曾经很长一段时间,我过着浑浑噩噩、自暴自弃的生活。我不再读任何一本书,不再主动和别人说话,不再表达自己的喜好。每天沉溺在网络游戏的虚拟世界中,用当时尚且可以自控的双手,宪威一场场毫无意义的血腥杀戮。我必须用别人的伤痛与愤怒,来证明自己仍然活着;必须用虚拟世界里的荒唐胜果,来麻痹现实人生中的残酷失败。那一年,我十五岁,我人生中最黑暗的时光。直到某一天,一个停电的雨夜,我发现自己引以为傲的世界原来如此脆弱不堪,只需要一场稍大的雷雨就可以使它顷刻毁灭。我盯着黑暗的电脑屏幕,听着窗外雨水落地之声,仿佛是无数锋利的石子击打在我的心窝,痛得我流下了眼泪。那时候,我并不能真正明白人生到底是怎么一回事。我那时以为,人生就像一杯水,疾病就像一滴墨,它让我的水浑浊暗淡,让我的人生失去光明。许多年以后我才明白,人生可以是一杯水,也可以是一片海,关键是看一个人的内心。心是大海,便能包容缺憾,同化污秽,永远保持自身的通透明净。 For a long time, I lived an unexamined, self-defeating life. I no longer read any book, no longer take the initiative to speak with others, no longer express their preferences. Addicted daily in the virtual world of online games, with both stylish and self-controllable hands, Xian Wei a meaningless bloody killing. I must use the pain and anger of others to prove that I am still alive; I must use the absurd results in the virtual world to paralyze the cruel defeat in real life. That year, I was 15 years old, the darkest time in my life. Until one day, on a rainy night of power cuts, I find myself proud of the world was so fragile, only need a slightly larger thunderstorm can make it an instant destruction. I stared at the dark computer screen, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, as if countless sharp stones hitting in my heart, pain I shed tears. At that time, I did not really understand what life was all about. At that time, I thought that life is like a glass of water. Disease is like a drop of ink. It makes my water muddy and dull and my life loses its light. Many years later I realized that life can be a glass of water, it can be a sea, the key is to look at a person’s heart. Heart is the sea, we can tolerate the shortcomings, assimilation contamination, and always maintain its own transparent and clean.