亮：在我们的眼中没有太阳，一直都是夜晚，但却不暗淡，因为有能代替太阳的东西。
雪：因为有夜晚的存在，我才能走下去，虽然并不明亮，但只要是在走就已经足够了。
亮：你是我的...太阳，火热的太阳，不放弃在明天继续升起，这是我唯一的希望。
雪：你是我的...太阳，虚假的太阳，你燃尽了自己照亮了前路，你是我唯一的光芒。
我们头上没有太阳，一直都是夜晚。但是却不觉得黑暗，我觉得自己需要夜晚，这样才能让我我生存下去。虽然并不明亮，但是足够让我走下去。你是我的太阳，虚构的太阳,但是它不会放弃明天再次升起，它是我唯一希望。你是我的太阳，虚构的太阳，但却能让波光荡漾，照亮前进的路，是我唯一的阳光。好明亮，好明亮。 一切都是从那天开始的，14年前，失去太阳的那天开始的。
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没有落日般的瑰丽，没有流云般的飘逸，但可以有水晶般的清纯与透明。
没有大山般的巍峨，没有湖水般的轻柔，但可以有岩石般的坚毅与稳重。
没有大海般的浩瀚，没有瀑布般的飞泻，但可以有泥土般的朴素与随和。
风从水上走过，留下粼粼波纹；骆驼人沙漠上走过，留下深深的脚印；哨鸽从天空飞过，留下串串欢韵；岁月从树林穿过，留下圈圈年轮。啊，朋友，我们从时代的舞台走过，将给社会留下些什么？
花从春走过，留下缕缕花香；叶从夏走过，留下片片荫凉；风从秋走过，留下阵阵金浪；雪从冬走过，留下种种希望。啊，朋友，我们从人生的四季走过，将给人生留下些什么。 风不懂云的漂泊
天不懂雨的落魄
眼不懂泪的懦弱
你可以不懂我的选择，也可以不懂我的难过 成功就是简单的事情重复做、重复做!
全国著名的推销大师，即将告别他的推销生涯，应行业协会和社会各界的邀请，他将在该城中最大的体育馆，做告别职业生涯的演说。
那天，会场座无虚席，人们在热切地、焦急地等待着，那位当代最伟大的推销员，作精彩的演讲。当大幕徐徐拉开，舞台的正中央吊着一个巨大的铁球。为了这个铁球，台上搭起了高大的铁架。
一位老者在人们热烈的掌声中，走了出来，站在铁架的一边。他穿着一件红色的运动服，脚下是一双白色胶鞋。
人们惊奇地望着他，不知道他要做出什么举动。
这时两位工作人员，抬着一个大铁锤，放在老者的面前。主持人这时对观众讲：请两位身体强壮的人，到台上来。好多年轻人站起来，转眼间已有两名动作快的跑到台上。
老人这时开口和他们讲规则，请他们用这个大铁锤，去敲打那个吊着的铁球，直到把它荡起来。
一个年轻人抢着拿起铁锤，拉开架势，抡起大锤，全力向那吊着的铁球砸去，一声震耳的响声，那吊球动也没动。他就用大铁锤接二连三地砸向吊球，很快他就气喘吁吁。
另一个人也不示弱，接过大铁锤把吊球打得叮当响，可是铁球仍旧一动不动。
台下逐渐没了呐喊声，观众好象认定那是没用的，就等着老人做出什么解释。
会场恢复了平静，老人从上衣口袋里掏出一个小锤，然后认真地，面对着那个巨大的铁球。他用小锤对着铁球“咚”敲了一下，然后停顿一下，再一次用小锤“咚”敲了一下。人们奇怪地看着，老人就那样“咚”敲一下，然后停顿一下，就这样持续地做。
十分钟过去了，二十分钟过去了，会场早已开始骚动，有的人干脆叫骂起来，人们用各种声音和动作发泄着他们的不满。老人仍然一小锤一停地工作着，他好象根本没有听见人们在喊叫什么。人们开始忿然离去，会场上出现了大块大块的空缺。留下来的人们好象也喊累了，会场渐渐地安静下来。
大概在老人进行到四十分钟的时候，坐在前面的一个妇女突然尖叫一声：“球动了！”刹时间会场立即鸦雀无声，人们聚精会神地看着那个铁球。那球以很小的摆度动了起来，不仔细看很难察觉。老人仍旧一小锤一小锤地敲着，人们好象都听到了那小锤敲打吊球的声响。吊球在老人一锤一锤的敲打中越荡越高，它拉动着那个铁架子“哐、哐“作响，它的巨大威力强烈地震撼着在场的每一个人。终于场上爆发出一阵阵热烈的掌声，在掌声中，老人转过身来，慢慢地把那把小锤揣进兜里。
老人开口讲话了，他只说了一句话：在成功的道路上，你没有耐心去等待成功的到来，那么，你只好用一生的耐心去面对失败。
温馨提示：很多的人以为成功很难，成功要付出太多、成功会很痛苦，就不去想和追求。 实际上，只要我们注意观察，就会吃惊地发现，那些生活在贫困线上的人才是真的有耐心，有吃苦耐劳的品质，他们正是以这种惊人的耐心忍受着不成功的现实和生活。你可以不思成功，但你的生活并不会因此而轻松。你追逐成功，你会因此而生活得更好。 在成功的道路上，你没有耐心去等待成功的到来，那么，你只好用一生的耐心去面对失败太爱了大概是种罪吧！因为怕你会离开而困住你。
那为我展现的你的样子，我想独自占有。
就连甜蜜也要独自占有。我对伱如此深的迷恋。
使伱那脆弱的爱破碎了，把伱从我身边带走了。
现在我会送伱离开，会放伱走，如果没有我伱会更幸福的话。“因为怕失去，所以连快乐都透着忧伤”，大概每个人的痛都是别人无法体会的An invitation to dinner was soon afterwards dispatched; and already had Mrs. Bennet planned the courses that were to do credit to her housekeeping, when an answer arrived which deferred it all. Mr. Bingley was obliged to be in town the following day, and consequently unable to accept the honour of their invitation, &c. Mrs. Bennet was quite disconcerted. She could not imagine what business he could have in town so soon after his arrival in Hertfordshire; and she began to fear that he might be always flying about from one place to another, and never settled at Netherfield as he ought to be. Lady Lucas quieted her fears a little by starting the idea of his being gone to London only to get a large party for the ball; and a report soon followed that Mr. Bingley was to bring twelve ladies and seven gentlemen with him to the assembly. The girls grieved over such a large number of ladies; but were comforted the day before the ball by hearing that, instead of twelve, he had brought only six with him from London, his five sisters and a cousin. And when the party entered the assembly room, it consisted of only five altogether; Mr. Bingley, his two sisters, the husband of the oldest, and another young man. Mr. Bingley was good looking and gentlemanlike; he had a pleasant countenance, and easy, unaffected manners. His brother-in-law, Mr. Hurst, merely looked the gentleman; but his friend Mr. Darcy soon drew the attention of the room by his fine, tall person, handsome features, noble mien; and the report which was in general circulation within five minutes after his entrance, of his having ten thousand a year. The gentlemen pronounced him to be a fine figure of a man, the ladies declared he was much handsomer than Mr. Bingley, and he was looked at with great admiration for about half the evening, till his manners gave a disgust which turned the tide of his popularity; for he was discovered to be proud, to be above his company, and above being pleased; and not all his large estate in Derbyshire could then save him from having a most forbidding, disagreeable countenance, and being unworthy to be compared with his friend. from PRIDE AND PREJUDICE
不是每个人都一定会快乐，不是每种痛都一定要诉说