I accepted an invitation from one of my classmates ,Liukai, to mountain climbing .On 7:30 in Saturday morning ,we gathered at the place we had appointed, the picture art gallery of Shaanxi province ,and set out at 7:50.

     We introduced ourselves as new partners during the trip and enjoyed some funny jokes. A girl performed startling yoga; she crossed her hands in her back and untied them in the front.

     At 9:00,we arrived county Hu ,Qu valley .Our group have seventy people who like outdoor sports. At the beginning ,we climbed quickly ,but only after half an hour ,Liukai and I had regretted and wanted to return ,but the alley allow only one person to pass, we had to climb with hands on the path .It is not the adventurous !Then we stepped on the stoned road ,water flows under the stones ,we can only judge where the path is by the dust on the stones. Later we passed through the path in the weeds ,that were almost one meter high .most part of our journey was on the brink ,one side is steep covered with weeds ,another side are rocks .So we must be careful walking in mud to avoid slipping ,because we all saw the rocks in the valley.

At 11:00 ,we have arrived summit ,there can accommodate 50 peoples .We had took a rest and had lunch in there .We all sweated and are tired .So the leader of the group suggested us that those who have enough strength to continue climbing until arrived bamboo forest ,it would take two hours, others can took 20 minutes arrive a rivulet ,the rest can descend the mountain along the former way. Liukai’s foot had broke, so we stayed by the rivulet for two hours ,where we breathing fresh air and listening the sound the water ,the birds warble .we shares sock each others.      

At 4:30 ,we had arrived the foot of the mountain. I had a good time in yesterday ,and expected the next time.

       朋友借给我这本书，一直没有时间细读，最近静下心来就被这本薄薄的书本打动，美丽而又忧伤，淡淡的表述背后有多么深刻的领悟，人生、命运、理想、感情、现实，这其中有太多的东东需要我们反思。 

 

   "If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars. He can say to himself, 'Somewhere, my flower is there…' But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened...".

   "But if you tame me,it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life.I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others...Yours will call me ,like music,out of my burrow...The grain,which is also golden,will bring me back the thought of you.And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat..."

 

      在游泳池里泡了很久了，才发现，自己原来是怕水的，姿势紧张，呼吸急促，不够从容，即使心里刻意去纠正，但是没有多少改进，自以为可以在水里还原自己平静的心，可是，其实骨子里还是紧张和害怕！我在水里是一条怕水的鱼。呵呵！

      在别人无法料到的时刻，我已经看到了开始，在后来的懵懂中我也敏感的望见了结束。

      闲暇的日子，总是让自己敏感异常，雨天又会让往事层层叠叠，我想起：那晚我们吃完饭漫步回来在台球桌前的昏暗灯光，也记起了你拥着自己的温柔和那温软的双手，我记起了你无语的看不够，也记起了你初次见面的眼里的惊奇，还有对你声音的迷恋，在这样的雨天，世界似乎只有一种声音，就是雨声，窗外变得单调而有旋律，没有了孩子的嬉闹，也没有了成人世界的复杂，而我随着电脑哼着音乐，静静的想着你，想着各种可能，突然发现自己真的变了，变得如此的介意，真是的，也许是年龄的缘故，不再象以前那么没心没肺的吧，会为很多事情辗转...

 

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     有谁会比我更清楚，母亲去世后，我回家的无法言明的失落，强烈的反差，这是任何人做任何事情都无法弥补和抹去的，所以父亲他们又何苦？我其实只想回家履行一个手续，不想麻烦任何人，和别人有什么关系...但是...人就是这么奇怪，老是会陷入一种别人出于种种目的施加于你的好意或者无意的枷锁里，于是我在不伤害别人的感情和好意下，感觉自己委屈无比...即使有人告诉我，生活就是彼此妥协，可是我为什么会如此在意，也许是我希冀的太多，曾经多少梦里的欢乐呀！也许是我想的太过简单了，但是生活本身很复杂！也许我始终太过理想化了，尽管自己感觉自己很现实！生活就像这场雨，不疾不徐，无论你喜欢与否都会洒在地上留下浅浅痕迹，或者在水面上激起层层涟漪，或者在心里点点滴滴的滋润，或者...

 

     站在阳台上，看着雨滴在雨水里圈圈点点，想着自己的无法诉说的委屈，看到紫竹，浅浅的紫色的小花，在紫色的叶子里微露容颜，感觉莫名的感动...