively morbid and violent novel, a blend of highly gothic, romantic and realistic fiction. To analyze the gothic elements in this novel is already outdated. The gothic application to the setting (Wuthering Heights and Thrushcross Grange), to the characterization (Heathcliff a passionate [...]
Reviewing the American Literature, I find two themes prominent in the literary works from the Benjamin Franklin to the post-modernist works. American literature, quite often than not, starts with the autobiography of Benjamin Franklin which chronicles his hardship in early years and his initiation into the society to his fruitful success. Benjamin's unparalelled achievement evokes [...]
阁主又回来了！ 虽然忍不住想审判阁主的罪行，因为爱情，放弃了曾经在这一片天空下翱翔的自由心灵。但是，谅在阁主受伤的心灵，就不再追究了，审判日择日进行。也许上帝尤对罪人尤很许多话要说。 往事也许不堪回首。 早上偶然翻起serendipity的私语阁珍藏，才发现，以前的我还是文采飞扬的。 只是在这两年这颗热衷文学的心似乎凋零了。 让上帝You触目惊心。 一篇篇日志提醒我，当时的我，真的很一意孤行，永远只朝着那个目标前进。 而这些年我干啥去了。 罪人尤谈了一场不算轰轰烈烈的恋爱，最后弄得灰头土脸，气质全无，丢盔弃甲，无功而返。 五年前的阁主充满幻想，一心憧憬着美好。 四年前的阁主在无情的现实面前也始终心怀梦想。 三年前的阁主开始在自己的文艺小世界里编制梦想。 两年前的阁主则开始偏离轨道，任由别人主宰自己的人生。 现在的阁主面对着过去的自己，羞愧得无地自容。 但是在最心碎的时候，过去的自己让我幡然醒悟。 人，最不能放弃的是自己。 否则，人生之路，没有鲜花，没有色彩，只有尘土飞扬。 阁主从今天开始决定找回当初的勇气，决定不再逃避自己，不再受制于人。 存在主义之光，请照亮我向梦想行进的路途。
Love fades... (2010-04-30 19:53:09) Love does fade as time goes by. I find it quite amazing when I felt so numb and calm upon his message and his virtual face online. I was once trying so hard to get rid of him in my life and thought it impossible to keep him from creating any mess or [...]
隐约还记得去年的圣诞夜自己捧着书很虔诚地在图书馆度过了，当时看的书是《圣女贞德》，伯纳肖写的戏剧作品。当时觉得内心是坦然坚定的，现在想来是温暖的。试想着每年的平安夜都别有一番味道。 今晚很开心。因为有同居蜜友的陪伴。 本来一如既往地去上夜课，回来的时候一一和爽爽同学已经边谈笑风生边看《金大班》，俺也兴致勃勃地加盟。 然后突发奇想地去买了绝味鸭脖来啃啃，我们仨就这样坐在电脑前，边啃鸭脖边品着酸梅酒边调侃剧情边胡扯。 真好！ 回到我的屋里，看到爽MM放在我电脑旁边的大苹果，下面压着一个小卡片，写着：这是我们一起住的第一个圣诞节！虽然没钱、没时间、没男人、没吃的、没玩的、但是有你们，已经足够啦！要快乐哟！ 这个张大律师关键时候还是有煽情的时候！ 心里不住涌起阵阵暖流。 其后，我们又蜗居在一起八卦起哄！内容就暂时保密了！这是留给我明年的考题，看到时我是否还记得2009年的平安夜我们为何如此其乐融融！呵呵！ 想来自己一路总是很幸运。碰到了许多用心真心待我的好朋友！ 我真的很满足！ 谢谢你们！不断给我前行路上的勇气！谢谢你们始终陪伴在我身旁！我很幸福！