小@~~myra

空白         精彩   

已逝去的   即將來臨的

不同的地點 不同的情趣

憧憬 亦 早已 便得不那麽憧憬

是什麽   爲什麽  Just this.

一直都很充實  CPA 黃金粥 再備考

看著 曾經的足跡  很美好

不相信 將來  只相信 心態

變化太多   只能保持 沉默

“内心的平靜；學會和自己相處 ” 並不是易事。為SJ  高興. 

簡單的幾字 何能概括.

喜歡 多元化 . 卻 内心 變得懶惰.

尋求者某樣東西. 需要 多長 的時間

我要認真 我要真正的 認真. 很多的認真.

認真的玩.認真地堅持.

step by step. day by day. i will see.

hope i don't have hope

wish i wish nothing

bless changing.

nobody.

穿过时光机器
我一定可以再遇见你
循着钢琴声
找到你迷惑的神情
不够高的身影
计算着与梦想的差距
看你努力奔跑
但是终点在哪里

未来总很神秘
有暴风雨
也有好天气
你曾经可以选择
轻易放弃



感谢你没有忘记
做你自己

跌倒时受的伤
在我身上
有相同痕迹
发现我的笑容
成长在你哭泣里

未来会很神奇
会经历爱
也学会期待
虽然有很多怀疑
你不明白



幸福的答案
我也还没解开


约定好醒来之后
要再次回到未来
陪我梦游

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!