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美文经典●徐志摩散文集选

American classics ● Xu Zhimo essay collection
 
Walking and walking, they are scattered, and the memories are light;
 
Looking at it, it is tired, and the starlight is dark.
 
Listening, listening, wake up, and start complaining;
 
Looking back, you are gone, suddenly I am confused.
 
My world is too quiet, so quiet that I can hear my heartbeat.
 
The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on.
 
Smart people like to guess, maybe guess the other person's heart, but also lost their own.
 
Stupid people, like to give heart, may be deceived, but may not be able to get someone else's.
 
You thought that I was invulnerable, I thought that you were not poisoned.
 
At least once in a lifetime, forgetting for someone,
 
Do not ask for results, do not seek peers, do not seek to have,
 
Don't even ask you to love me, just ask for you in my most beautiful years.
 
The indifference of one person plus the hardships of another person,
 
One's loyalty plus another's deception,
 
The pay of one person plus the plunder of another person,
 
One person's letter plus another person's perfunctory.
 
Love is one person plus another person,
 
However, one plus one does not equal two.
 
Just like you add me, it doesn't equal us.
 
This kind of love is called love...
 
If you forget to wake up, then I would rather close my eyes first.
 
When you say that you are not good, I hurt, I don’t know how to comfort you.
 
When you say that you are drunk, I hurt, my pain can't be self-made, my thoughts are chaotic.
 
My language is too pale, but my heart hurts because of every word.
 
Too many can't, don't want to, want to leave, leave this painful you.
 
Turning, empathy, but it’s too difficult, just worrying, I forgot to leave,
 
Once and for all, I am used to it, I am used to having you, I am used to feeling everything about you.
 
Many past events are in the front of the scene, so blurred,
 
Once so convinced, so persistent, always believed,
 
In fact, nothing, nothing... suddenly found himself stupid, stupid.
 
I swear, I laughed, and the tears of laughter fell.
 
Laughing at us so stupid, we are always repeating some damage, no one can hide and not find it.
 
But I have been looking forward to being stupid, to be disappointed, to look forward to, and then to be disappointed...
 
Habit, insomnia, habitual silence, lying in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking of your light blue clothes.
 
Habit, sleep companion, get used to a person in a room, holding a fluffy bear, sleep alone.
 
Habit, eating salt, the salt that is used to the wound, spreads a little bit in my heart.
 
Habit, watching the sky, getting used to sitting alone in the well of love, reading the poem about you.
 
Whose emotions can't be publicized, whoever is brave in a strange room,
 
Who is afraid of decay at night, and suddenly the breath becomes barbaric,
 
First love, let this pair of shoulders off a little regret, first love it looks like a pair of wings to hide and hide dark,
 
Love first, people don't understand this. Once they want to be dissatisfied, first love, then after sentimental, then count...
 
I am used to waiting, so I can't resist the origin of the waiting in the reincarnation.
 
I don't know, so I have to wait a long time to see an answer;
 
I don't know, so how long can I wait to wait for a result?
 
Missing, very powerless, it is because I can't see the result of missing.
 
Maybe, missing does not need results, it just proves that there are individuals in the heart that have existed.
 
Can you miss a certificate and prove that it used to exist?
 
A person's world, very quiet, quiet can hear his breathing and heartbeat.
 
Cold, add a coat to yourself;
 
Hungry, buy yourself a loaf of bread;
 
I am sick, give myself a strong;
 
Failed, give yourself a goal;
 
Fell, climb up in the pain and give yourself a tolerant smile
 
Yes, I am always alone, you have never been here,
 
I have never appeared in your world.
 
It seems to get used to waiting, simply thinking that waiting will come.
 
But they missed it while waiting, those happy happiness.
 
You regret after you lost it, but why did you not grab it. In fact, waiting itself is a ridiculous mistake.
 
I know that I am waiting for a happiness that I don’t know if I can...
 
Maybe you can love a lot of people, but only one person will make you laugh the most brilliant, crying the most sad.
 
For me - should be smiling, but I don't understand who is the most brilliant to me.
 
Cry, that's always it.
 
But I don't understand the sadness, who makes me the most sad.
 
It’s just that the heart is too painful, too painful... I don’t feel pain afterwards.
 
I can't remember the light and shadow of those class.
 
I like a piece of music for a while,
 
I miss a period of time listening to a piece of music.
 
Sitting in a period of time to miss the palm prints of another period of time.
 
What kind of mood would it be to listen to that song?
 
Did we meet at that time? Is it an encounter or a miss?
 
Still, there is no ending?
 
beginning of winter. Light snow. Heavy snow. Winter solstice. Osamu. Great cold.
 
In the lonely winter where I can't meet the second lonely person.
 
Walking alone, singing alone, shopping alone, watching a whole world of carnival.
 
People walked hand in hand to the amusement park.
 
He is her only one. I am the best of all.
 
The world is full of the chances of our encounter.
 
I can't always meet you.
 
it's time. Be a woman.
 
wear a skirt. Braids.
 
Don't quarrel with others. Do not skip classes. Don't swear.
 
One meal a day can not be less.
 
Sleeping before 11 o'clock... Actually, I can't do it.
 
The world once turned black and white, and now it is returning to beautiful colors.
 
The world has lost its voice, and now you are singing with me.
 
In the night, the darkness covers the left hand and the left hand covers the right hand.
 
The fingers that used to hold hands are alone in the night.
 
The wind blows the sand into the desert, you wait for me, wait for a long meditation for ten years.
 
You are the legend of the world, you are the only one in the world.
 
You let me spend a whole lot of youth to find you.
 
Five, four, three, two, one, he and her fascination.
 
Start……
 
When a person is immersed in an illusion, he will turn this fantasy into a vague feeling as a real wine.
 
You drink alcohol for drunkenness; I drink alcohol to wake up from other kinds of drunkenness.
 
Some women. It will make people feel that no one in the world is willing to be bad for her.
 
However, this woman. I just can't get what she has been looking forward to.
 
Facing it might not be so bad.
 
Lonely, not necessarily unhappy.
 
Get, not necessarily long.
 
Lost, not necessarily no longer have.
 
Don't fall in love because of loneliness, don't be lonely for a lifetime.
 
ear. No noise.
 
eye. No fun.
 
mouth. in silence.
 
Will you suddenly appear in the coffee shop on the corner?
 
I will smile with you, and you will be cold.
 
Not to say that in the past, just chilling,
 
Say to you, just say one,
 
long time no see…
 
If the truth is a kind of injury, choose a lie.
 
If the lie is an injury, choose silence.
 
If silence is an injury, please choose to leave.
 
When I was a teenager, I liked it crazy and took me these three words.
 
Now, I will never let anyone take me away.
 
I learned and walked by myself.
 
The carousel is the most cruel game.
 
Chasing each other but having an eternal distance
 
Memory is a form of meeting, forgetting is a form of freedom
 
Always in the long dreams, do not want to perform in the reality of life.
 
Whether such a dream is too cold and cruel.
 
It is dangerous to see how dangerous the world is.
 
Such as the erratic weather.
 
No maps. We have been stumped all the way, igniting hope all the way to find the answer.
 
How happy the past is, how long the regrets of the world are.
 
Love, I am lucky. No, my life, that's all. Slightly recite a love story, write a love painting, bloom a love flower, cover a piece of blue tile, drink a cup of tea, study a bowl of blue sand, roll up a veil, see the crescent moon, love like ink blue and white, He Fear of the moment Fanghua.
 
美文经典●徐志摩散文集选
 
走着走着,就散了,回忆都淡了;
 
看着看着,就累了,星光也暗了;
 
听着听着,就醒了,开始埋怨了;
 
回头发现,你不见了,突然我乱了。
 
我的世界太过安静,静得可以听见自己心跳的声音。
 
心房的血液慢慢流回心室,如此这般的轮回。
 
聪明的人,喜欢猜心,也许猜对了别人的心,却也失去了自己的。
 
傻气的人,喜欢给心,也许会被人骗,却未必能得到别人的。
 
你以为我刀枪不入,我以为你百毒不侵。
 
一生至少该有一次,为了某个人而忘了自己,
 
不求有结果,不求同行,不求曾经拥有,
 
甚至不求你爱我,只求在我最美的年华里,遇到你。
 
一个人的漠然加上另一个人的苦衷,
 
一个人的忠诚加上另一个人的欺骗,
 
一个人的付出加上另一个人的掠夺,
 
一个人的笃信加上另一个人的敷衍。
 
爱情是一个人加上另一个人,
 
可是,一加一却不等于二,
 
就像你加上我,也并不等于我们。
 
这种叫做爱的情啊……
 
如果你忘了苏醒,那我宁愿先闭上双眼。
 
你说你不好的时候,我疼,疼的不知道该怎么安慰你,
 
你说你醉的时候,我疼,疼的不能自制,思绪混乱。
 
我的语言过于苍白,心却是因为你的每一句话而疼。
 
太多不能,不如愿,想离开,离开这个让我疼痛的你。
 
转而,移情别恋,却太难,只顾心疼,我忘记了离开,
 
一次一次,已经习惯,习惯有你,习惯心疼你的一切。
 
许多往事在眼前一幕一幕,变的那麼模糊,
 
曾经那麼坚信的,那麼执着的,一直相信著的,
 
其实什麼都没有,什麼都不是……突然发现自己很傻,傻的不行。
 
我发誓,我笑了,笑的眼泪都掉了。
 
笑我们这麼傻,我们总在重复著一些伤害,没有一个可以躲藏不被痛找到。
 
却还一直傻傻的期待,到失望,再期待,再失望……
 
习惯,失眠,习惯寂静的夜,躺在床上望着天花板,想你淡蓝的衣衫。
 
习惯,睡伴,习惯一个人在一个房间,抱着绒绒熊,独眠。
 
习惯,吃咸,习惯伤口的那把盐,在我心里一点点蔓延。
 
习惯,观天,习惯一个人坐在爱情的井里,念着关于你的诗篇。
 
谁的情感无法张扬,谁在陌生的房故作勇敢,
 
谁在夜晚害怕腐烂,任呼吸突然变得野蛮,
 
先爱吧把这一副肩膀挡掉一点遗憾,先爱吧看似一双翅膀躲啊躲已经黑暗,
 
先爱吧人们不懂这样一旦欲求不满,先爱吧之后感伤之后再算,之后再算……
 
我习惯了等待,于是,在轮回中我无法抗拒的站回等待的原点。
 
我不知道,这样我还要等多久才能看到一个答案;
 
我不知道,如此我还能坚持的等待多久去等一个结果?
 
思念,很无力,那是因为我看不到思念的结果。
 
也许,思念不需结果,它只是证明在心里有个人曾存在过。
 
是不是能给思念一份证书,证明曾经它曾存在过?
 
一个人的世界,很安静,安静的可以听到自己的呼吸声和心跳声。
 
冷了,给自己加件外套;
 
饿了,给自己买个面包;
 
病了,给自己一份坚强;
 
失败了,给自己一个目标;
 
跌倒了,在伤痛中爬起并给自己一个宽容的微笑
 
是啊,我总是一个人,你从来不曾来过,
 
我也从来不曾出现在你的世界
 
似乎习惯了等待,单纯的以为等待就会到来。
 
但却在等待中错过了,那些可以幸福的幸福。
 
在失去时后悔,为什么没有抓住。其实等待本身就是一种可笑的错误。
 
明知道等待着一份不知能否到来的幸福……
 
或许可以爱很多个人,但只有一个人会让你笑的最灿烂,哭的最伤心。
 
于我——应该都笑的灿烂,但我不明白给我最灿烂的是谁。
 
哭,那是经常的吧。
 
但是我不明白伤心,让我最伤心的是谁。
 
只是心太痛,太痛……之后便不觉着痛了。
 
也记不清楚那些班驳的光影。
 
在一段时间我喜欢一段音乐,
 
听一段音乐我怀念一段时光。
 
坐在一段时光里怀念另一段时光的掌纹。
 
那时听着那歌会是怎样的心情?
 
那时的我们是否相遇?是相遇还是错过?
 
还是,没有结局的邂逅?
 
立冬。小雪。大雪。冬至。小寒。大寒。
 
在无法遇见第二个寂寞的人的寂寞冬天。
 
独自行走独自唱歌独自逛街独自看着一整个世界狂欢。
 
人们手牵手地逛着游乐园。
 
他是她的独一。我是所有人的无二。
 
世界充满了我们相遇的几率。
 
我却始终无法遇见你。
 
是时候了。好好地做个女人。
 
穿裙子。扎辫子。
 
不和别人吵架。不翘课。不说脏话。
 
一日三餐一个不能少。
 
11点之前睡觉……其实这些,我做不到。
 
世界曾经颠倒黑白,如今回归绚丽色彩。
 
世界曾经失去声响,如今有你们陪我唱歌。
 
夜里黑暗覆盖着左手,左手覆盖着右手。
 
曾经牵手的手指,夜里独自合十。
 
风吹沙吹成沙漠,你等我,等成十年漫长的打坐。
 
你是天下的传奇,你是世界的独一。
 
你让我花掉一整幅青春,用来寻你。
 
五、四、三、二、一、他和她的迷藏。
 
开始……
 
当一个人沉醉在一个幻想之中,他就会把这幻想成模糊的情味,当作真实的酒。
 
你喝酒为的是求醉;我喝酒为的是要从别种的醉酒中清醒过来。
 
有些女人。会让人觉得,世界上无人舍得对她不好。
 
然而,这个女人。就是得不到她一直盼望着的好。
 
面对,不一定最难过。
 
孤独,不一定不快乐。
 
得到,不一定能长久。
 
失去,不一定不再拥有。
 
不要因为寂寞而错爱,不要因为错爱而寂寞一生。
 
耳。没有喧闹。
 
眼。没有缤纷。
 
嘴。沉默不语。
 
你会不会忽然的出现,在街角的咖啡店,
 
我会带着笑脸,和你寒暄,
 
不去说从前,只是寒暄,
 
对你说一句,只是说一句,
 
好久不见…
 
如果真相是种伤害,请选择谎言。
 
如果谎言是一种伤害,请选择沈默。
 
如果沈默是一种伤害,请选择离开。
 
少年的时候,我疯狂的喜欢,带我走这三个字。
 
现在,我再也不会任性的让任何人带我走。
 
我学会了,自己走。
 
旋转木马是最残忍的游戏,
 
彼此追逐却有永恒的距离
 
记忆是相会的一种形式,忘记是自由的一种形式
 
总是在冗长的梦境里完成生命现实里不愿上演的别离割舍。
 
这样的梦境,是否太过冰凉与残忍。
 
看世界多危险多难。
 
如反复无常的气象。
 
没有地图。我们一路走一路被辜负,一路点燃希望一路寻找答案。
 
过去的畅想有多快乐,现世的遗憾就有多悠长。
 
爱,得之,我幸。不得,我命,如此而已。轻吟一句情话,执笔一副情画,绽放一地情花,覆盖一片青瓦,共饮一杯清茶,同研一碗青 砂,挽起一面轻纱,看清天边月牙,爱像水墨青花,何惧刹那芳华。

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