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我发现我越来越不了解自己了。 我一直认为我很聪明,但实际上我在像一个傻瓜一样追求着很多我根本得不到的东西。我一直以为我是那种可以掌握自己命运的人,但当我重新审视我所失去的和我所得到的,并且将它们放在一起做个比较时,我才明白,对我来说最重要的东西没有一刻真正地属于过我。我也曾经认为自己很清醒,但现在我几乎彻底地放弃了这个念头,因为我能清楚地意识到,我已经迷失在了自己布设的迷宫中。 有很长一段时间,我都没有得到快乐了。即使是世界杯也没能让我感受到什么是放松,享受和惬意。我烦透了消沉,压抑的我。我不由自主的渴望得到一些安慰,哪怕这些安慰充斥着虚幻和伪装。
I found out that I did not understand myself more and more. I always thought I was smart, but in fact I was pursuing a lot of things I could not get like a fool. I always thought I was the kind of person who could hold my own destiny, but when I re-examined what I lost and what I got and put them together for comparison, I realized that it was the most important to me The moment does not really belong to me. I once thought I was awake, but now I almost completely gave up the idea, because I can clearly realize that I have lost in the labyrinth of their own layout. For a long time, I have not been happy. Even the World Cup did not make me feel relaxed, enjoyable and cozy. I’m tired of depression, depressed me. I can not help but get some comfort, even if these comforts are full of illusion and disguise.