我的人生

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一样的表情, 不一样的心情

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微笑不代表我开心，

流泪不一定是难过，


人就是这么奇怪的动物，
牵手可以是个理由，

拥抱也未必是相爱，

离开也可能还深爱，
 同一样的表情，

同一样的文字，

却有着那么多不同的意思，

从前我们笑就是笑，

我们哭就是哭，

就是那么的简单，

那么的单纯，

可渐渐地，

我们的笑不再是笑了

笑的时候我们不一定开心，

哭得时候也不表示我们一定是难过的，

自己开始觉得自己很虚伪，

我们开始讨厌这样的自己，

但在她面前却又不能完全活出自我，

深怕她误会我们心中所想的，

明明不喜欢她和别人出门，

却老笑着说“玩得开心点”

明明就很讨厌孤单一个人，

却总是对她说“我一个人没事的”

其实有很多时候都好想对她说出心底话，

但总怕她觉得自己不为他着想，

总觉得这样对两个人都好，

只好永远地伪装自己了，

心底总希望他在哪一天会明白你心中的想法，

但是...

她永远都不明白微笑的意思，


人们总把不该当真的事情看得太认真了，

却把该认真的事情不当作一回事...

等到明白一切时，

已经人去楼空，

一切不复存在了....

有些事一转身就是一辈子

this is my real story

有些人一直没机会见，等有机会见了，却又犹豫了，相见不如不见。
有些事一直没机会做，等有机会了，却不想再做了。
有些事。错过了。就是没缘分。抓住了。就是幸福
有些话埋藏在心中好久，没机会说，等有机会说的时候，却说不出口了。
有些爱一直没机会爱，等有机会了，已经不爱了。
有些人很多机会相见的，却总找借口推脱，想见的时候已经没机会了。
有些话有很多机会说的，却想着以后再说，要说的时候，已经没机会了。
有些事有很多机会做的，却一天一天推迟，想做的时候却发现没机会了。
有些爱给了你很多机会，却不在意没在乎，想重视的时候已经没机会爱了。

人生有时候，总是很讽刺。
一转身可能就是一世。
说好永远的，不知怎么就散了。最后自己想来想去竟然也搞不清当初是什么原因分开彼此的。然后，你忽然醒悟，感情原来是这么脆弱的。经得起风雨，却经不起平凡；风雨同船，天晴便各自散了。也许只是赌气，也许只是因为小小的事。幻想着和好的甜蜜，或重逢时的拥抱，那个时候会是边流泪边捶打对方，还傻笑着。该是多美的画面。

没想到的是，一别竟是一辈子了。
于是，各有各的生活，各自爱着别的人。曾经相爱，现在已互不相干。
即使在同一个小小的城市，也不曾再相逢。某一天某一刻，走在同一条街，也看不见对方。先是感叹，后来是无奈。

也许你很幸福，因为找到另一个适合自己的人。
也许你不幸福，因为可能你这一生就只有那个人真正用心在你身上。
很久很久，没有对方的消息，也不再想起这个人，也不想再想起这些事.

有些事一转身就一辈子了.

C|ubsjie's story

There are people whom you never have chance to see, yet when chance comes, you hesitate reckoning that seeing is not better than not seeing.
There are things which you never have no chance to do, yet when chance comes, you do not want to do any more.
There are things once missed, you have no fortune; once seized, you have got happiness.
There are words that buried long time in mind with no chance to say, yet when chance comes, it is hard to speak out.
There is love that gets no chance to be loved, yet when chance comes, you do not love any more.
There are people whom you have lots of chances to meet, yet always finding excuses to put off; chances no loner exist the day you do want to see.
There are words that you have many chances to say, yet choose to say later, and chances no more exist the day you do want to say.
There are things you have enough chances to do, yet delaying day by day and chances on longer exist the day you gonna have them done.
There is love that offers plenty of chances to cherish, yet being ignored and chances no longer exist the day you want to love.
Life is, sometimes, satiric,
Turning away may be a lifetime
Eternity has been promised yet somehow separate finally with no one being able to make clear what reason on earth contributes to the separation. You suddenly come to realize how fragile emotion is! People can stand up hardship but fails in front of ordinary lives; share the same boat in rainy days but get parted when the sun comes out. Maybe it dues to people’s angry against each other, or to trivial things. Imagine the sweetness of reconciliation or the hugs when meet again—what a wonderful scene it is that one beats the other with tears on cheeks, giggling.
Never anticipate that once leave should be a lifelong farewell.
Then, each one has his own life, with their respective beloved ones. At one time, they loved each other, but now, there is no connection.
Even living in the same small city, they have never come cross each other again. Some day, some time, walking in the same street, neither do they recognize each other. At the start they sighed, and then there is no choice.
Maybe you are quite happy for another person you found suits you well.

Maybe you are very misery for the possibility that during your lifetime he is the only one that truly loves you.

Long time has passed, with no message of him, you won’t think of him any more, nor will you think of these things.There are things once you turn away you turn a lifetime.