Listen,

not to fill the silence

every mountain has its own story

just like every one of us

feel it, don’t try to read it

divinity is there already

a day in my life,

only matters to me.

終究, 能代表的只有自己; 能做的, 也只能做自己罷了

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“我們曾如此渴望命運的波瀾, 到最後才發現, 人生最曼妙的風景, 竟是內心的淡定與從容

我們曾如此期盼外界的認可, 到最後才知道, 世界是自己的, 與他人毫無關係”

R.I.P. 楊絳 2016.5.25

life ends, when the answer is found

Continue to live, to search, to experience… and, there life is.

答案的到來, 說穿了只是另一種死亡

無懼的瞬間, 一撇那真實的存在

In the end, the turbulence remains.

到頭來

這近鄉之所以情卻

只因
未曾放下

one way

 

, one destination

there’s never a crossroad

only greedy can get in your way

從來沒有岔路,

有的只是心裡的貪婪,

阻止了去路

There is a story,

in everyone of us.

in every minute of lives, anywhere in this world

even a tiny bit of existence in the universe

it will be all imprinted in the soul

no matter it’s been written or forgotten.

meaning of poem,

 in the chapter missing

words – carry no weight

Leaving behind

is the only way to measure missing.

Loneliness in the air

when the calling is on