Wednesday, October 31, 2012

A Story of Pencil and Rubber

I was born for you.  I have paid for you all In silence, but I don't want to let you know that I have done sacrifice. Xu zhimo have words used here is very suitable for: "life should at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result , no company and no ownership. Just ask once you love me,  in my most beautiful years, meet you." Encounter is a kind of fate, the world so many people who are passing by is the countless, but only in a certain moment,  god let me meet you and can't help falling in love with you. Yes, I would like to work for you, and are born for you, for I am your rubber.



Pencil:You know, I'm really sorry.

Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry, 'cause you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you are always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller everytime.

Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad .


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