2007年1月31日星期三
What mark an awesome parent and what mark an awful parent.
Why do some people love their parents so much while some hate their parents to the bone?
Does the problem lie with the children or the parents themselves?
Sometimes it just leave me walking away baffled.
Are words of an adult reliable; are their words worth the trust to make them the role model of our life.
On the surface they look angelically warm. Yet, time and again, I can't help but this slightest thought will always lead me to a word- insidious.
The wound doesn't show on the surface but it certainly is acutely imprinted, entombed into my deepest darkest side of me. Someone who has been constantly blazed by hell fire, suffocating in the emptiness, gasping for every little oxygen atom he could find.
The torment and agony of love, that is.
But
Why the indignant I feel?
“慈母手中纖，遊子身上衣” 這句話還在這世界存在這嗎？
什麼才叫好父母，那壞父母又是什麼呢？
怎麼會有兒女這麼的愛他們，卻有人把父母恨之入骨。
這是我們無法體諒父母，或父母無法體諒我們？
是我們得包容還是相反呢？
這每次都使我耿耿於懷，不知是好。
他們的話常常自相矛盾，害得我不知是好。
他們的話能當真嗎？ 是我們樹立好習慣的好傍樣嗎？
真的可以依賴与信任嗎？
他們會是我們人生道路上助我們一臂之力的踏腳石
還是在我們人生道路上為害我們生長，搏取我們机會髮芽的紮草？
忽冷忽熱的態渡真讓人生活在像地域試的世界里。
也許這些傷痕表面上都不存在。
但在我內心最深處的心靈裡，隱藏這的傷痕与悲傷是你看不見的。
那怕傷得快致息，死亡的心靈對每一個氧氣都是珍惜的。
你不知到。
Why do some people love their parents so much while some hate their parents to the bone?
Does the problem lie with the children or the parents themselves?
Sometimes it just leave me walking away baffled.
Are words of an adult reliable; are their words worth the trust to make them the role model of our life.
On the surface they look angelically warm. Yet, time and again, I can't help but this slightest thought will always lead me to a word- insidious.
The wound doesn't show on the surface but it certainly is acutely imprinted, entombed into my deepest darkest side of me. Someone who has been constantly blazed by hell fire, suffocating in the emptiness, gasping for every little oxygen atom he could find.
The torment and agony of love, that is.
But
Why the indignant I feel?
“慈母手中纖，遊子身上衣” 這句話還在這世界存在這嗎？
什麼才叫好父母，那壞父母又是什麼呢？
怎麼會有兒女這麼的愛他們，卻有人把父母恨之入骨。
這是我們無法體諒父母，或父母無法體諒我們？
是我們得包容還是相反呢？
這每次都使我耿耿於懷，不知是好。
他們的話常常自相矛盾，害得我不知是好。
他們的話能當真嗎？ 是我們樹立好習慣的好傍樣嗎？
真的可以依賴与信任嗎？
他們會是我們人生道路上助我們一臂之力的踏腳石
還是在我們人生道路上為害我們生長，搏取我們机會髮芽的紮草？
忽冷忽熱的態渡真讓人生活在像地域試的世界里。
也許這些傷痕表面上都不存在。
但在我內心最深處的心靈裡，隱藏這的傷痕与悲傷是你看不見的。
那怕傷得快致息，死亡的心靈對每一個氧氣都是珍惜的。
你不知到。
what we could have been, 12:38 上午.
