Memories of the Wind.
Friday, January 11, 2008
What?? Goldfishes.
有一天，安娜发现鱼缸死了一条金鱼。
她用了渔网，把金鱼捞了起来，然后随后丢进垃圾桶。
鱼缸里的其它金鱼应该不会悲伤吧。
毕竟，金鱼只有三秒钟的记忆。
And I am starting to feel like a goldfish.
One day, I will be gone, and whatever I left behind will be gone with the wind as days passed.. months passed... years passed.... n decades, centuries, eons.
Our life on earth is so insignificant compared to the masteries of time.
Aren't we so much like goldfishes then?
Ahh. At least, even the goldfish has their own significance during their life.
她用了渔网，把金鱼捞了起来，然后随后丢进垃圾桶。
鱼缸里的其它金鱼应该不会悲伤吧。
毕竟，金鱼只有三秒钟的记忆。
And I am starting to feel like a goldfish.
One day, I will be gone, and whatever I left behind will be gone with the wind as days passed.. months passed... years passed.... n decades, centuries, eons.
Our life on earth is so insignificant compared to the masteries of time.
Aren't we so much like goldfishes then?
Ahh. At least, even the goldfish has their own significance during their life.
Labels: Chinese Writes, The Emo Club.
1 Comments:
if i have goldfish eyes, does that make me a goldfish too?
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