2011/12/29 18:30

 

离2012年还有两天，我想，我有两年多没有翻开这本日记了，否则，我怎么又会犯去年的那次信任危机呢？

2012 years， two more days left.  I think, I have not open this diary more than two years.  Otherwise, how can I make the same mistake of trust crisis at last year?

突然想笑，因为我真的不长脑子，也许这缺点正是我可爱之处吧——选择“相信”，或者假定“善意”。

Suddenly, I want to laugh about my self. Because, I am mindlessness. Or maybe this weakness also can be my lovely place— I choose to "believe", or assume that is "good faith".

女人是很可爱的白痴，虽然我们努力不成为白痴。成功的几率很小，即便是，也成为不男不女的所谓“女权主义”。

Woman are idiocy, and cute. Although, we tried not to be an idiot. Perhaps, the probability is small. Even so, we made our so-called "feminist", manly woman.

每个女人都梦想遇见白马王子。从情窦初开、到青春热情、再到风华正茂、又到韵味十足；于是就演绎了希望、失望、希望、失望⋯⋯ 慢慢地也就实际了。

Every woman dreaming about how we met a prince. From the first awakening of love, to enthusiasm youth, then beautiful prime, and a lasting appeal woman; And then deduce the hope, disappointed, hope, disappointed...... Little by little become a practical woman.

我们总想在情感中留下些什么，渐渐地从期盼熬到了无奈，迁就着吧，将就些啦。

We want to leave some things from love. In helpless waiting, we got to settle and take whatever loves left......

精华遗失在时间的纱网下，过滤的只是青春。

Time is like a yarn nets machine，youth passing by.

所以，我选择了电影。做着做着，就忽略了出发点，挣扎在俗事里、欲望中。

So, I choose making movie. Day by day, I unconscious to ignore the starting point. I am struggling in those common things, and lost in my desires.

大约在二十岁的时候，想着：爱情在生存面前显得如此的苍白无力，我们不顾一切透支着爱情，直到我们无法偿贷。

When I was 20, I thought: Love is so pale in front of survival appear. We desperate overdraft ours love, Until could not.

后来，索性就不透支了，让爱情结束在选择之前。我记得我跟它说过：“不要再回来了，痛！”

Then, simply can not overdrawn. Ends the love before we have to choose it. I remember I said :”Never come back again, I was in great pain.”

虽然没有想像自己是个公主或者灰姑娘之类的，但也活在了才子佳人的神话里的。哦，直到佳人老去，才子变成猪头。

Although, I will not imagine to be a princess or Cinderella. But I do live in the myth of beauties. Oh, until the beauty grow old, the nimble and versatile wit just like a pig.

哦，这本日记有写了那样单纯的梦想和目标，而我把它藏在了抽屉里，也好也好！互不干扰！

Oh, my diary, there was my pure dreams. I hide it in my secret drawer. All right! All right! Not interfere with each other!