When newspaper becomes luxury
As I hold a copy of the paper, I think of the young people who just joined this family, their conviction of the truth, their conviction of the responsibility borne upon their shoulders. Yet in an instant, they were relieved of their duties. Not reasoned regarding their performance, but being told that “you are still young, there are certain troubles you shouldn’t get involved in”. When one's way to protect oneself is to run away, the valuable lesson in life would be to boldly accept one’s own weaknesses. If you manage to stay positive, then I’m happy for you; but at least for today, allow me to have a brief moment of despair.
May we meet again
I know full well that life must go on, so I made two wishes.
I could hardly expect people in a decade from now to understand the feelings of waiting for the publication of a newspaper overnight until daybreak, though I do hope that they would know that such a thing happened. I could also hardly expect karma after a decade to be repaid, but if the words “until we meet again” are written in this last newspaper, I hope that I could at least live until then to witness that day. Some people tell me not to romanticize the whole thing - I guess you could call me an old romantic.
Elements of youth
To take away a newspaper, and to declare some truth to be more "true" than others; some opinions to be more "neutral" than others; some lies to be more trustworthy than the truth. These have all become a part of the youth of this generation - a dash of depression in the dark corner of a soul and a piercing desire for justice in the back of the eyeballs. One can choose to tolerate pain, to choose joy over sorrow, or to risk over certain danger, but once all has come to an end, what follows is the struggle between memories and forgetting.
Source: Stand News #Jun22
https://bit.ly/3AWFwhD
#AppleDaily #LeeLamFung
As I hold a copy of the paper, I think of the young people who just joined this family, their conviction of the truth, their conviction of the responsibility borne upon their shoulders. Yet in an instant, they were relieved of their duties. Not reasoned regarding their performance, but being told that “you are still young, there are certain troubles you shouldn’t get involved in”. When one's way to protect oneself is to run away, the valuable lesson in life would be to boldly accept one’s own weaknesses. If you manage to stay positive, then I’m happy for you; but at least for today, allow me to have a brief moment of despair.
May we meet again
I know full well that life must go on, so I made two wishes.
I could hardly expect people in a decade from now to understand the feelings of waiting for the publication of a newspaper overnight until daybreak, though I do hope that they would know that such a thing happened. I could also hardly expect karma after a decade to be repaid, but if the words “until we meet again” are written in this last newspaper, I hope that I could at least live until then to witness that day. Some people tell me not to romanticize the whole thing - I guess you could call me an old romantic.
Elements of youth
To take away a newspaper, and to declare some truth to be more "true" than others; some opinions to be more "neutral" than others; some lies to be more trustworthy than the truth. These have all become a part of the youth of this generation - a dash of depression in the dark corner of a soul and a piercing desire for justice in the back of the eyeballs. One can choose to tolerate pain, to choose joy over sorrow, or to risk over certain danger, but once all has come to an end, what follows is the struggle between memories and forgetting.
Source: Stand News #Jun22
https://bit.ly/3AWFwhD
#AppleDaily #LeeLamFung