Well, I know this story is pending for every second, but now, Robby finally finds his destiney, which he probably should have found a century ago...:)

There he is, Robby, mingled with particles, crystals, icy pieces and humid currents, is falling down as a whole in the form of raindrops. Robby feels rather dizzy dropping down with other...well...other parts of his body. Sure, they are mingled as a unit, more like a community, stronger and stronger, moving resolutely towards earth.

 

The motion downward takes no more than 4 seconds, while Robby remembers this with gratitude constantly and forever---accelerate liner motion, constant liner motion, and, the ground is there..........................The moment when Robby is soaked into the earth, he found something miracle happen! He is, again, mingled with another part! When he feels himself welling through the dry land, he feels comfortable, into the the earth, the mud, and the roots of the plants. Robby is more than a wave, he is part of the ocean; Robby is more than liquid, he is part of the current, part of the cloud, part of the sky; Robby is more than a raindrop, he is part of earth, part of plant, and, part of nature......

 

The next season when flowers are blooming, they contain a piece of soul from Robby, who is now, completely becoming part of nature :)

 

Now Robby knows, perfectly apprecaite the meaning of life, and the overwhelming role of each individual in the universe...

 

 

 

I'm Belle
You are the people princess, able to identify with all those around you. You are brave, independent and harbor no ill will towards any human beings or inanimate objects. Your level of compassion for others allows you to see beyond their physical exterior to the inner beauty within. Your true love, albeit hunky, will only reveal himself in due time. You're Belle!

 

 

 

......No more time to think...Robby is soaring now, but not quite the feeling he had expected...He thought swimming in the sky would be of much fun than that of ocean; however, all he feels at the moment is pain...overwhelming pain that could easily tear him apart...He feels cold, feezing currents penetrating his heart, and at one time, he thinks he barely exists...

 

"Let me die..." he murmurs and keeps conscious with an emotion called despair...

 

His eyes are fixed to the ocean when he completly goes numb...silence...silence and more silence...

 

"Way to be, man, way to be." A slacking yet high powered voice emerges and strikes Robby in the ear."No time to dream you little brat, wake up and let's work on it. Everybody stick together! NOW!!! " "Hmm..." Robby opened his eyes with great force and suprisingly find himself thicker in density and smaller in figure, "Whadd..." before he can speak normal, he is squeezed by a pond of humid gases and icy solids and is again smashed by the strong force..."Can aniieebodiee pleeeeeeeeeeeeese tell me where the heck is this place?" Robby shouts out wildly before another series of jerks. "Ah...!you fool! No time to explain...we are gonna fall! whoooowheeee!" uttered by a shrieking voice from very near.

 

"F...a....l....l?" Robby thinks he must be dead because he can hardly understand why things suddenly go wild and crazy..."Man", the same strong voice reappears, "Ya'll going to fall, unit together, as raindrops!!!" 

 

This is more than horrible to Robby; this is indeed another desparate mood he has encountered for a third time. He has his last wish to be back to the sea, to be that wave he hadn't fulfilled his duty to be meaningful enough...But now, he is going to drop onto the land, to mingle with other humid gases, currents, icy crystals and a lot of particulates...and he even couldn't be himself when he finally dies again since he had experienced an one-time-risk of life, let alone his destiney should be---part of ocean...

 

Now Robby is falling, all too fast that he could scarcely jerk himself back...he found himself already mingled with other stuffs that he has gained enough weight to fall down by the gravity...helpless and hopeless...despair...again...

 

......

The next thing when Robby gains quite an amount of conscious, he means to go back, go back to the sea, to the place where he belongs, and to fulfil things he hadn't done when he could still be called...er...a wave...But he never can get back without totally smashing up his tiny figure...and that is the temporary feeling he experiences as "despair". A blank of mind of completely hopeless, totally blank, even tears or shoutings can of no single help...He kept on chewing those words the moment he was dying---"you are part of the ocean!" "part of the ocean, what the god-damned part of ocean I am?! If i am gonna die with vaporation then I will never be part of ocean and contribute in a much more significant way!!" (Actually he has been hitting the spot adorning the colorful ocean of being a happy little wave, bringing liveness non-stop!) Since Robby is not gonna completely dying in a moment or so, and he knows he will soon die, he suddenly realises how to live...

 

"I am going back to the place I call home!"....What he means, is the dreamy blue world of ocean...

 

But he just can't make his way, can he?

 

Despair, despair, and more despair...

 

So will Robby just do nothing but witness his coming death? Absolutely no, as I have mentioned about the "candace definition of despair", which is a mere state of mind when we have no alternatives but to stop. We all know people live with subjective initiative, and the aspiration and the ambitious would never say no to life. Thus, our little Robby thinks and meditates and suddenly, with a chilling wind scrapping by, he turned to another direction of realising his last wish..."I am gonna benefit from the wind, vaporized to gas, and then drop down to where I belong~~"

 

Nice point! But he too forgot that this way is of more danger if he wanted to be a complete wave.....Hadn't he considered about laceration in the wind?......

 

Recently such a question as what is despair has been frequently swirling in my mind. Yes, what is despair? Is it the short-time memory lost when you forget to bring the money while just popping up the cab or is it a completely restless and fruitless session of accomplishment searching? Is it the betrayal of your best friend or is it the losing of family's love?

 

Despite the true meaning---utter loss of hope, I would like to make my own definition on this term --- the state of mind when we have no alternatives but to stop. We need to have a temporary ceasing in our life so that we can think, meditate, and reflect upon the things we had been through as well as the directions we had headed in... Then take the chance and make a change! Despair is even better than apathy though :)  Sometimes the individualism will do good to a fragile heart, remember, please remember, whatever turns you down, be resolute in yourself.

 

Paradoxically, few things have actually experienced the so-called non-stop hopelessness, thus the difference appear distinguishing the noble and the riffraff.

 

Robby is a little wave, living carefree in the ocean. He swims, strolls, and bobs everyday, laughing and smiling, dancing wildly in the thunderstorms and sitting still in a sunny breezing afternoon…He never knows the concept of despair or the meaning of hopeless, but not until one day, when he finds himself crushing onto the seashore……”Oh no! Oh, no, no, no….I AM GONNA DIE~I AM GONNA DIE!!!” Robby shouted hysterically as he had never done in his life. He struggled fiercely and jerks his head to other fellow waves crushing into the shore: “CAN’T YOU SEE? CAN’T YOU GUYS SEE? WE ARE GONNA DIE!!! WE ARE DONE!!!”……Silence……Silence and more silence in one thousandth second until one voice break the silence:”No, you are not going to die…” “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? DON’T YOU SEE WE ARE SMASHING OURSELVES TO THE LAND??” Robby completely lost in a total mess of conscious. “Listen kid”, the calm voice ringed again, “there is just one thing---you are not merely a wave, you are part of the ocean”……

 

Robby suddenly realizes something, and instead of closing his eyes tightly, he marches bravely forward……

 

(To be continued……:p)

Candy, my love

 

I would like to say something after flapping through this one of your blog entries......

 

Actions, my girl, ACTIONS! Actions speak louder than words!!! Act! Act! NOW!!!!!

Don't just dream in your imaginary fairy tales, gotta act, fight, and push it to your best limits!

Regain your power, prove yourself, and never ever lost in any affection tracks!

Today is the perfect day for you to start~

 

You are nothing, my girl, compared to your peers, no matter how many national first places you have grasped...Awards are just some forms of certifications of the past. Just remember, you are the weakest, the most foolish, the most horrible-looking and the most annoying person in the world. However, you have your sweetest smile that is attractive to people around, and, you have some plans in your heart...So, in order to stand out among all your peers, you have to devote more, to struggle more, and to pay more attention to intellectual development rather than appearance...

 

True ambitious figures never said that they were ambitious, but to prove the ambition by action!

 

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter---tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther...And one fine morning---

 

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

 

Forever, yours

Candy

天下无贼，这部电影是有史以来我认为冯小刚拍得最棒的，它连续感动了我两年，当然还要继续感动下去。傻根是王宝强最真实的定位，不过现在很少再有那种乌托邦一般的单纯了...我不敢说王宝强是不是一个好演员，前一阵子捏着鼻子看完了士兵突击，觉得假，很假，特别假，反而成才的这个角色让我觉得很真实，很生动。剩下的，尤其是那个元朗，恶心极了...别不承认，人活着，没有一定的利益关系，谁会静下心来去体味人生？我痛恨自己成熟的太晚，以至于受了一次正常人看起来很平常的打击之后，挣扎了很久...包括奋斗，这部电视剧是拍得比较真实比较精彩的，在现代电视剧中堪称为“绝”。好多同龄人喜欢陆涛和夏林，不愧是80后啊，呵呵---最不负责任的表现。同龄人都是盲目的奋斗，其实到头来，谁有真得清楚自己心里真正渴求得是什么。我们吃家里的，喝家里的，用家里的，还花家里的...最后还要为了不属于自己的东西伤害家里人，让父母陪着我们难过，我们怎么这么不懂事儿~ 但是在世界这个复杂的联系中，我们又怎么才能找到属于自己的中庸，力求完美呢？小小感叹一下~现在在幻想般的打拚中，大多数年轻人都是不撞南墙不回头，理智，理智，理智...听话，听话，听话...说得容易哈，我们可以在某件事情上处于绝对的主动，但又必然会在另一件是中遭到重创，如此轮回，不接受也要接受。否则，在盲目的追求和执著中浪费的时间和精力是足够让我悔青肠子的~

 

随便插一句哈，Andy Lau在天下无贼中的形象太帅了~

 

前两天又用完了一个日记本，真的如果不是现在处于精神高度紧张错乱焦虑分裂中，我可以完完全全静下心来写一本富有哲理的书了。现在的年轻作家动不动就写什么爱情，亲情以及乱七八糟的情中产生的矛盾，俗！！！！！！啊！！！！！！！！动不动就是什么单亲家庭，错爱，俗不可耐得很。现在明白了自己为什么在高中后就很少再读小说了，虽然还是忍住了眼泪看完了夏至未至，除了极端比较富有哲理的文字值得回味，剩下的，纯属扯淡~~~总在想，如果哪一天人真得能让思想和行动统一了，那就是伟大的第一步了。其实，话又说回来，我真正的旅程，可能刚刚才开始。有的时候都不敢想以后的事=(

 

现在心情早已平静了，但有时候还会迷茫到底自己是越活越精彩还是越活越退步，其实与学习为友的几年里，成就了我现在的单纯；在以后真正走入社会后，哪里还会找回自己和学习嬉戏的平和？什么是奋斗，什么是追求，要想在这会上立足，等待我的考验还太多太多。我绝对不应该因为一次次的打击而变得胆小，但我也不敢想像性格如我，强大起来后会不会一发不可收拾...我会不会也被大环境逼得一定要学坏呢？我是不是也会在某一天只为利益奔波而变得毫无人情可言？

 

如果那样的话我一定会恨死自己的。

 

但是我也不能单纯得像天下无贼里的傻根一样，期待着这个世界的完美，虽然美无处不在...

 

I have never ever imagined Severus Snape is such a true heart beholder. All that i know is he keeps on protecting Harry Potter and doesn't show his inner most feelings and that's all.But after 3 days that i finally managed to go through Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows, my attitude towards Snape changed again...He is a MAN!

I have long hold a little respect for this Potion teacher since the very first version of Harry Potter, knowing not why there's the feeling inside me, whispering he is a good man, after all that he did to Albus Dumbledore, who broke totally and fell out of the window. The moment i read this, i felt something tight and bitter holding my throat and stomach...no...i don't believe it...it can't be Snape who killed Dumbledore...Though still hold the resentment for Snape's rough behavior, i still caught the hope that Snape would turn up and help Harry in the end, which, indeed happened, but rather calm.

After Nagini, the snake of Voldemort's cut her poisonous fangs into Snape, i felt my stomach rolling, rather uncomfortable and disgusting, when old Snape fell blooding; However, just the very last moment, he handed his truest and most beautiful, yet painful memories to Harry Potter.I cried as i read through those words---- Something more than blood was leaking from Snape.Silvery blue, neither gas or liquid, it gushed from his mouth and his ears and his eyes...

Who could have ever believed that Snape was Harry's mom's first lover? or we can say he regarded Lily Evans as his first love, but pity didn't gain the final affection from her...It's already too heartbroken to watch his beloved marry to James Potter and then die when trying to protect her son, however Snape's love over Lily was so beyong courage that  he took Harry Potter under his Protego-charm, even thogh with loathe in his eyes...But that's reasonable, who would have stand the fact to protect his first lover's son while the boy is not his, but his enemy's?

Snape did it, without revealing the truth that he loved Lily once for all in his lifetime.

For that, i respect him.

That's the power of true love, which hardly anybody in the modern society ever realised. True love is love that bears in the bottom of the heart, is caring melted in every minute, every second, and never faded with the time. True love is firmness, is once for all in the lifetime, is a somewhat fairy enchantment..True love is the one i longed for, and it's the emotion i showed to my beloved.

I wrote this article in green ink, only to show the color of Slytherlin, the house that belonged to the half-blood prince, the potion genius, the true man--Severus Snape.

A flask, conjured from thin air, was thrust into his shaking hands by Hermione. Harry lifted the silvery substance into it with his wand. When the flask was full to the brim, and Snape looked as though there was no blood left in him, his grip on Harry 's robes slackened.

" Look...at...me..." he whispered.

The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor and Snape moved no more.