每回静静地聆听雨的声音，

都会发现有许许多多的音符。

原来雨掉落在树枝上或玻璃窗边，

有完全不一样的乐章。

就如看着你离开时，

细雨不停的打在伞上那心碎的声音，

像透明的音符。

每当只要心静下来时，

就能听到那声音索绕在我耳際。

戏就要上演了，

我们妆都化好了，

也穿上了华丽的戏服，

等待着音乐与灯光的开始，

让我们站在人前。

但我们到底是在演给谁看？

观众又在哪里？

他们都藏在面具后面吗？

还是都躲在包厢里面？

其实这个世界已经太过悲惨，

就让我们别吝啬给予我们最热情的掌声吧！

其实你不需要刻意的推开我，

我只是单纯的想与你一起分享。

我默默的等待着，聆听着，

盼能扮演一个称职的角色。

甚至有些时候，话也不必说得太多，

只需一个明白的眼神、一个浅浅的微笑，

又或者一个温暖的拥抱，

就能得到心灵的依靠。

在安静沉默中，

我们倾听到更多的美好。

When we were young and learning to walk,

Our parents are by our side,

Reaching out with their hands towards us,

Encouraging us to take our first step.

When we are grown up and we fell down in our life path,

Are we still hoping for someone to reach out a hand towards us?

We must first learn to stand up,

And take another step forward,

Before we should expect any helping hands.

We must first believe in ourselves,

Before others will believe in us.

If someday,

You found out a totally different way of being happy,

Take out your courage to try it.

Happiness is a magician’s secret weapon,

It requires much encouragement from the audience.

When the cheering begins,

The magician conjures up countless surprises one after another.

If someday,

You chanced upon this secret,

Try it out,

And you will realise that being a magician is much easier than you thought.

要了解另一个人是一件不容易的事，
也许那个人不想被了解，
又或许他觉得能让他轻松倾诉的对象是其他人吧。

如果我真的有增加你的烦恼事项，
那绝对不是我所愿意。
既然我已知道你有在为我的事感到烦心，
那我是否应该尽量的不让你再为我的事而操心呢？

其实我也会害怕，
我怕我会让你觉得我太自以为是，
我怕我会让你觉得我过于主观。
我怕我的举动会伤到你的自尊，
我怕我所做的会影响我们的关系。

也许我真的不懂得如何的表达我的关心，
也许我只是很主观的在给予那些你不想要的关怀。
其实我也只是不善于告诉你，
我为你所做的一切一切。

难道真的只有那些看起来像小鸟依人般的女生，
才有权利被人照顾、疼惜吗？
虽然我给人的印象是比较霸道、强势的，
但是其实我也是希望能得到呵护与关怀的。
如过这个要求是奢侈的话，
那我会尽量的改变我的心情。

也许真的我应该学会自己调整自己的思绪吧，
或许我也只能以文字来发泄我的情绪了。

Embrace the loneliness within,

And you can have the whole world.

Buy yourself a cup to tea,

And slowly savour its flavour.

Or choose a small path to take a walk,

Quietly..

At your own pace..

You may even change your route at your own whim and fancy.

Embrace the loneliness within,

And you will learn to appreciate the next touch of warmth.

Can someone please tell those women who like to “flick” their hair on public transport the cold brutal hard truth? Which is that people do not care to feel other people’s hair on their face.

Just yesterday, I was standing in a CROWDED train when suddenly I felt something came hitting at my face from behind. I turned around and there was this girl “flicking” her hair over her shoulders. My first instinct was to curtly asked her, “Excuse me, are you dense? This is a crowded train and there you are “flicking” your hair all over the place with no concern of whether your hair is hitting other people. What are you thinking?!!”

But I didn’t tell her that cos I didn’t wish to start a scene in the train and also cos her boyfriend who was with her quickly apologised to me. Imagine that! The girl didn’t even say a word of sorry whileas her boyfriend has to apologise on her behalf.

So please, to all those women out there who loves to do this action of “flicking” your hair over your shoulders… unless you are doing that in a commercial, the fact is, no one else cares for your hair on any part of their body.

Smile,

And the world smiles with you.

Buy a mug with a cutie pix,

And place it within easy reach.

When you’re feeling tired and down,

Drink a cup of coffee or tea,

And cheers yourself with it.

Have a hearty laugh,

And happiness will surround you like champagne bubbles,

One after another.

Happiness forms like ripples,

Expanding from in to out.

Do not be too bothered by other people’s opinion.

You are the one living your life.

Who is with who?

Who is not with who?

Who like who?

Who dislike who?

When tomorrow comes, how many people actually really care?

And most importantly, do you really care about these people at all?

Rumours are always starting without any trace and then left to linger.

Gossips are present everywhere that you go,

Only by putting ourselves facing the sunlight,

Then will our backs be facing the shadows.

Walk out from the scruitinizing eyes of others,

And no one can take away your happiness.

Learn not to be affected by what others think,

And you will be free to live the life you want.

It is never worth it to throw away what is precious to you,

Simply because you are too bothered by how other people perceive it to be.