If you shed tears when you miss the sun,you also miss the stars.
她习惯写美好的事。
因为讨厌让别人看到或者读到她内心那些负面的东西。她希望至少在其他人眼中看来，自己永远是笑着的那个。
下午的阳光很猛烈，即使是稍微的温暖感觉都没有。她和一个靠在柱子睡着的同学还有一只躲在脚下蜷缩着的猫待在学校的凉亭下，等待着爸爸来接她回家。刚巧她称作"wonderful man"的老师开车经过，朝她招了招手。她以灿烂笑容回应着，视线伴随着老师的车子直到车子消失在转角处。
那瞬间思绪万千。
她拿起手机写下了一个没有标题的段落:
Living in this world that is full of adventures and colors,we have so much to see and so much to learn.
As life is but a traveler,somehow we just try to not live for nothing, we should ask ourselves,what can we leave behind the world beyond the word"quickly"?
她仰头，叹了口气。
她曾读过一篇文章，内容大致都有些遗忘，但她依然记得其中一段。
如果把人生比喻成一辆火车，生命中出现的每一个人都是乘客。在一段时期中有人上火车的同时也有人选择了下站，直到开到终点站之前，许许多多的人都已经出现和消逝在这辆火车上。每个人都有每个人的去处和目的地，别挽留那些下了车的人，因为会有新的人上来，能陪你到最后的，只是因为各自的归属地相同，那些离开的，就成了最好的回忆。
这之中，她又为了多少人欢笑与担忧，又为了多少人哭？
晚上她独自躲在房里重温收藏在文件夹里好久的动画片，<秒速五厘米>。远野和明理从一开始的相互懂得与依恋，终究在距离和时间的恶意下被分开了。在那些岁月里他们各自惆怅也缅怀回忆，直至带着淡淡的印象过着余下的人生。最后一幕，长大后的远野在樱花盛开的那个季节与明理在穿过列车轨道时插肩而过，两人刹那间仿佛感受到了什么，欲回头，却被一辆长长的列车挡在对方的清影之间。列车过去，对面明理的身影已经不在，而远野嘴角微微上扬，转身离去。
她也微笑了。
潇洒些，也很帅气啊。
如果不是重要的人，她怎么会哭？
即使嘴上说不值得或没必要，但到心底还是放不下的话，怎么不会受伤？
那就哭吧，哭过之后总会明白些什么。纵然为了一百个人哭，那也会有一百个收获，一百个让自己强大起来的理由。
喜欢躲在角落里流泪也好，像个傻子一样期待着有人发现她偶尔的忧伤与脆弱也好，她不想当个只会等待的笨蛋了。会出现的人必然会出现甚至已经出现，而现在在她身边仍旧有她能够像个孩子一样哭诉的朋友，即是一个也足矣。
就跟喜欢待着的人相处，然后让自己变得更好。
她知道自己内心深处仍旧是从前那个自己，那个爱读文章，爱写美丽故事，爱与自然说话，爱笑的自己。
什么是能够永恒存在这世上的？他们说是爱。她说也是。
哭完了，去爱。
Lingxin
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下雨的日子总是特别舒服。
昨天搭了开往外婆家方向，沿途会经过中江新村的迷你巴士。
其实另一辆路线离家近一些的巴士也在等待出发，可我偏偏被那可爱小巧舒适的新型小巴吸引，心想一段舒服的巴士路程用长一点的脚程来抵上也值了。
回家的路比平时长了，然而遇见的人也多了。
当你在中江的巴士站下站，往一排店家走去，就会看见角落间的手机店，女店长经常对着手机笑.....因为正在看dramas的关系。
然后就是mini market。自我有记忆开始它就存在了，那里有着友善的老板和漂亮的巫裔收银员。再来是即使被坑了好多年可仍旧习惯去那里买东西的文具店，之后便是邮政局...
旧式咖啡店的露天桌椅有好多年老长辈在畅谈，我走过咖啡店旁的小巷，直直往伯公庙、漆上新颜色的民众会堂和一整片的草场走去。
民众会堂有些许回忆。曾经我们一家人喜欢和爸爸朋友一家在民众会堂打羽球。
靠近小学母校的大道的两旁有一排高大能遮阴的树，一阵风刮来会发出细细沙沙的声向接着是落叶的随风飞舞。
那天小学门外有好多家长准备接孩子放学，我穿过车子、摩托车和人的拥挤道路，快要到转角处时遇见幼儿园的秀玲老师以可爱的小跑步伐往小学来。那是连续几年假期在幼儿园打工时会看见的熟悉景象。
她看见我时笑了，叫着我的名字。
“放学刚回来吗？”
“对啊。”
我们笑着插肩而过。
沿途遇见了几个认识的人们，一个热心的阿姨后来就送我回了奶奶家。
一路满满的温暖。
隔天搭了另一路线的巴士，会让我在离家最近的小路下站。
天空飘着丝丝的雨，衬衫上很快就出现晕开了的雨滴。
这一路上都没有人。
两旁的传统马来屋和大树在雨中沉默着静静望着我这不速之客经过。
而我特别享受这样的时刻。
淅沥沥的雨声还有清新的味道在这时变得清晰。你会忘了肩膀上书包的重量，任由思绪游弋。
思绪游着悠着，会从张曼娟的书跑去哈利波特，孙燕姿的歌飘去Michael learns to rock的经典，学校的数学功课想去接下来的Muet考试。
然后是习惯堆积在一起思索前后的烦恼们。
我总是懊恼自己不善表达，书写可以，但若要我去用语言，虽没有伦敦前市长那么语出惊人，可却有把气氛冻掉的能力。所以除了熟识的朋友会因为我的话翻白眼，在意的人面前我一概选择保持静默。
噢，当我发现与他说话是一种需要耗脑力的事情，他说什么我都笑，听到什么歌会想与之分享却没勇气去说，耳闻其名字便自然笑起来的时候，我就知道大事不好了。
想到这里笑了起来。
那就继续让着大事不妙下去吧。
向日说过那会让人失去“喜欢”这件事的本质的得失心是个坏东西，一语就打在我头顶。
所以，下雨天真的很美好，喜欢一个人也是，去享受身边每个带给自己感触的事物都是。
那么，愿考试一切顺利。
Lingxin.
A short story written by Tiyo
# Stray birds of summer came to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn,which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sigh.
-Tagore. #
In the London city.
The wind was gentle but chilly when the Oxford street was teeming with pedestrians. It was the autumn season, I walked alone on the street, putting on a poker face so that nobody will notice that I was actually in a dilemma.
I felt that,the whole city has surrounded by yellow leaves and tedious atmosphere,as if the spring would never come again.
The overcast sky was darkened and it threatened to rain but the weather held. I pulled out my umbrella,opened it and went straight to the direction of my favorite cafe in the London city.
It's time to meet my old friend. I really miss her.
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The colossal Big Ben was located at the end side of the bustling street,as I was waiting for the traffic light to turn green,a blonde hair boy approached me.
"Hello." The boy looked at me and in the second I discovered that he had a pair of startling blue eyes.
"Hi."I crouched beside him,smiling.
"This is for you."Out of my expectation,the little boy took out a Smiley badge,and handed over to me.
"Well,why are you giving me this?"I asked,but still I accepted the gift without hesitation,his action had undoubtedly arouse my curiosity.
Maybe I just needed the little stuff to make myself happy.
The beautiful boy smiled so brightly,he said,"I hope it can bring back your smile!"
I was quite at a loss to reply,a few seconds later,I chuckled.
"Thanks cutie, your gift has made my day."The little boy seemed happy and then he waved amiably and ran away.
I stood at the same place and my mind started to flow away.
A light rain began to fall,I could hardly see his silhouette disappeared at the street corner. I couldn't tell the reason,but at the moment,warmth filled up my mind.
"Today is still a good day."I said to myself,in such an earnest voice. Then I continued my pace to the cafe.
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"Ding...Ring.."The aeolian bells were ringing as I opened the door of cafe.
I heard a familiar voice rang in my ear.
"Hey,it has been ages not seeing you here."Jane,the owner of the cafe greeted me with a warm smile.
I frowned,"It's my boss's fault. He almost drives me crazy."Both of us laughed,and I then followed Jane to a round table near a French window,my favorite seat in the cafe."So, hot Mocha with peanut butter waffle?"Jane stood by my side and asked. I nodded and smile,"Same old taste."
Suddenly,I noticed that the boy whom I just met sat at the counter. I kept appraising the boy,"Who is that boy?"Jane followed my sight,she then curved up lips and answered."He is my son."
I was shocked.
"Oh,my mind stuck.But I remember last time he just about to learn how to walk."
Jane raised her eyebrow,"It was two years ago,Kay."
Jane asked me to wait for few minutes and later we could have a talk.
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Two cups of Mocha and a plate of mouthwatering waffle were served on my table.
Jane sat down in front of me, the little boy also followed her to my table and he then said hi to me."You look better now!"
He said amazingly, Jane looked curiously at me and so I told her the whole story.
"See how the fate brings surprises to people."She pat on her boy head and her eyes were startling.
We chuckled at the same time.
"Kay,you can just tell me anything,you know I'm always here."
Jane looked into my eyes.
She has been through so many in the yesteryears, and luckily in the end she is still surrounded by blesses.
"I've wasted so much time sitting on my hands, and imagine what could have been."
I decided to pour out everything,just as the same way when we were young.
TBC
