我不懂了
也许我都不懂了
也许做这一切
就都是为了替我外婆挣口气
我懂我做到了！
她没读书不明白事理
也许今世我无法告诉她
这皮孩子最后没负了她
这会是我这一世的懊悔
可我懂局一定
天未负我
我会勇敢地前进的
世界的舞台
最终会记得有过我的
无比的，记住的！
往事，如烟，可曾经我追逐的只是有名，有钱，有漂亮的女朋友
这早已遥远
可还是如此值得回味！
我不害怕了
也许没害怕过
也许至始至终是这一个志
注定了我的这一世吧！
也许祂从未弃过那我
我懂了！
那出世与卑微从未注定过往后之定夺！
是天有否给之志，之勇，之真诚！
没得回头了！这不是我至始，那卑微之刻，至终要的吗？
这世界也真璀璨，真迷人！
作者：云子瑞
Titled: 我也走过这个大世界
李家慧
若一个人狠心不是一个病来的，也不是精神分裂症的症状来的。做人要说实话。狠好多时候是被数次陷害，被数次赐予失望，被数次被暗算才会有的。这世界一天存在那些心胸狭窄，只会踏于别人来得到快乐得到心安的人，就慢慢的，那些被踏的人会狠下心的。也许，我说的是自已，也许不是自已，可我现在只要你知道，请别说那么多废话，你也没天份演习，掩盖着的都好好假噢！真令人恶心！实力你有吗？不怕死，你敢吗？天赐予的笑容，你会懂吗？那才是真正的笑容！你不会明白的！
作者：云子瑞
Titled: 我也走过这个大世界
李家慧
若一个人狠心不是一个病来的，也不是精神分裂症的症状来的。做人要说实话。狠好多时候是被数次陷害，被数次赐予失望，被数次被暗算才会有的。这世界一天存在那些心胸狭窄，只会踏于别人来得到快乐得到心安的人，就慢慢的，那些被踏的人会狠下心的。也许，我说的是自已，也许不是自已，可我现在只要你知道，请别说那么多废话，你也没天份演习，掩盖着的都好好假噢！真令人恶心！实力你有吗？不怕死，你敢吗？天赐予的笑容，你会懂吗？那才是真正的笑容！你不会明白的！
Author: On Zi Rui
Titled: Those men that rode with the wind, but they were never lost !
(In those winds, I could still see their vague images, their greatness soon became clear, they were never truly lost, but vilified and slandered by motives, fear and jealousies ! But they shall had forgotten, there will always be men like us, who never saw those glistening stage lights at our births, and so we crave it more, the world doesn’t know the insurmountable thirst that is of such in us, we had to become more courageous as we had no family members by birth that we can truly rely on, ruthless if time calls sharpened by those relentless disappointments of this world and instincts so perceptive as we had truly seen the hypocrisies of humans’ hearts when we were but nameless among the tightly packed, harsh crowds ! I still laugh to this day, I know how I had bedazzled this world, my gifts and God’s gentle laughter upon me will be remembered, eventually it will be, I stood high where the world was raining devastating punches upon me, I never wallowed, I guess it was all part of this world, my abusive mom made me unafraid unconquerable by this world, this world is so beautiful, but now maybe even it won’t suffice God’s glory !)
They rode with the wind
And history hasn’t been kind to them
As their ambitions shook this world at least for once, it shook !
But the world can’t deny men like us for those forever years !
But how long is forever ?
When the dust is settled, ambitions unbeholden again, they shall rise !
Maybe only a truly just, Heavenly just and righteous world, one without jealousy, of without those soulless looking down eyes, maybe only such a fair world will take away any will to rebel !
But the world is too superficial, peace is but a fairytale stories lied on to kids !
In today’s fast pace world, peace is but a luxury for hermits. I once wanted to be a hermit, those foolish years, but I have long forgotten those years, the world kept beating me down when all I had wanted was a fair fight, it kept beating me down when I believed only in my skills not by underhanded methods, I didn’t lose, I was lost in the world, that was then and so now, I have to rise! It’s irrevocable ! The world must see on the day that I rise ! I will laugh the most brillant on that day, it will be more shiny than the stars on those flags, trust me it will be !
Author: On Zi Rui
Titled: Those men that rode with the wind, but they were never lost !
(In those winds, I could still see their vague images, their greatness soon became clear, they were never truly lost, but vilified and slandered by motives, fear and jealousies ! But they shall had forgotten, there will always be men like us, who never saw those glistening stage lights at our births, and so we crave it more, the world doesn’t know the insurmountable thirst that is of such in us, we had to become more courageous as we had no family members by birth that we can truly rely on, ruthless if time calls sharpened by those relentless disappointments of this world and instincts so perceptive as we had truly seen the hypocrisies of humans’ hearts when we were but nameless among the tightly packed, harsh crowds ! I still laugh to this day, I know how I had bedazzled this world, my gifts and God’s gentle laughter upon me will be remembered, eventually it will be, I stood high where the world was raining devastating punches upon me, I never wallowed, I guess it was all part of this world, my abusive mom made me unafraid unconquerable by this world, this world is so beautiful, but now maybe even it won’t suffice God’s glory !)
They rode with the wind
And history hasn’t been kind to them
As their ambitions shook this world at least for once, it shook !
But the world can’t deny men like us for those forever years !
But how long is forever ?
When the dust is settled, ambitions unbeholden again, they shall rise !
Maybe only a truly just, Heavenly just and righteous world, one without jealousy, of without those soulless looking down eyes, maybe only such a fair world will take away any will to rebel !
But the world is too superficial, peace is but a fairytale stories lied on to kids !
In today’s fast pace world, peace is but a luxury for hermits. I once wanted to be a hermit, those foolish years, but I have long forgotten those years, the world kept beating me down when all I had wanted was a fair fight, it kept beating me down when I believed only in my skills not by underhanded methods, I didn’t lose, I was lost in the world, that was then and so now, I have to rise! It’s irrevocable ! The world must see on the day that I rise ! I will laugh the most brillant on that day, it will be more shiny than the stars on those flags, trust me it will be !
Author: On Zi Rui
Titled: Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu
(20,000 men of Xiang Yu defeated 200,000 men of the Qin Army at the Battle of Julu, who could say that Heavens’ Will was never his ? The Heavens never did defy men like us. It’s when it’s getting darker, not fully dark yet, that hopes and egos they still burn, those glories were never entrapped by birthrights, this I was never taught of, but I knew I wanted to break every strain of those nets laid upon upon birth, I knew I was once just but a taxi driver’s / mover’s and a run-down store’s cashier’s son, but a joke, I never did stop to pursue those grandiose dreams. I never did stop when the world laughed and ridiculed at me, maybe I am laughable. Maybe all I know now is that I want to exceed Xiang Yu. Yes, I want to ! May the Heavens not deny my will !)
Mao Zedong told of his soldiers not to achieve those fame and everlasting glories of Xiang Yu, but to reorganise, regroup and to strike the enemy again !
There was a point that I was willing to die like Xiang Yu, for that fame so everlasting, so rare ! Maybe, if the eagle soars to the Heavens but fearlessly and if this lamentable world asks again but for a hero that it knows it can’t but allow. I laugh at the world’s ignorance. Its pettiness was never worth what my heart can embrace ! I was never close to its petty pettiness. For that once, during those years, I was the proudest boy in this universe. I was never proud of myself, but I knew always, that the world’s pettiness shan’t contain me ! My ambitions were never muzzled by my parentage or birth ! Soar I shall ! Soar I shall ! May I eventually gain but those everlasting glories ! God is discerning ! And I shan’t disappoint !
Maybe those years
I saw the Heavens’ glorious will
Close it was, maybe even within grasps
But I saw it gone in the hands of those scheming greenish bastards !
The Heavens shall still have its plans
I never doubted then
Not now ! Not now !
Maybe I still have that furious magnificent fire burning in me
I think I still have the Will to be Xiang Yu if the world but denies me, in those very ends ! Maybe to be remembered like by all his glories in this sometimes but also fascinating and intoxicating world will be the last honour bestowed by the Heavens upon me, if that day comes !
He fought with those remaining men to the very end
And that meant something ! Really meant something, at least to me
He never saw those men as tools, a men with honour and dignity, those Jiangdong men he might have never knew how to show his remorse to but a final stand, would be his last dazzle to this world, for them !
Those remaining men who fought with him than to cower in hiding, and then after the storm to enjoy those seductions and enjoyments of this world, at least I know, there will be those who will rather fight for an extraordinary man’s Will and his irrevocable destiny than to betray him, those betrayals so filthy, because those ordinary men though ordinary but they still had that scarce sense of loyalty during those turbulent years, they just can’t bring himself to betray that extraordinary man, his Will ! Maybe because they have rode on those adventurous roads with him, and they just can’t forget those years where he was the Hegemon-King of Western Chu ! They must had admired him to the end, and this world shan’t ask for more !
I have seen this world, and this end is befitting of a hero ! I never did forget those years where my ambitions were ridiculed at, denied at due to my parentage. A heroic death to me later, was therefore but a sweet dream, I dreamt aimlessly during those early early years, the dream and Will during these years never did ever perish !
Will the world asks for another hero ?
Author: On Zi Rui
Titled: Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu
(20,000 men of Xiang Yu defeated 200,000 men of the Qin Army at the Battle of Julu, who could say that Heavens’ Will was never his ? The Heavens never did defy men like us. It’s when it’s getting darker, not fully dark yet, that hopes and egos they still burn, those glories were never entrapped by birthrights, this I was never taught of, but I knew I wanted to break every strain of those nets laid upon upon birth, I knew I was once just but a taxi driver’s / mover’s and a run-down store’s cashier’s son, but a joke, I never did stop to pursue those grandiose dreams. I never did stop when the world laughed and ridiculed at me, maybe I am laughable. Maybe all I know now is that I want to exceed Xiang Yu. Yes, I want to ! May the Heavens not deny my will !)
Mao Zedong told of his soldiers not to achieve those fame and everlasting glories of Xiang Yu, but to reorganise, regroup and to strike the enemy again !
There was a point that I was willing to die like Xiang Yu, for that fame so everlasting, so rare ! Maybe, if the eagle soars to the Heavens but fearlessly and if this lamentable world asks again but for a hero that it knows it can’t but allow. I laugh at the world’s ignorance. Its pettiness was never worth what my heart can embrace ! I was never close to its petty pettiness. For that once, during those years, I was the proudest boy in this universe. I was never proud of myself, but I knew always, that the world’s pettiness shan’t contain me ! My ambitions were never muzzled by my parentage or birth ! Soar I shall ! Soar I shall ! May I eventually gain but those everlasting glories ! God is discerning ! And I shan’t disappoint !
Maybe those years
I saw the Heavens’ glorious will
Close it was, maybe even within grasps
But I saw it gone in the hands of those scheming greenish bastards !
The Heavens shall still have its plans
I never doubted then
Not now ! Not now !
Maybe I still have that furious magnificent fire burning in me
I think I still have the Will to be Xiang Yu if the world but denies me, in those very ends ! Maybe to be remembered like by all his glories in this sometimes but also fascinating and intoxicating world will be the last honour bestowed by the Heavens upon me, if that day comes !
He fought with those remaining men to the very end
And that meant something ! Really meant something, at least to me
He never saw those men as tools, a men with honour and dignity, those Jiangdong men he might have never knew how to show his remorse to but a final stand, would be his last dazzle to this world, for them !
Those remaining men who fought with him than to cower in hiding, and then after the storm to enjoy those seductions and enjoyments of this world, at least I know, there will be those who will rather fight for an extraordinary man’s Will and his irrevocable destiny than to betray him, those betrayals so filthy, because those ordinary men though ordinary but they still had that scarce sense of loyalty during those turbulent years, they just can’t bring himself to betray that extraordinary man, his Will ! Maybe because they have rode on those adventurous roads with him, and they just can’t forget those years where he was the Hegemon-King of Western Chu ! They must had admired him to the end, and this world shan’t ask for more !
I have seen this world, and this end is befitting of a hero ! I never did forget those years where my ambitions were ridiculed at, denied at due to my parentage. A heroic death to me later, was therefore but a sweet dream, I dreamt aimlessly during those early early years, the dream and Will during these years never did ever perish !
Will the world asks for another hero ?
