December 2010
6 posts
The Midnight 15th
I never thought of the miserable night hit during the 15th. I heard the massive thud, I spun around. He’d cut his gums up on impact, bloody, and clutching his head. I think it was a kind of wake up call for him. He uttered the spells without in deep notices. But, I think it was half past dead still!!! Wine of the amateur for three, or the cry of the critic for five. Don’t you cry?...
Thank You
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
宁静
一个苦者找到一个和尚倾诉他的心事…
他说：“我放不下一些事，放不下一些人。”
和尚说：“没有什么东西是放不下的。”
他说：“这些事和人我就偏偏放不下。”
和尚让他拿着一个茶杯，然后就往里面倒热水，一直倒到水溢出来。
苦者被烫到马上松开了手。
和尚说：“这个世界上没有什么事是放不下的，痛了，你自然就会放下。”
