Why am I so sensitive? Is it a gift or a curse?
I can smell the slightest sigh of one’s soul and tell the roaring thunder of the eye. Maybe it doesn’t happen all the time, but it does quite enough.
You were impatient this afternoon. Though you spoke loud, thought smart and answered quickly, the occasionally slack expression on your face still reveal something.
Aside from having a bad cold, I know, you didn’t feel comfortable in this group. Maybe you began to find that it was not as exciting and outstanding as you imagined, maybe it was only because you were expecting more audiences.
I’ll indicate the unpleasnat truth to you. Face the music. It hasn’t been a great gathering since it was established long time ago. And it won’t go like that way in the future. My sincere advice is: don’t hold unrealistic image on it and don’t throw it away like garbage in a hurry. Both are unwise.
Dear sir,
In my view, keen obsevation
(no matter it comes from profound sense
or comprehensive sensibility)
is always a gift for the world
and a curse to this gifted person,
for talent is just like a rare jewel,
which means that it is both precious and lonely.
When we are enjoying so many masterpieces
in literature and art,
the sense of fullness tends to make us foeget that,
just like so many brilliant stars in the sky,
they are actually separated
by unimaginable distance in space;
thus in reality, what surrounds us are mostly planets that can not shine by themselves.
It’s seldom that a star would receive bright inspiration from another well-matched star;
a star always lights up
the world alone, blessedly, calmly, or desperately.
Like Tennessee Williams’ play “Glass Menagerie,”
it represents typically the vulnerability and delicacy of a sentitive soul.
“Loneliness” has become a great artistic motif; nevertheless, appreciators of such beauty always participate maybe after a long long time,
or in a far distance.
But they do exist.
Time and patience, I sincerely agree with what Your Execelency has illuminated in this article.
“observation” and “excellency”
dropped without notice.
I find that I have made so many mistakes
in Ehglish spelling in this article. @@
“forget,” “sensitive…”
poor eyesight in so small words on a homepage
dear sir, please forgive my poor eyesight
next time, I will double, triple check
before sending it out 😛
wrong-typing is not a big deal, compares with your beautiful writing and deep thought. I really like your response in English.Thanks for your sharing and wish us had more communicationsa and less lonliness.
The only thing I’m afraid not totally agreeing with is I don’t hold much of sympathy of the heroines in the plays “Glass Menagerie” and “A Streetcar Named Desire”. They are too sad to make me avoid meeting with.Haha.
It’s said that adolescents easily
indulge in Tennessee Williams’ works,
for most of them are tainted with
the mood of melancholy.
We know that Allan Poe was the predecessor
who theorized the beauty of melancholy and death; nonetheless, this kind of beauty has fallen into the trap of morbid blue.
Though Picasso also underwent his blue period;
however, great artists often experience
their physical or mental suffering only to
become bigger and maturer.
Too much melancholy beauty appears melodramatic, artificial, or nothing but mentally diseased.
I hope I will grow mature one day
and walk out of the inclination of immature blue
as your honor have achieved in your works.
🙂
Thanks for an idea, buy imho main problem content :((
Very meaningful English conversation .I think if I write so many words there must be a lot of incorrectly .haha!But I have a question:when a person aloof,isn’t it Because disappointed?