<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:51:56.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ウイリアムの音楽</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-481477747664175999</id><published>2009-09-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:35:48.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trYna b hapPY</title><content type='html'>people see me as funny, humorous, sometime maybe ridiculous, cheerful an maybe more..&lt;br /&gt;but, am i so? &lt;br /&gt;i do what people want more than what i want actually.&lt;br /&gt;i m willing to compromise, not to calculative,&lt;br /&gt; not to selfish that much, &lt;br /&gt;as every1 is sure selfish, only differ in the level of selfishness. &lt;br /&gt;for friends, for someone deserve, &lt;br /&gt;i m willing to hide mine, do what u want, &lt;br /&gt;being thoughtful and so. &lt;br /&gt;however, i get nothing other than disappointed, fed up, sadness at the end.&lt;br /&gt;why someone so good in comment people, so good in thinking, &lt;br /&gt;but never come to practice? &lt;br /&gt;not necessary to make yourself such holy, such pride, such honour, such...&lt;br /&gt;as, you are actually just hurting someone loves you, someone cares you,&lt;br /&gt;u care nobody other than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;u tend to build up your happy by suffering others..&lt;br /&gt;u never never never realize how much of sadness u left to people around.&lt;br /&gt;you live in your own world, you want everyone follow your rules.&lt;br /&gt;you want other sacrifice for your, &lt;br /&gt;keep burning themselves to bring u up.&lt;br /&gt;just because of you, people around keep bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;because i treat you as a good friend, &lt;br /&gt;i compromise, i bear , i quiet, and finally u leave me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;im just tryna b happy, i don't want to lose anyone..&lt;br /&gt;im just tryna b happy, but can i?&lt;br /&gt;or should i ask, can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-481477747664175999?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/481477747664175999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=481477747664175999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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we ask some one a question?&lt;br /&gt;if so, then why we question?&lt;br /&gt;we have expected a model answer, how high is the probability for getting the same answer as we expected from the one we questioned?&lt;br /&gt;assumption seem likely to be made, rather than communication.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't open your mouth and tell people what is in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows for sure! nobody can read others' mind.&lt;br /&gt;don't torture people around for keep guessing what u meant and so.&lt;br /&gt;god gave us mouth and ability to talk, then we talk.&lt;br /&gt;mostly problem can be solved through communication.&lt;br /&gt;but, only wise conversation will do.&lt;br /&gt;silliness will turn things down and screw up everything for sure.&lt;br /&gt;fighting, yelling, complaining, anger and ..... aren't the right conversation to be.&lt;br /&gt;under any of the mentioned circumstance, the situation will be guaranteed getting worse and worse.&lt;br /&gt;please talk, please tell, please speak up.&lt;br /&gt;don't ever expect there should be some one who must know you well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-8547410299430154338?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8547410299430154338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=8547410299430154338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/8547410299430154338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/8547410299430154338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/09/communication.html' title='communication'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-8027844507180519161</id><published>2009-09-21T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:59:16.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>People and things change as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;Somethings you were into so much, &lt;br /&gt;might become somethings that irritate you so much now.&lt;br /&gt;the term 'promise' is pasT tense, whereas 'nonsense' has become the present tense.&lt;br /&gt;what you have promised, what you had told, what you had said were sweet,&lt;br /&gt;yet there will be a day turning them into the ugly truth.&lt;br /&gt;you aren't dare to make promise as u afraid of u cant make it,&lt;br /&gt;but before you make those promises, don't you know what is your ability?&lt;br /&gt;don't you know where is your limitation?&lt;br /&gt;don't you know whether what u said is something realistic?&lt;br /&gt;isn't future is something u build up little by little from now on?&lt;br /&gt;you are not confident, you are afraid of, but, who isn't the same?&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants to be hurt, nobody wants to be disappointed, no one wants to cry like a child..&lt;br /&gt;i always believe that things are two-ways, nothing can be if lacking of that synergistic partner(s).&lt;br /&gt;before demanding or requesting, shouldn't we ask ourselves whether we deserve the right?&lt;br /&gt;what will be if everyone wants people fit into themselves but never think of fit into others?&lt;br /&gt;though u can change yourself, though he or she can change for you, but how long they last? there will b a day, they realize you aren't deserve for their change, as u never change, u r just looking for complimentary from others, but never you yourself.&lt;br /&gt;how irony and ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;i wish there will be some one deserves for my change, and it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;instead of counting how long we can be, &lt;br /&gt;i rather counting on how happy n how enjoy we can be..&lt;br /&gt;nothing lasts, but at least you seen, you experienced, and you tasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-8027844507180519161?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8027844507180519161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=8027844507180519161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/8027844507180519161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/8027844507180519161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-2653965183743652734</id><published>2009-04-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:22:38.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>假装</title><content type='html'>有些时候，无论多挣扎，多么的不愿意，我们还是得假装自己。指鹿为马似乎避免不了。为的是顾存他人的感受和大局。无疑正直是美德，可是如果愚正直，就变得开倒车了。知道要假装不知道，这种滋味还真的不好受。很多人想要有预知能力，希望占尽先机。可是，事情真的是酱吗？如果被赋予预知能力，如果你预知自己的大限将近，那么剩下的日子，可想而知，只是慢慢地被害怕，恐惧吞噬。假如不知道，那么肯定在大限之前的日子都是安好的。知道有时候也是烦恼的来源，知道越多，负担越多。活在当下，才是必须的。不知道，可以心无挂碍，活得自在。可是，我还是选择知道，尤其是身边的人。我会很努力假装不知道，我会依你的方式来安抚你，因为只有感受到你的痛，我才能自然地知道怎样去平复你的伤痛。如果医生不知道病人的病，又怎样开药呢？我没有那种本事去医治心灵的伤痛，因为我们自己才是医治自己的苦口良药。我能做的也许是陪着你，一起熬过去，一起去寻找那个可以安抚自己的国度。我愿意分担你的，只要你也愿意。每当不开心时，想想自己有多幸福，有多少人连生存条件也没有，那么我们不会再有脸哭诉自己被抛弃了很苦，没有这个没有那个很可怜；想想自己四肢健全在抱怨，那些失去双手双脚的却感恩活下来，要自强不息，我们不会再有脸哭诉些什么。而是不断告诉自己我很幸福了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-2653965183743652734?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2653965183743652734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=2653965183743652734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/2653965183743652734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/2653965183743652734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_12.html' title='假装'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-2132068024815044173</id><published>2009-04-12T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:20:27.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>幸せの意味</title><content type='html'>原来一个人的好与坏只是在乎于从什么观点来作判断。越来越搞不清楚到底什么是什么。有些时候，自己认为该作的，别人却认为我们过火了，太多事了，本着想帮人的心，结果，使得对方更烦燥，自己也无端端受了委屈。到底是谁的问题？我们都有自己的一把尺，去量度所谓的该不该，要不要，好不好等等的事。看到别人受伤了，自己想帮忙，却帮倒忙，原本的小伤在折腾后变得更严重。换来的不是感谢而是埋怨。到底为什么？我们总是从自己出发，而忽略了别人的感受与需求。我们常把别人当自己，假设如果自己遇上酱的事情，自己需要的是什么，然后根据那些‘需要’去‘助人’。其实，不是每个人都是一样的。也许什么也不做，就是帮忙了。不是每个人在低落时都需要别人，也许要的是安静的空间来冷静。我们又何必一直假好心在旁劝说这个那个的，只会让事情更糟。我懂了，除了‘一概论’，还`得要有‘个别论’。优点可以是缺点，就似乎对方要的是什么了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-2132068024815044173?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-7190818327101268097</id><published>2009-02-03T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:36:53.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;短短的十来天新年，却让我又更深入得了解和领悟一些事情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;以前会觉得所谓的团圆饭，团聚也不过是个仪式，应节的一部份。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;可是原来真正的团圆还真不容易啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;从前天天就想往外跑，呆在家就会浑身不对劲。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;现在好啦，常年累月都得在外头，在家的时间少之又少。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;没有一点喜悦，反而激起无数的思念。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;人，总是在痛了后才会懂得一个道理。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;能不能靠明白而懂得，而不需要跌地伤痕累累呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;今年特别有意思。因为哥跟我说：“还好你今年有回来过年”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;哥，爸和妈都同时病倒了。哥则在新年前逐渐康复。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;妈妈和爸爸煮了年夜饭，接下来的就由我和姐包办了。看着妈妈一直吐，生病，心里很难过。看在心里，痛在心里。我什么也做不了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;年初一，陪着妈妈到诊所打点滴。早饭也来不及吃。留下姐姐继续厨房的事。还好妈妈精神多了，还能吃下东西，不再喝水也吐，不吃也吐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;年初二，爸爸也一块和妈妈去打点滴了。还好每一次的疗程后，双亲都逐渐好转。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;年初三，陪着妈妈去做最后一次的疗程。感恩，因为一切都在控制中，妈妈也一天比一天好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;所以晚上也和朋友去吃粥火锅，认识一些不错的朋友。有&lt;/span&gt;kaki&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;去&lt;/span&gt;clubbing&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;了。哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;年初四，朋友来拜年。吃了晚餐，就兴致勃勃上了云顶，发新年财。结果叻，我是去贡献的。朋友最后都赢回本。回到家已是年初五早上八点了。第一次做赌鬼，却没有什么财气。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;其余的时间都在家。难得回家，都不想去外逛了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;眨眼间，等下又得搭四点的机回去了。第一次很不愿收行李，妈妈姐姐三催四请下我才动手收拾。下次应该狠狠放假到元宵后才回去吧！哈哈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;不懂何时开始，上香时，我都只会祈求平安健康罢了。我希望家人都健健康康，平平安安。那么在远方的我也少了一份牵挂。三个月后再见吧，我的家！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-7190818327101268097?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7190818327101268097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=7190818327101268097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/7190818327101268097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/7190818327101268097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='新年'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-6401911958601145684</id><published>2009-01-22T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:01:44.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生三十</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;在地狱审判大会上，犯人赵大，听见阎罗王惊堂一拍，喊道：“赵大，你在人间，为人正直，乐善好施，守道有德，信仰因果，让你到人间继续做人，寿命三十岁。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;阎罗王又惊堂一拍：“秦二听着，你在人间，自私愚昧，不明真理，邪见执着，懒惰怠慢，着你到人间做牛做马，给你三十年岁月。”秦二一听，大惊失色，对阎王说：“做牛做马，拉车耕犁，三十年太苦了，我只要十五年就好了。”阎罗王问道：“还有十五年应该怎样了？”赵大立刻跪下，对阎罗王说：“牛的十五年寿命给我吧！”阎罗王承认，所以人的寿命从三十岁增加到四十五岁。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;阎罗王又再惊堂一拍：“孙三，你在世上欺善怕恶，不明因果，一世愚忠，着你到人间做狗，寿命三十岁。”做狗的孙三一听：“阎罗王，做狗只能吃剩饭剩菜，每日替人看守门户，还要被人吆喝棒打，太苦了，我只要十五年就够了！”赵大一跪，：“阎罗王，狗的十五年寿命也给我吧！”人，于是从四十五岁增加到六十岁了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;阎罗王又再惊堂一怕：“李四，你在世为人狡猾，不务正业，为非作歹，鱼肉乡民，着你到人间做猴子，寿命三十岁。”猴子李四大惊：“阎罗王，猴子住在山中，日晒风吹，饥寒交迫，每餐只以水作食，还要时时害怕猎人的弓箭，每日恐怖而生，我只要十五就够了。”赵大又说，：“阎罗王，猴子的十五年也给我吧！”所以，人可以活到七十五岁了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;这个故事中，属于人的寿命只有三十岁，所以人生的美好岁月，只有三十年；其他的则是为儿女做牛做马，为儿女吃剩饭剩菜，为儿女倚门望归，甚至为了苟且偷生，日日恐怖死亡。因为，三十岁以后的岁月，本是属于牛马，狗儿，猴子的生命啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;在世间上，要活出真正的生命来；要有智慧，正直，善良，不能为非作歹，所谓‘人生三十岁’，是指一切都在因果之中。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;因缘而生，空无自性。命运是因缘生法，没有自行。坏的命运可以借着种植善因善缘而加以改变。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;转载于《迷雾之间》星云大师著&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-6401911958601145684?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6401911958601145684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=6401911958601145684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/6401911958601145684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/6401911958601145684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_7997.html' title='人生三十'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-263636913810807868</id><published>2009-01-22T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:06:21.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>转化</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;无可否认，我是一个蛮情绪化的人，喜怒哀乐可以随时替换，情绪大起大落。从前，自己当下的情绪会有意无意地影响身边无辜的一群人。怒火中烧时，倘若又有人不小心地“冒犯”了我，自然地就会变成无辜的受害者。开心时，当然不少得为身边的人带来一点点的欢笑。很不幸的是，我没有很“公平”地对待所有人，因为我鲜少把外边的人当出气筒；反之，常因此和家人发生口角。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;见闻与经历一些事后，我开始醒悟了自己的恶行。只对家人发难也许是因为我无须在家人面前掩饰些什么，在人前却得维护自己的“形象”。纵而伤害了许多关心我，爱护我的人，实在惭愧啊！我从前是如此的放纵，任性与无知，与惜福背道而驰，与埋怨为友。至今我才棒头大喝，我不但没有成为自己的主人，而且还让不少“外人”鸠占鹊巢。没有积极管理自己的情绪与思路，反而被情绪，一切愚痴嗔恨牵着鼻子走。亏我还常诵读经文，欲修法而不修心，却不察觉修心才是修行，转化才是觉悟。就如诸位大德所云，佛法不是教你迷信，不是要你日日夜夜持经念咒，而是要修心修行。倘若除了持经念咒的时间有着所谓的善心，其余时间却做尽诸有恶事，存于恶心，那么不管诵念多少经文，都了不得力！我很相信因果本末，不是因为迷信，而是因为真理。每做一件事肯定会有一定的后果，不管是好是坏。譬如胡乱过量进食，肯定肚子受罪啊！考试不温习，成绩肯定不会理想啊！这就是因果，这是道理。经过一番反省&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;自悟与觉悟，回首一望，发现我造了不少业，结下了不少冤与结，为别人带来了不少的苦楚，实在惨悔不已。詹杜固仁波切说过：“今天的转化可以创造明天全新的我，不要以过去的遭遇继续造业。”转化，能带来新的生命，新的期遇，新的开始。因缘而生，空无自性。命运是因缘生法，没有自行。坏的命运可以借着种植善因善缘而加以改变。所以啊，以自己的能力去帮助别人，转化自己的不是，这一切善缘都可以为黑暗的一刻带来曙光和改变。当我们的付出是为了他人，不是基于他人，一切都会改变，因为我们改变了态度。不管在任何地方，任何环境，都可令身边的人快乐，同时自己也感到快乐。我不要再埋怨谁对我不好，谁对不起我，而是我要对谁好，要帮助谁，要如何转化自己，乐己乐人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-263636913810807868?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/263636913810807868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=263636913810807868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/263636913810807868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/263636913810807868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_22.html' title='转化'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-7846382839560461122</id><published>2009-01-04T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:43:13.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>最熟悉的陌生人</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;夜阑人静的时候难免会勾起那一幕幕的画面。无论是让你伤透了心，还是幸福洋溢的事，都在脑海里翻滚，占据了思绪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一度是那么的喜欢她，可惜却无法有一个美满的结局。还记得脸颊流着两行咸咸的泪水。用了多少的时间来让伤口结疤。直到遇上了她，也只能说“遇见你是最美丽的意外”。挣扎，等候，犹豫，心痛，喜欢等等的感觉把你和我连接了起来。可惜我们的关系也同样画上了句号，还是我亲手把事情搞砸的。也许我不太适合去与另一个人发展更深入的关系。喜欢的感觉来得快也去得快，连自己也搞不懂状况。喜欢就像是狂风暴雨说来就来，说去就去。人人都说，再见亦是朋友。讽刺的是能真正做到的又有几个呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="EN-US"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;尤其是吵架收场的，还能心平气和地做朋友吗？以前的他成了陌生人，也许是一个余生都不想再见到的陌生人，可是，却又是一个如此熟悉的陌生人，一个从前以为自己很了解的人。再深入地思考，如果没有了句号，完美还会存在吗？有时候事情结束了，回首一望，才发现原来如此优美。或许再也找不到能相比的了。一出再好看，卖座的戏，如果没有了适当的句号，变得没完没了，长气又多余，你还会觉得好看吗？一首再好听的歌，唱得没完没了，永无止境，你不会嫌烦吗？还会觉得好听？一段感情的流逝，也许是结束，但是也可以是一个新的开始。与其告诉自己是结束，我宁愿告诉自己是一个新的开始。乐观也许帮不了什么忙，可是也不见得苦兮兮的有什么好处。那么的一次我以为我们走近了，到后来也不过是如此而已。有些时候并不是付出多少，就会得到多少；有时候也许粹弥为了补当时的遗憾。有时候，我会相信一切有尽头，相聚离开都有时候，没有什么会永垂不朽。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-7846382839560461122?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7846382839560461122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=7846382839560461122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/7846382839560461122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/7846382839560461122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='最熟悉的陌生人'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-3458077549603693827</id><published>2008-09-30T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T07:16:06.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>简单</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一直被称说简单的，乍看之下似乎真的很简单；但一旦要落实去实行时，才会发现原来一点都不简单。就光比较“简单”和“复杂”这两个词，竟然书写“简单”的笔画会比“复杂”来得多！前者&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;画；后者&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;画。惊奇的是连“困难”都只不过是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;画。简单，是可遇不可求，是奢侈的。有不少人希望过着简单的生活，可是往往却事与愿违。我也想每天都简简单单地，可是却不得不与复杂的事周旋到底，逃也逃不了。随缘，是多么的潇洒。能真正做到随缘也许就能凡事求得简单，远离一切复杂烦人的事。数不尽的人口说随缘，心里却耿耿于怀。随缘，随遇而安是不可多得的。促使我们与简单背道而驰的是执著。执著教我们追求一定的完美，也让自己陷入一定的窘境。为了达至完美，使自己烦躁不少，夜夜失眠，时时焦虑。随缘简单不是教你随便，而是变通，放下执著，用不同的角度与观点去衡量，去剖析，去接受。接受，需要很大的勇气，就是因为接受不了，才会衍生种种令自己不愉快的事。不是教你凡事低头，听天由命，而是要明白自己并没有那种福报以至所有的愿望都能成真。虽然如此，我坚信只要有信心，肯努力，还是会有机会的。不管结果怎样，至少没有让生命留白。所以我选择相信只要心好，日日都好，处处都好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-3458077549603693827?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3458077549603693827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=3458077549603693827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/3458077549603693827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/3458077549603693827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_30.html' title='简单'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-3868517443659468770</id><published>2008-09-29T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T09:31:04.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship and bonding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Bonding is the linkage that link atoms together which form molecule later. The bonding may be sharing of electrons, donating of electron pair(s) or simply attraction of different charges present. Friendship is bonding, links two people together. We might share whatever we have with our friend or just playing a role as contributor. We share our happiness, sadness with friends. In the other ways, we need friends to sweep away our loneliness, to fill up our emptiness. When we are suffering, a good friend will always give us a hand to comfort us in whatever way. Like the effect of electron donating of an atom to another atom. The most interesting thing is friendship may start because of attraction of her beauty or his macho. Well, it sounds a different story already. It goes beyond friendship what I meant here. Anyhow, after the existed bonding, we still want to study the strength of that kind of bonding. Whether it is strong, medium strong, weak or easily breaks off anytime. It’s undeniable to say that a strong bond in friendship is getting less n less among us. Most of the relationship built mainly for own benefit. Making use of someone has become something that’s so common. The real original reason of making friends seem went deviated. A friend can share whatever good things you have, but, how many of them willing to give you a hand when you in such a need? Not everyone can be our friend or good friend. Just like the atoms, not all of them can bonded together to form a stable compound or molecule. They will easily break off even they bonded together. Even they are considered stable, however under certain conditions; they will still break up become atoms again. Upset as ‘eternity’ seems no longer exist either in love affair and inter-person relationship. Someone that I thought a good friend may be that one who hurt me the most. Don’t blame that why someone does not like us, as there is nobody is responsible to love anyone. We are always the only one who should love and care ourselves, never someone else. I wish for a strong bonding exists in me and my friends, even I understand well that that is impossible. Anyhow, living with hopes will strengthen us more than without any hope. Friends, could we be friends for …… I couldn’t tell how long it should be, but I hope it will be rather long. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-3868517443659468770?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3868517443659468770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=3868517443659468770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/3868517443659468770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/3868517443659468770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendship-and-bonding.html' title='Friendship and bonding'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312872820948883448.post-6947937827397510959</id><published>2008-09-29T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:52:36.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>番茄。熊</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;从前不知怎么地，番茄与熊是快乐的一对。只能说是缘分把他们两个连接了起来。很无稽吧，好像怎么也不能把熊与番茄放在一起吧？可是事实却是如此。熊在一段日子下，发觉自己喜欢上了成天和自己吵嘴，聊天，一起混的番茄。熊每天都很开心的，因为有番茄。后来熊和番茄为了一些事吵得脸红耳赤，闹僵了，甚至不再找对方了。几天后，熊与番茄还是和好了。每一次和番茄炒架，熊的心就像被刀在剁，血一滴一滴地流。笨笨傻傻的熊每次都把话当真的，每一次说不要再联络，就以为是他们就这样结束了。因为他真的以为自己永远都不能拥有番茄，自己只是番茄生命中的其中一个过客。熊挣扎了一些时间，终于又鼓起勇气向番茄告白。熊原本以为番茄会接受自己的告白，然后进入蜜运中，开始小两口的恋爱旅程。可是熊却没有想到这次的告白又换来了另一次的冷战。熊友很多的疑问，为什么？为什么？为什么番茄到现在还不懂我心里在想什么？熊的心很痛，心在滴血，不禁地泪水从脸颊上划过。熊已经绝望了……番茄在一些日子后，终于接受了熊的告白。，熊兴奋不已！庆幸自己终于打动了番茄让她接受了自己。番茄的贴心与细心，让熊幸福洋溢地流着鼻血。一段日子后，熊还是发现了原来自己早已对番茄的爱已经转淡了。那只笨熊竟然在之前的吵吵闹闹中逐渐把对番茄的感觉放下了。熊挣扎了很久，终于把自己的感觉告了番茄。番茄没有为此而与熊吵架，反而接受了熊自私的意愿，退回好朋友的位置。番茄痛心地告诉了熊，最痛彻心肺的是一个你爱的人已不再爱你，不再对你有感觉。熊永远都会记得番茄说的那番话。就这样，熊和番茄分开了。自私的笨熊还把番茄的生日记错了，害得番茄哭了。熊真的很懊悔当初的自己。一个如此为自己付出，疼爱自己的人，熊却一次又一次地伤害她。熊叹息的也许是时间吧！爱在不同的时间原来也是白费的！你爱他时，他未必也爱你；当他爱你时，你却又未必爱着他……四年了，熊一直都想起番茄，不知道她是否还好，男友是否有好好地对待她等等有的没的……熊不敢再期望那么的一天会有机会弥补那次的遗憾，只祈求番茄永远都开开心心的……后来我终算学会了如何去爱，可惜你早已远去小，消失在人海。后来终于在眼泪中明白，有些人一旦错过就不再。原来缘分还得有时间的携手才能把两个恋人紧握在一起。缘分把熊和番茄连接在一起，时间却狠狠地把他们分开。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: SimSun;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/312872820948883448-6947937827397510959?l=williamsakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6947937827397510959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=312872820948883448&amp;postID=6947937827397510959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/6947937827397510959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/312872820948883448/posts/default/6947937827397510959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://williamsakai.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='番茄。熊'/><author><name>幸せのブロクー</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04558155473605844852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKJ2WF15OKU/Srb97l3c9EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/O-t9W4m-c8Y/S220/DSC00406.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
