A glass of water
In front of me, there’s a glass of water, it’s in a transparent plastic cup, very clear. It’s so clear that I can see everything behind it… I seldom use such kind of cup at ordinary time, so almost forget the character of water which we drink every day, the transparency…
But, it’s good! Tonight, thanks to my forget to bring my cup along; otherwise, I might not have this different sense…
I always convince myself that, everybody born with goodness. People originally are simple, natural and without-polished, just like the cup of water in front of me now. I can see through him very clearly, I can sense what is deep down inside him, and what he’s thinking, no hinder, no lie, no pretend and that I can make control or revise. But, after years of knowledge, I found I fail…In fact, not superficially, but deep down is also always very good at acting, too skillful that easy to be cheated. You can’t judge one person by the appearance, coz people are skillful at acting, especially for some certain kind, and that kind makes me freezing…
Ok, drink it off, stop fantasy… yet I still believe “everybody born with goodness”.
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