Long Ago, there was a bird who sang but just once in her life. From the moment she left the nest, she searched the longest leaf for a thorn tree, never resting until she found one. Then she began to sing, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth, But carry away in the rapturous honor song, she impaled herself on the longest, sharpest thorn. As she was dying, she rose above her own agony to out-sing even the lark and the nightingale. The thorn bird traded her life fot that one song and the whole world was captured to listen! And God, in His Heaven smiles ~ As her very best was brought not only of the cost of great pain, Driven by the thorn, with no fear for her death to come. But when we push the thorn into our breast, We know ... We understand ... And still ... we choose the pain of the thorn ... 这是飞儿新专集里的一段文字,觉得很美就把它转上来了.很喜欢它的英文,很喜欢它的感觉... ... 荆棘鸟,一种用自己的生命去演绎自己生命意义的鸟儿.看完了上面那段英文时,我深深地被它打动了.生命的意义是什么?我不知道.在荆棘鸟的鸣唱中,渐渐明白了一切的一切... ... [当我们迎向最深刻的痛,我们知道我们将无所畏惧. 因为 唯有经历着最深沉的痛楚,才能换取最美好的事物!]