车棚森花13

早上耐着性子写了篇命题作文，几度哽咽，回过头来自己看时才发现，以前看别人的文章，读起来看似轻描淡写的回忆，在写作时可能挑起了作者内心深处已经尘封的情感。还欠一篇“写在26岁前夕”，立下字据，力争完成。

(I wrote a passage this morning with very strong passion. It's the experience that I realized simple words may hide stong passion. Someday I will complish a passage about my attitude towards the 26th year of my life.)

晚上跟好朋友散步聊了很多，关于同事的感情，关于恋爱中的人，到家已经10点，却精神满满，对于我这个不擅说话的人，说话却恰好是我能量的来源，好奇怪。

(I walked around tonight with a friend. We talked a lot, about the relationgship of my colleague, the peple who are in love. I got home at 10 with high sprite. It's strange that my power comes from talking because I'm a short-spoken person.)

减脂生活第13天，也许说话可以转移我对吃的注意力？