We enjoy warmth because we have been cold.
We appreciate light because we have been in darkness.
By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.

Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

这两天，忙着准备些英文料理。把自己给累坏了，这也不是件坏事，至少我能够早点上床睡觉。 突然间不知道我该写些什么好。。。 嗨。。。



或许忙碌，也是一种痛苦的解脱。
忙碌,不仅仅是工作,也有生活。
换个名词叫充实，再进一步的解释就是累，之后的联想就是期待休息。
在忙碌的日子，安静的，享受这一切。