In Greek mythology, there is a Sphinx monster called the Sphinx. It has a riddle, asking each person passing by, riddle is: foot, on the evening walk with three legs. until the mystery is given a hero's young Oedipus.
Oedipus the answer is By noon, that is, young people during his two legs to walk. to the later years, he was so aged and weak, so that the support he had the help of a cane, as a third foot. the answer to shouted, jumped from the cliff his death. Oedipus guessed, the Sphinx, in fact, one of the mystery, the mystery of human life.
one of the greatest The sorrow is born as a human, and not know, the mysterious vagaries of fate in the sea, who is but a leaf can not control their own boat, the ups and downs of any drift waves.
So the mystery of man and God the topic of fans forever.
may be too much of the confusion caused by my own impulse, I just want to know why such a person become? Why are some factors that can change the look has not changed? why I do I hate everything? Why do I know they hate all this, but also to repeat? hh life, why do so many, I know I can not answer your question, I just try to look at, to see their own past, and then something to think about the future.
analysis of their own, takes a lot of courage, because we must first of their frank and honest is not a virtue, it will expose all the weaknesses. I know because I am human cowardice will cover some things, it is natural, I have to protect themselves.
I know me: exquisitely sensitive sense of insecurity in the eyes of my father
: feisty character in the eyes of my stubborn husband
: lovely temperament and generous friends in the eyes of refined
me: quiet, if at the child such as moving from rabbit
I do not know me: always be lonely and sad mood around, always get out of their own world. emphasis on self, and very hard to say what you want to know their in the end.
an insecure person is sad, it is easy to worry about the outcome. When developments are not within the control of their ability, they will panic, know what to do. I am feeling production, may be mainly from the growth process and the ultimate loss of doting parents, a maternal love. this gap, so I can not believe that the world could not believe their all, always feel that everything is unreal, everything will be and went missing. Although I look sloppy, but the heart is an extremely sensitive and delicate person. sometimes easy to think, it is very vulnerable to injuries. wounded, the healing process is also extremely long. like a forest deer, always keen to focus on auditory and visual world, concerned about the plants and trees around. and I was compared to their peers is a more mature person. This is a year ahead of me to go to school has a close relationship. child , my mother was afraid I would lose at the starting line, despite the opposition and national teacher education policy constraints, do everything possible to sent me to school early. I had to school with their year-old with long or more classmates, competition , love, reality forced people grew ah.
in growing up, my lack of dead boy caught short-lived love to be with me throughout Sentimental juvenile time, and once eager to share love my life-long companionship. At that time, my love is demanding, selfish, occupied, tortured love , love bloom, love scars. too want to have a person, thing, a way of life is painful, I live in this state for a decade, and sometimes think about it, this state is a kind of happiness, I think so stubbornly happy years. life can have a few years, ah, this decade has given me no matter what, so what I lost, are worth collecting.
human life In fact, the way in to find their own. the beginning, we do not know themselves come from, to where to go and even who are not quite sure himself in the end; slowly, we can and in my heart that his dialogue, communication clearly what you want her in the end, thought about what kind of life, like how to spend the long and short lives. In this process, we have more or less confused, and even has that stagnant for some time However, no big deal, everything past, every individual, every individual, in the vast span of history is so insignificant.
antecedents I look back again and again, look at yourself, and slowly find things have been so overwhelmed with sorrow today, how it seems worth mentioning. So, I often persuade themselves that any pain present in the near future too insignificant. Life is a process, can really enjoy the ups and downs of this process people are lucky. This year should be for me an extraordinary one, so I have to figure out something, first find out who he is, at this stage want to have what kind of life, and then I warmly welcome new life.
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