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  我想这没有由来

  you’re like a fate. i know it’s abused of me to say that.

  i waited for your mail, for everything from you, for any updating, for your hand.

   “you know that when i hate you, it is because i love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.”

  maybe it’s not so bad yet - i mean – but i’ve begun to hate you.

 

 

 

 

(the quotation is by Julie de Lespinasse)

  how i met you at such time? i hadn't prepared for it.

  you were milk pink at first, with cold shoulders.

  but now you are talking! YOU ARE TALKING TO ME! ALIVE.

  the sky looks like a sea of sands, where we are. and we met, when i wasn't ready enough.

  one of your smile is enough to intoxicate me.

 

 

我爱你坚毅的眉毛

也爱你眉毛下

并不坚毅的眼睛

风声看了两遍，刚从第二遍回来。还是爱迅哥儿得不得了。

她真是了不得。

我才不信她会爱上小王朔那个侏儒呢。

但顾晓梦爱上李宁玉是肯定的。

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我便将不再为你哭泣

而只为苍生命运而落泪

你坚硬得像岩石

也柔软得像大海

你硌得我生疼

也淹没我

我竟无所适从，为你

那无所适从的眼睛