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孤单寂寞，是永远的话题，也是永远的黑暗。逃脱，不知如何是好？躲避，不知下一步是什么？一想到明天的明天还是寂寞，还是孤单，就一顿恐惧。明明身边有那么多的朋友，但在人群中越感寂寞。似乎所有人都不属于我们，而总是想要一个人在自己身旁不断的守候着，像一位俘虏在身边永远伺候。prisoner，有谁愿意为他的她活着。

对自己所爱的人，千方百计的谨慎，想好好的保护，不能伤害。殊不知这点点的谨慎却造成了更大的伤害。把痛苦悲伤孤寂都自己扛着，对着自己心爱的人撒谎，独自一人在角落默默的伤心。而她却远远的看着你，感觉到了你的疏远，感觉到了你的痛苦，更因为不知道要如何帮忙而越加的痛苦。

喜欢，却不知道如何去喜欢。疼爱，却不知道如何去疼爱。自己盲目在爱情的迷宫里，到处乱窜，却不知自己的一举一行已经对自己所爱的造成了伤害，一种只能由时间才能抚平的伤害。痛苦一直持续着，自己也在为盲目的付出而感到不值。当时当自己觉醒时，发现一切都已经无法挽回。静静的坐着，陷入更黑暗的恐惧。

爱情是什么？只是一个虚空的监狱。人们都在歌颂爱情的伟大和美妙，因而我们打着爱情的名誉，认为所作的是正确的。撕开爱情这个天使的外表，真正的实质只是自己的一片心。将自己的心表现出来，倘然的接受对方，使对方高兴幸福，那即便是爱情。

友情，爱情，亲情之间真的有那么大的区别么？爱情，一套套在双手的纸枷锁。

Standing in the front of a mirror of a childish boy, a high-school me bursts into my mind. From him, I can see me which  was in three years ago; from him, I can see the progress I have made; from him I can see the regrets which are hidden in my heart.

During the three years (one year being a returning student, two years being a colledge student.), I have been changed a lot.

No more sensitivity. Almost in the three years, the sorrow and the unhappiness  flood most of my time. I nearly spent half a day to complain all the things. But now, I begin to appreciate life. Every drop of life has its own taste. Learn to find the seasoning of life, and throw over all the unnecessary compainments. Only in this way, life can be light and enjoyable.

No more cry. I can still rememb r that in high school, I have cried for many times even in front of a lot of my classmates. Only if a man come into desperation, he can cry, alone. The bad things happened nowadays or in high school are far from desperation. No need to cry and cary no more.

No more love. Love is a losing game, and I am always losing. The only thing love can do is to disturb my life. I have no time to have a call with a girlfriend for about 1h. I have no energy to stay with her for more than 6h a day, and I have no money to shop with her. Someone explains this for me: the reason you feel this way is that you haven’t find the person you truely love. Maybe true, maybe not.

……………………………………………………

Three years flied away and the scar of flying curved in my mind forever.

这个时候我都可以起来

学习。。

发现自己变伟大了许多

好开心

自我纪念，希望以后能好好学习

hoho～～～～