【原创】今生一万次的擦肩而过，换得来生的一次回眸
我叫他阿达，因为我不认识他，我他总是穿着这个牌子的衣服，裤子，鞋子。他很帅，是属于那种耐看型的，笑起来很可爱的样子。他篮球打得超好，有时也打打乒乓，我常常在旁边那桌偷看他。我一直想找机会认识他，我们时常能见面，他就是我隔壁班级的，我们常常擦肩而过在走道，楼梯，车棚，街口。有时相遇，我故意直直的看着他，他也看着我，然后擦肩而过。我相信“今生一万次的擦肩而过，换得来生的一次回眸”。那时，我故意上学不骑车，为的就是在街口认识他，喊住他，让他荡我上学。可每次我都开不下口，看着他从我身边骑过，我还是又一次的把话咽了回去。或许，他会奇怪为什么有个人总是在街口等车，而学校离着只有五分钟而已。我知道他的饭量很大，所以长得很结实他；我偷偷地用手机拍过他的照片，但也只是背影；我有时把自行车停在他的旁边，他有时也停在我的边上，是故意，亦只是巧合？上一个暑假，漫漫的两个月的一天，我竟在超市里遇到他，照例的又只是一次擦肩而过，但从那时起，我决定一定要和他在一起，为了他付出任何，直到我是他的。
Every step I have taken,has pray to bring myself closer to him.I asked one day to meet him again,untill I am HIS.
呵呵，谢谢。
今天返校了，终于又在离别一个月后看到他了，即使是远远地看也是幸福的，不是吗？我习惯的把车停在他边上，可等放学时，他已经走了。今天只是一个新的开始，未来的路还很长，但也只剩这半个学期了，之后我们将考入各自的大学，纵使相见也真的是擦肩而过了
今天返校了，终于又在离别一个月后看到他了，即使是远远地看也是幸福的，不是吗？我习惯的把车停在他边上，可等放学时，他已经走了。今天只是一个新的开始，未来的路还很长，但也只剩这半个学期了，之后我们将考入各自的大学，纵使相见也真的是擦肩而过了
他有件红色的外衣，看起来很可爱，把他的脸衬的白白的；他有双红色的鞋子，打起篮球来眩眩的；他剪了个超短的发型，嘻嘻，傻傻的。
最近，一直在听奶茶的《对面男生的房间》，歌词写的很唯美：
/我觉得他应该非常善良体贴
/我希望他心里的人还没出现
/有他心就有翅膀飞上了天，给我像是恋爱的幻觉
/也许明天开始我该带着笑脸，准时和他在巷口不小心遇见
早上下雪了，可惜那时我还在梦里，前年上海的圣诞节时也下过一次，积雪很厚。那时，在操场上打雪仗，很爽。去年的时候，我还在想是不是会下雪。可是终究没能下下来。很多事就是这样的，事与愿违。
以前在高一时，总能在走廊上遇到一个其他班的学生，遇到频率很高，连自己都不相信。前脚想着是不是会遇到他，后脚就遇上了。后来久了以后，我们也竟然会互相点点头示意一下了。真的有一次我想找他，可却怎么也遇不上了。 就像和阿达一样。。
以前在高一时，总能在走廊上遇到一个其他班的学生，遇到频率很高，连自己都不相信。前脚想着是不是会遇到他，后脚就遇上了。后来久了以后，我们也竟然会互相点点头示意一下了。真的有一次我想找他，可却怎么也遇不上了。 就像和阿达一样。。
这样很暧昧，就像歌词唱的：
/暧昧让人受尽委屈/找不到相爱的证据/何时该前进/何时该放弃/连拥抱都没有勇气/只能陪你到这里
/毕竟有些事不可以
/超过了友情
/还不到爱情
/远方就要下雨的风景/到底该不该哭泣/想太多是我还是你/我很不服气/也开始怀疑/眼前的人/是不是同一个/真实的你/暧昧让人变得贪心/直到等待失去意义/无奈我和你/写不出结局/放遗憾的美丽/停在这里
/暧昧让人受尽委屈/找不到相爱的证据/何时该前进/何时该放弃/连拥抱都没有勇气/只能陪你到这里
/毕竟有些事不可以
/超过了友情
/还不到爱情
/远方就要下雨的风景/到底该不该哭泣/想太多是我还是你/我很不服气/也开始怀疑/眼前的人/是不是同一个/真实的你/暧昧让人变得贪心/直到等待失去意义/无奈我和你/写不出结局/放遗憾的美丽/停在这里
/在玻璃窗上呵出你美丽的名字
/your lovely name in my window pane to bring me relief
/your lovely name in my window pane to bring me relief
告诉我为甚么？
我是个普通人，曾经某个时候，我以为找到了与众不同的东西，可以改变我的生活。但是，我忘记了游戏规则——普通人只能过普通的日子
我是个普通人，曾经某个时候，我以为找到了与众不同的东西，可以改变我的生活。但是，我忘记了游戏规则——普通人只能过普通的日子
《同类》/雨后的城市寂寞又狼狈/路边的座位它空着在等谁/我拉住时间它却不理会/有没有别人跟我一样很想被安慰
/风停了又吹我忽然想起谁
/天亮了又黑我过了好几岁
/心暖了又灰世界
/有时候孤单的很需要另一个同类
/爱收了又给我们都不太完美/梦作了又碎我们有几次机会/去追/不晓得为什么爱又稀少又昂贵/云在半空中被微风剪碎/回忆也许美可是正在飞走对不对/啦啦...
【一见锺情】
--辛波丝卡
他们两人都相信
是一股突发的热情让他俩交会。
这样的笃定是美丽的，
但变化无常更是美丽。
既然从未见过面，所以他们确定
彼此并无任何瓜葛。
但是听听自街道、楼梯、走廊传出的话语——
他俩或许擦肩而过一百万次了吧？
我想问他们
是否记不得了——
在旋转门
面对面那一刻？
或者在人群中喃喃说出的「对不起」？
或者在听筒截获的唐突的「打错了」？
然而我早知他们的答案。
是的，他们记不得了。
他们会感到诧异，倘若得知缘分已玩弄他们
多年。
尚未完全做好（时机尚未成熟）
成为他们命运的准备，
缘分将他们推近，驱离，
憋住笑声
阻挡他们的去路，
然後闪到一边。
有一些迹象和信号存在，
即使他们尚无法解读。
也许在三年前
或者就在上个星期二
有某片叶子飘舞於
肩与肩之间？
有东西掉了又捡了起来？
天晓得，也许是那个
消失於童年灌木丛中的球？
还有事前已被触摸
层层覆盖的
门把和门铃。
检查完毕後并排放置的手提箱。
有一晚，也许同样的梦，
到了早晨变得模糊。
每个开始
毕竟都只是续篇，
而充满情节的书本
总是从一半开始看起。
【Love at First Sight】
——by Wislawa Szymborska
They are both convinced
that a sudden passion joined them.
Such certainty is beautiful,
but uncertainty is more beautiful still
Since they'd never met before, they're sure
that there'd been nothing between them.
But what's the word from the streets, staircases, hallways—
perhaps they've passed each other a million times?
I want to ask them
if they don't remember—
a moment face to face
in some revolving door?
perhaps a "sorry" muttered in a crowd?
a curt "wrong number" caught in the receiver?
but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember
They'd be amazed to hear
that Chance has been toying with them
now for years.
Not quite ready yet
to become their Destiny,
it pushed them close, drove them apart,
it barred their path,
stifling a laugh,
and then leaped aside.
There were signs and signals,
even if they couldn't read them yet.
Perhaps three years ago
or just last Tuesday
a certain leaf fluttered
from one shoulder to another?
Something was dropped and then picked up.
Who knows, maybe the ball that vanished
into childhood's thicket?
There were doorknobs and doorbells
where one touch had covered another
beforehand.
Suitcases checked and standing side by side.
One night, perhaps, the same dream,
grown hazy by morning.
Every beginning
is only a sequel, after all,
and the book of events
is always open halfway through.
——by Wislawa Szymborska
They are both convinced
that a sudden passion joined them.
Such certainty is beautiful,
but uncertainty is more beautiful still
Since they'd never met before, they're sure
that there'd been nothing between them.
But what's the word from the streets, staircases, hallways—
perhaps they've passed each other a million times?
I want to ask them
if they don't remember—
a moment face to face
in some revolving door?
perhaps a "sorry" muttered in a crowd?
a curt "wrong number" caught in the receiver?
but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember
They'd be amazed to hear
that Chance has been toying with them
now for years.
Not quite ready yet
to become their Destiny,
it pushed them close, drove them apart,
it barred their path,
stifling a laugh,
and then leaped aside.
There were signs and signals,
even if they couldn't read them yet.
Perhaps three years ago
or just last Tuesday
a certain leaf fluttered
from one shoulder to another?
Something was dropped and then picked up.
Who knows, maybe the ball that vanished
into childhood's thicket?
There were doorknobs and doorbells
where one touch had covered another
beforehand.
Suitcases checked and standing side by side.
One night, perhaps, the same dream,
grown hazy by morning.
Every beginning
is only a sequel, after all,
and the book of events
is always open halfway through.
The furthest distance in the world
is not between life and death
but when I stand in front of you
yet you don’t know that
I love you
The furthest distance in the world
is not when I stand in font of you
yet you can’t see my love
but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
yet cannot
be togehter
The furthest distance in the world
is not being apart while being in love
but when plainly can not resist the yearning
yet pretending
you have never been in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
is not
but using one’s indifferent heart
to dig an uncrossable river
for the one who loves you
is not between life and death
but when I stand in front of you
yet you don’t know that
I love you
The furthest distance in the world
is not when I stand in font of you
yet you can’t see my love
but when undoubtedly knowing the love from both
yet cannot
be togehter
The furthest distance in the world
is not being apart while being in love
but when plainly can not resist the yearning
yet pretending
you have never been in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
is not
but using one’s indifferent heart
to dig an uncrossable river
for the one who loves you
《芸者》里说，with a single glance,惊鸿一瞥。
或许，他盯着我看，只是好奇我发蓝的眼睛。
其他更多时候，只是彼此都不知道相遇后的眼神应该放在哪里
或许，他盯着我看，只是好奇我发蓝的眼睛。
其他更多时候，只是彼此都不知道相遇后的眼神应该放在哪里
这几天，又学着像以前一样，每天给自己买一听雪碧。
记得以前，每天给同桌买饮料喝。有时，我们一起翘课去买雪碧。那段日子是我最快乐的。就我和他两个人。在学校里闲逛。我拉着他走，走了好长一段路。
一次，我累得爬在桌上，他一定以为我睡着了，把外衣脱下披在我身上。他身上淡淡的味道。我假装没发现，但心里暖暖的。
后来，选科分班了，我就再也没能为他买饮料了。
路
/如果开始就能看见幸福
/不在别人眼光耳语中迷路
/或许我不能把爱看清楚
/想把你的手牢牢握住
/如果这是通往爱的旅途
/也许过程注定要荆棘密布
/但我不后悔选择这条路
/你的爱让我深深体会
/活着的感触
/有时我不愿回头看
/一路太多眼泪混乱
/幸好有你我才变得勇敢
/我从不后悔选择这条路
/因为你的爱让我看见
/活着的幸
/如果开始就能看见幸福
/不在别人眼光耳语中迷路
/或许我不能把爱看清楚
/想把你的手牢牢握住
/如果这是通往爱的旅途
/也许过程注定要荆棘密布
/但我不后悔选择这条路
/你的爱让我深深体会
/活着的感触
/有时我不愿回头看
/一路太多眼泪混乱
/幸好有你我才变得勇敢
/我从不后悔选择这条路
/因为你的爱让我看见
/活着的幸
《一剪梅》雨打梨花深闭门。孤负青春，虚负青春。
赏心乐事共谁论。花下销魂，月下销魂。
愁聚眉峰尽日颦。千点啼痕，万点啼痕。
晓看天色暮看云。行也思君，坐也思君。