It’s Sad.

Kahlil Gibran,1883—1931

The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height.
The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled.
The third time when she was given to choose between the hard and the easy, and she chose the easy.
The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong.
The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength.
The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.
And the seventh time when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue.

“在这个城市里,一定有人少了骨瓷,也一定有人多了骨瓷,一定有人少了沙发,也一定有人多了沙发,只是还没找到彼此而已。”—《第36个故事》
有点遗憾的是,找到了彼此,也没有正确使用,摔碎了也罢。

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