我突然想起以前催崇光专栏的时候，他在家里一边听着音乐喝着可乐，一边随手拿着黑色的碳素笔唰唰地在他的爱马仕笔记本上书写着漂亮的行楷。那一段话是：“你要相信世界上一定有你的爱人，无论你此刻正被光芒环绕被掌声淹没，还是当时你正孤独地走在寒冷的街道上被大雨淋湿，无论是飘着小雪的清晨，还是被热浪炙烤的黄昏，他一定会穿越这个世界上汹涌着的人群，他一一的走过他们，走向你。他一定会怀着满腔的热，和目光里沉甸甸的爱，走到你的身边，抓紧你。他会迫不及待地走到你的身边，如果他年轻，那他一定会像顽劣的孩童霸占着自己的玩具不肯与人分享般地拥抱你。如果他已经不再年轻，那他一定会像披荆斩棘归来的猎人，在你身旁燃起篝火，然后拥抱着你疲惫而放心地睡去。他一定会找到你。你要等。”
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what's the difference between a king and his horse? I don't mean kiddy shit like "One's a person and one's an animal" or "One has two legs and one has four." If their form, ability and power were exactly the same, why is it that one becomes the king and controls the battle, while the other becomes the horse and carries the king?! There's only one answer. Instinct! In order for identical beings to get stronger and gain the power they need to become king, they must search for more battles and power! They thirst for battle, and live to mercilessly, crush, shred, and slice their enemies! Deep, deep within our body lies the honed instinct to kill, and slaughter our enemies! But you don't have that! You don't have those pure, base instincts! You fight with your brain. You try to defeat your enemies with logic! And it doesn't work! You're trying to cut them with a sheathed sword! That's why you're weaker than me.

“原来不用等来生的，原来此生我就能恣意的爱你，把我欠你的全还给你。”

胡笳－leidewen

活着就是活着，还有什么？

来了一趟，感受一下生老病死，体会悲欢离合，这就是意义。

人活着就是要什么都试试，不体会苦，怎么会知道甜？

没有失去的痛，怎么感受得到愉悦？所以每每回忆就会满心甜蜜，却也又说不出的苦涩。

胡笳－leidewen

明明怕疼，还是任由你伤