One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listeningto strange music. Then one day, you will find that the things you tryhard to forget are already gone.

Happiness is not about being immortal nor having food or rights inone's hand. It’s about having each tiny wish come true, or havingsomething to eat when you are hungry or having someone's love when youneed love.

Love is a lamp, while friendship is the shadow. When the lamp is off,you will find the shadow everywhere. Friend is who can give youstrength at last.

I love you not for who you are, but for who I am before you.

Love makes man grow up or sink down.

If you can hold something up and put it down, it is calledweight-lifting; if you can hold something up but can never put it down,it's called burden-bearing. Pitifully, most of people are bearing heavyburdens when they are in love.

We all live in the past. We take a minute to know someone, one hour tolike someone, and one day to love someone, but the whole life to forgetsomeone.

One may fall in love with many people during the lifetime. When youfinally get your own happiness, you will understand the previoussadness is kind of treasure, which makes you better to hold and cherishthe people you love.

When you are young, you may want several love experiences. But as timegoes on, you will realize that if you really love someone, the wholelife will not be enough. You need time to know, to forgive and to love.All this needs a very big mind.

When tomorrow turns in today, yesterday, and someday that no moreimportant in your memory, we suddenly realize that we r pushed forwardby time. This is not a train in still in which you may feel forwardwhen another train goes by. It is the truth that we've all grown up.And we become different.

If you leave me, please don't comfort me because each sewing has to meet stinging pain.

Don’t forget the things you once you owned. Treasure the things youcan’t get. Don't give up the things that belong to you and keep thoselost things in memory.

I love and am used to keeping a distance with those changed things.Only in this way can I know what will not be abandoned by time. Forexample, when you love someone, changes are all around. Then I stepbackward and watching it silently, then I see the true feelings.

Men love from overlooking while women love from looking up. If love isa mountain, then if men go up, more women they will see while womenwill see fewer men.

Good love makes you see the whole world from one person while bad love makes you abandon the whole world for one person.

We shall always save a place for ourselves, only for ourselves. Andthen begin to love. Have no idea of what it is, who he is, how to loveor how long it will be. Just wait for one love. Maybe no one will comeout, but this kind of waiting is the love itself.

Is there anyone who hasn't suffered for the secret love? We alwaysthink that love is very heavy, heavy and could be the heaviest thing inthe world. But one day, when you look back, you suddenly realize thatit's always light, light. We all thought love was very deep, but infact it's very thin. The deepest and heaviest love must grow up withthe time.

In this world, only those men who really feel happy can give women happiness

If a woman is not sexy, she needs emotion; if she is not emotional, sheneeds reason; if she is not reasonable, she has to know herselfclearly. coz only she has is misfortune.

An unacceptable love needs no sorrow but time- sometime for forgetting.A badly-hurt heart needs no sympathy but understanding.

I know someone in the world is waiting for me, although I've no idea of who he is. But I feel happy every day for this.
In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself forsomeone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership nor love. Justask for meeting you in my most beautiful years.

Idon't think that when people grow up, they will become morebroad-minded and can accept everything. Conversely, I think it's aselecting process, knowing what's the most important and what's theleast. And then be a simple man.

When you feel hurt and your tears are gonna to drop. Please look up andhave a look at the sky once belongs to us. If the sky is still vast,clouds are still clear, you shall not cry because my leave doesn't takeaway the world that belongs to you.

“喒們學校能檢X-ray嗎？”“給妳開個小條讓你去boonlay”“算了，我懶得去兩次，我去nus吧”

華人女一“nus student？”“NO”“Staff?”"No""First time come?""Yep"填錶吧，然后我就開始填錶。填到Drug Allergy時，我說那兩個單詞我不會寫。青黴素和新諾明。華人女一幫我把Penicillin寫上了，之后新諾明變在nus YIH傳開了，沒人知道新諾明是啥玩意，最后華人女二說，寫漢字吧。我就在我的Drug Allergy上寫上了：Penicillin 新諾明。

華人女一整理我的材料去了，印度女一來了。她問我：“Can Ihelp u？”我看她長得很不好惹，說：不用了，我已經交了材料。看她還是站那不動，我就跟着她去了。“student or staff？”老一套，我說不是。她說那爲啥來，我說離傢近。其實真實情況是，我特別害怕醫院，不敢一個人去，只能選學校。本來我想告訴她我是ntu的，但是擔心兩大高校有內部矛盾，沒敢說。緊接着她批暸啪啦的說了一堆，意思是，以后別來了，這裏是給nus學生和老師服務的。我心想，點正，at first趕上的不是你。

等待交款的時候，我再看我的單子，髮現新諾明被繙譯了，上麵寫着Septrim，估計剛才華人女一就是干這事了，陷我于印度女魔掌之中。（剛才网上一查，繙譯的不對啊，緊接着我又想起來我是磺胺類過敏。）這時候，我聽到印度女跟一個中國帥哥講話，“你是來旅遊的？第一次來這裏檢查嗎？”“是的。”“拿好您的單子坐在那邊等”“謝謝”！◎＃￥％……

取血處，華人女三，“會昏倒嗎？”“不會，但是會很怕”。隻見一個爆粗的黃色針捅暸進去，之后我變沒了聲音。小時候，每次去打針，我都會用另一隻手把傻媽的手抓的緊緊的。半晌過后，華人女三：“你還好嗎？”“我強忍著劇痛，斬釘截鐵的說”還好，還好。“

緊接着，我去了X-ray室，門鎖着。我又囬去咨詢，華人女二說，X-ray隻有拜二，拜四開，請明天再來。。

左手也癱了，心髒也碎了。看到YIH附近的canteen賣包。我走上前說買包。華人女四問："你要鷄肉的還是肉的?""鷄肉還是肉？"“對”“厄，我要肉的。”咬開一看，肉代錶豬肉。

在英語裡面，我最喜歡的兩個詞是fragment和linger，前者是小史的最愛，他很喜歡記憶碎片之流的電影，在大學裡不停地給我灌輸：“你瞧，你瞧，你的人生就是一片一片的，像碎開的玻璃，在太陽底下很刺眼，但是總不能去碰，會划傷手指。”

後來，見我總是不開竅，他就偷偷告訴我，其實fragment是“blood”的隱喻，不知道什麼時候，你的日子就被誰狠命地划開，斷斷續續地在紅色的河流上放光，泛鐵鏽一樣的腥味，你永遠沒法撈起自己，只能被困在透明的玻璃底下，看片段一樣的生活飄來飄去，甚至都浮不起來，眼目所及處，都是紅色的幻像，所有人就在這很大的池塘裡互相推搡，人和人的交集是玻璃和身體的交鋒，划來划去，把你的玻璃放進別人的傷口，於是，你的生活就佔據了另一個人的————這或許就是能被稱之為人之愛的東西。        

我記得很清楚，跟我解釋玻璃碎片與人生還有愛的關係的時候，小史講得很動情，躺在我旁邊的皮質座椅上，我們的頭頂掛著500CC的獻血袋，我聽得津津有味，手掌有節奏地握拳再鬆開，看著空空的袋子被滑溜溜地鮮血慢慢撐開，那時，我們未曾被誰傷害，預演的人生不過是一只空袋子，一些針頭，還有泛著酒精氣味的棉花，按在並不讓人心疼的傷口上，然後丟棄，於是小史又說，那東西上有我們的DNA碎片，可惜死掉的棉花不能和蒲公英交配，不然又能長出很多新的碎片，你的，我的，我們的，人生的碎片。

Linger源自於一張唱片，Black Tape For a Blue Girl的《First Pain to Linger》，我擅自把它譯作《遊蕩的第一份痛楚》，有些矯情，但Linger的美妙在於它是一種無目的性的漂流，不是無可奈何的，不是積極主動的。

從語義學上來說，這是一種完全被主體忽略掉的漂泊，不是你突然被誰或者什麼東西遺棄了之後產生的那種很自憐的流浪感，Linger是人生最原初的狀態，是一種跳脫你思維本身的存在，我們用少量的時間和世界擦肩而過，做了一個又一個選擇，從此時到彼時，從此處到別處，但你永遠不知道自己什麼時候到來，也始終擔心一切在什麼時間結束，在兩個未知之間消耗時間————這就是Linger的定義。

我記得所羅門總是教訓人說：我們就像葉子，被風吹著走，這一刻不知道下一刻的準確位置，沒幾下，葉子就在眼目裡消失了! 但人的不甘和無聊源自於他能够意識到Linger的存在，我們有別於貓和狗的地方在於，我們總是在很不恰當的時候，獲得跳脫生活，以旁觀者角度觀察自己的能力，於是，你發現自己身上懸掛著很多無意義，若人真是向死而生的話，那麼此刻的你在營營役役些什麼呢？於是，你會發現，小史口中的那些碎片浮出水面，它們不停地分裂、分裂，已分不清哪一塊是誰生活的哪一部分，它們隨機的聚攏、散開，在永恆的未知裡拼一張自己都不知道如何成像的圖，亞當為什麼要吃那只果子呢？那輕輕地一口，讓我們從遠古就開始意識到自己是何等的孤單與盲目。 

Loch Lomend是蘇格蘭的一個地方，那裡有一所監獄，某一天，兩個囚犯被刑滿釋放，他們快樂地走在Loch Lomend的大路上，終於到一處分水嶺，他們分別，一個走High road，一個走low road，他們依然很開心，不停地唱著：“不管我們如何走，一定又能回到這裡。”這是我最喜歡的一首蘇格蘭民謠，我也不知道原因。

Last But Not Least, God Bless us all.