Although this is a serious matter.... there's a nice vid made by Mr. Brown and Co. to lighten the mood haha..
Here's their rendition of Wondergirls' - Nobody. Enjoy!
永恒的爱存在吗?
我今天看了一部非常棒的爱情片.看完之后有了许多感想...
剧中有一句令我赞叹不已的话:
"如果爱上一个人,怎能不害怕分离? 而我们必须接受事实...人长大了,寂寞就是没有了爱.这种空虚不是朋友或家人能个取代的... 即使是短暂的爱过,也会刻骨铭心."
记得有人说过:"爱情犹如烟火". 烟火释放出的光芒, 璀璨夺目,照亮着人生中的黑暗. 但刹那间,也可能就消失了. 这样的爱值得追求吗?
剧中有一句令我赞叹不已的话:
"如果爱上一个人,怎能不害怕分离? 而我们必须接受事实...人长大了,寂寞就是没有了爱.这种空虚不是朋友或家人能个取代的... 即使是短暂的爱过,也会刻骨铭心."
记得有人说过:"爱情犹如烟火". 烟火释放出的光芒, 璀璨夺目,照亮着人生中的黑暗. 但刹那间,也可能就消失了. 这样的爱值得追求吗?
I Just Want You
I Just Want You - Planetshakers
More than a nice melody,
More than the sweetest of words,
This is love i have found,
and with this love i am found.
I just want you Jesus, i just want you my Lord,
I just want you Jesus, i just want You.
Never could i comprehend,
The love you so freely give,
Never could i be with you,
But you love covers all of my sin.
I just want you Jesus,
I just want you my Lord,
I just want you Jesus i just want You.
There is no greater love than Your's,
Nothing else could ever compare,
And even if i search all the world i will never find a love like your's, God.
There is no greater love than Your's,
Nothing else could ever compare,
And even if i search all the world i will never find a love like your's.
I just want you Jesus,
I just want you my Lord,
I just want you Jesus,
I just want You,
Jesus
感恩的心
上个学期的考试今天终于放榜了。说实话，我对这次的成绩放榜并不期待-因为我总是觉得这次的表现并不理想。虽然说，我在这个学期所付出的努力好比上的学期多了许多，但却觉得自己似乎在课业上领悟得不多。
虽然说不在意，不知怎么的，今天十一点五十九分，我便守在电脑旁了。在领取成绩的那一刹那，我感觉到了瞬间的安慰-这应该是因为觉到了所得的成绩虽然比预期的好。但奇怪的是，这瞬间的安慰转眼间演变成了一种苦涩的失落-因为这次的表现和上个学期相比可算是差强人意。。。这种感觉究竟是因为我的要求太高？还是，这只是人性自古以来都甩不掉的“贪念”呢？我真的搞不太懂！
今天乘闲着没事干的时候，我无意中来到了网络的上的一个部落格。 作者在部落格里抒写了一些不如意的经历。但是，令我惊讶的是，她竟然在这种情况下还能保持着乐观、积极、感恩的态度。而我生在的处境，比她好许多，却为一点小事搞得不愉快。嗨。。。 我该知足了！
虽然说不在意，不知怎么的，今天十一点五十九分，我便守在电脑旁了。在领取成绩的那一刹那，我感觉到了瞬间的安慰-这应该是因为觉到了所得的成绩虽然比预期的好。但奇怪的是，这瞬间的安慰转眼间演变成了一种苦涩的失落-因为这次的表现和上个学期相比可算是差强人意。。。这种感觉究竟是因为我的要求太高？还是，这只是人性自古以来都甩不掉的“贪念”呢？我真的搞不太懂！
今天乘闲着没事干的时候，我无意中来到了网络的上的一个部落格。 作者在部落格里抒写了一些不如意的经历。但是，令我惊讶的是，她竟然在这种情况下还能保持着乐观、积极、感恩的态度。而我生在的处境，比她好许多，却为一点小事搞得不愉快。嗨。。。 我该知足了！
Cherish
I read something i really liked on facebook. Thought i should leave it here to share, and to remember. Here it goes:
There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.She told her boyfriend,"If I could only see the world,I will marry you."
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her
boyfriend.
He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'
The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:
"Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine."
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Life Is a Gift
Today before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on
your face and think: you're alive and still around.
There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her.She told her boyfriend,"If I could only see the world,I will marry you."
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her
boyfriend.
He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?'
The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.
Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying:
"Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine."
This is how the human brain often works when our status changes. Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.
Life Is a Gift
Today before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
Before you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
Before you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
Today before you complain about life - Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
Before whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on
your face and think: you're alive and still around.
The Ferns and Bamboo Story: my perspective.
I am sitting my room, idling again. Looks like I am back again in this cave, finally. This is where I like to ponder about life's issues, with my favourite playlist playing.
Away from the heaps of homework and readings during the academic semesters, life's suddenly tranquil and slow-moving, with a hint of laziness. Aimless it may seem, but I guess I can afford that. I need a break. The thought of going back to another round of paper-chasing's unthinkable now.
I was told of a story lately, about a man who was probably in the darkest hour of his life. Soaking in his despair, he contemplated to end his life. But I guess fate found him to be in a forest bursting with vegetative life. Striving on the forest floor were ferns, with bamboo sparsely distributed among them. Then, a Voice questioned that man,
" What is the difference between the bamboo and the ferns?"
As if the question was rhetorical, the voice answered,
"The ferns are short, but grow and reproduce rapidly, spreading across the forest floor like wildfire. The bamboo tress are tall and majestic, soaring up the sky towards the warmth of the sunlight. But tall as it may seem, it's roots runs deep into the ground. It takes a long time for its roots to grow far and deep into the soil, before it is ready to grow upwards into the sky."
I find this story very analogous to our lives. Very often, especially during transitional stages of life, we find ourselves trapped in the valleys of life. Or we find our lives on a plateau, wondering when we can scale greater heights. I guess these are the times when when our 'roots' are growing deeper into the ground to prepare us for the growth that will soon come - if we do not lose hope.
Away from the heaps of homework and readings during the academic semesters, life's suddenly tranquil and slow-moving, with a hint of laziness. Aimless it may seem, but I guess I can afford that. I need a break. The thought of going back to another round of paper-chasing's unthinkable now.
I was told of a story lately, about a man who was probably in the darkest hour of his life. Soaking in his despair, he contemplated to end his life. But I guess fate found him to be in a forest bursting with vegetative life. Striving on the forest floor were ferns, with bamboo sparsely distributed among them. Then, a Voice questioned that man,
" What is the difference between the bamboo and the ferns?"
As if the question was rhetorical, the voice answered,
"The ferns are short, but grow and reproduce rapidly, spreading across the forest floor like wildfire. The bamboo tress are tall and majestic, soaring up the sky towards the warmth of the sunlight. But tall as it may seem, it's roots runs deep into the ground. It takes a long time for its roots to grow far and deep into the soil, before it is ready to grow upwards into the sky."
I find this story very analogous to our lives. Very often, especially during transitional stages of life, we find ourselves trapped in the valleys of life. Or we find our lives on a plateau, wondering when we can scale greater heights. I guess these are the times when when our 'roots' are growing deeper into the ground to prepare us for the growth that will soon come - if we do not lose hope.
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