你是锦瑟，我为流年

用文字果腹 光阴下酒 ，在湛湛的日光下，抒写一段盛世年华。

自深深处

仇恨，你还不知道呢，以心智论是永恒的否定，以感情论是萎缩退化的一种形式，它消灭一切，除了自己。

爱与痛的边缘

我不停地追逐那黑色的幸福，就像蒙上眼睛寻找来时的路。

羞耻

The air there is full of unasked questions. But their smell is faint, and the flowers in the many maturing gardens, the trees lining the avenues, the perfumes worn by the beautiful soignee ladies of the neighbourhood quite overpower this other, too-abstract odour.You can get anywhere in Pakistan if you know people, even into jail.Shame is like everything else; live with it for long enough and it becomes part of the furniture.Shame: a short word, but one containing encyclopaedias of nuance. It was not only shame that his mothers forbade him to feel, but also embarrassment, discomfiture, decency, modesty, shyness, the sense of having an ordained place in the world, and other dialects of emotion for which English has no counterparts.