Fiona的日志Fiona's Journal
Fiona写下的日志都收在这一篇里：2013到2018年的十四篇，每篇保留原来的标题和日期。All of Fiona's journal entries gathered in one place: fourteen posts from 2013 to 2018, each keeping its original title and date.
写首歌给你#
2013-03-30
写首歌给你 说爱你一生
在所有时候#
2013-04-18
我喜欢你，在所有时候。也喜欢一些人，在她们偶尔像你的时候。
你别走那么快#
2013-05-26
你别走那么快，我尽量跟着，起步时一起走，要停的时候你说一声，这就行了。
言语#
2013-10-13
你在身边的时候，在哪里都一样；你不在身边的时候，在哪里都一样。
追问即告白#
2014-07-27
爱你的人才会反复追问“你爱我吗”，因此你大可以把对方的每一次追问都当成告白，问的越多说明在乎越多依恋越深。如此想着怎么会有不耐烦，高兴还来不及呢。
问：Fiona的智商高不高？#
2014-08-23
自答：我无法评价一个不存在的东西
夸夸我自己#
2014-08-26
通过昨天和今天的需求讨论，我终于发现我的闪光点，我不是一个普通的程序员。我逻辑清晰，有全局观。协调组织沟通能力强。学东西快，有好奇心。
什么是爱#
2014-09-04
我不知道什么是爱。我觉得能够狠狠用我的嘴碰你的嘴就是幸福。
我很赞同#
2014-09-04
喜悦#
2014-09-09
晚上回到房间,迎面而来的是一阵喜悦。是的,喜悦。那是一种残留在房间空气里中,即将见到爱人充满希望的喜悦。那收拾行李挑选衣服,搜刮每个角落可以带给你的小玩具的情景仍在眼前。回忆那时愚蠢的想法,竟然也会让自己落泪呢。
有时候记忆真是一种该死的东西,他把好的坏的,喜悦的伤感的一股脑全混在了一切。让你分辨不清,剥离不开。最后无奈,哭着笑,又笑着哭。
没有感同身受#
2014-09-15
世界上根本不存在感同身受这种事，没人会真正担心你就像我也不会去真正担心别人一样。
我只在乎你#
2014-09-21
如果没有遇见你
我将会是在哪里
日子过得怎么样
人生是否要珍惜
也许认识某一人
过着平凡的日子
不知道会不会
也有爱情甜如蜜
任时光匆匆流去
我只在乎你
心甘情愿感染你的气息
人生几何能够得到知己
失去生命的力量也不可惜
如果有那么一天
你说即将要离去
我会迷失我自己
走入无边人海里
不要什么诺言
只要天天在一起
我不能只依靠
片片回忆活下去
任时光匆匆流去
任时光匆匆流去
我只在乎你
心甘情愿感染你的气息
人生几何能够得到知己
失去生命的力量也不可惜
所以我求求你
别让我离开你
除了你 我不能感到
一丝丝情意
在行为和诚实上#
2014-09-27
我们相爱，不要只在言语和舌头上，总要在行为和诚实上。
忆往昔峥嵘岁月稠#
2018-02-16
Write You a Song#
2013-03-30
Write you a song, to say I’ll love you all my life.
At All Times#
2013-04-18
I like you, at all times. And I like a few other people, at the odd moments when they are like you.
Don’t Walk So Fast#
2013-05-26
Don’t walk so fast. I’ll do my best to keep up. When we set off, we set off together, and when you want to stop, just say the word. That’s all it takes.
Words#
2013-10-13
When you are beside me, anywhere is the same; when you are not beside me, anywhere is the same.
The Asking Is the Confession#
2014-07-27
Only someone who loves you will ask again and again, “Do you love me?” So you may as well take every one of those askings as a confession of love: the more they ask, the more they care and the deeper the attachment. Thinking of it this way, how could you ever grow impatient? You would be too busy being glad.
Q: Is Fiona’s IQ High?#
2014-08-23
Answering myself: I cannot evaluate something that does not exist.
Let Me Praise Myself#
2014-08-26
Through yesterday’s and today’s requirements discussions, I have finally discovered where I shine: I am not an ordinary programmer. My logic is clear, and I see the whole board. Strong at coordinating, organizing, and communicating. Quick to learn, and curious.
What Love Is#
2014-09-04
I don’t know what love is. I feel that being able to press my mouth hard against yours is happiness.
I Quite Agree#
2014-09-04
Joy#
2014-09-09
Coming back to my room at night, what met me was a rush of joy. Yes, joy. The kind of joy left lingering in the air of the room, the hopeful joy of being about to see the one you love. The scene is still right before my eyes: packing the luggage, picking out clothes, scouring every corner for little toys to bring you. Remembering the foolish thoughts of that time can, somehow, still bring me to tears.
Sometimes memory really is a damnable thing. It takes the good and the bad, the joyful and the sorrowful, and dumps them all into one tangle, so you cannot tell them apart, cannot pry them free. In the end, helpless, you laugh through your tears, and cry through your laughter.
No One Feels What You Feel#
2014-09-15
There is no such thing in this world as truly feeling what another feels; no one really worries about you, just as I never really worry about anyone else.
I Only Care About You#
2014-09-21
If I had never met you
Where would I be now
How would the days be passing
Would life be something to treasure
Perhaps I would know someone
And live an ordinary life
Not knowing whether
There would be love as sweet as honey
Let time hurry past
I only care about you
Glad and willing to be steeped in your breath
How often in one life do you find someone who truly knows you
Losing the strength of life itself would not be a pity
If there came a day
When you said you were about to leave
I would lose myself
Adrift in the boundless sea of people
I ask for no promises
Only every day together
I cannot go on living
On scraps of memory alone
Let time hurry past
Let time hurry past
I only care about you
Glad and willing to be steeped in your breath
How often in one life do you find someone who truly knows you
Losing the strength of life itself would not be a pity
So I beg you
Don’t let me leave you
Apart from you I cannot feel
The slightest trace of tenderness
In Deed and in Truth#
2014-09-27
let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth.
Remembering Those Eventful Years#
2018-02-16
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