写了一段话，有人能点评下么

冰上走的小猫猫 · 发表于 2018-4-14 18:54:37

Man is supposed to possess an innate sensibility of the ever-changing smell of air. I am not talking about those everyday smells you are familiar with, not the greasy odor of kitchen smoke produced while cooking, or the choking fragrance of some hot lady. The smell of air in question is overwhelmingly strong when spread, but remotely vague in between; it is capable of reifying the vicissitudes of life, and is also changing so that it is never the same from day to day. The smell of our cocooning air is heavenly perfume in disguise, drizzled around our body by God when He created us. If you can not divine it, shut your worldly eyes and employ your spiritual senses, trying to capture it, remember it, which goes where you go and changes when you change.

3492145080 · 发表于 2018-4-14 21:33:59

都说人生如戏，我觉得不全是。在孩提时代，我想我们是不会演戏的，我们活的就是自己。我们真诚、善良，乐于助人...简言之，人之初，性本善。是成人世界，是每一个大人逐渐把我们变成了演员。当我们每个人出生的时候，上帝拿出的并不是伪善的外衣披在我们的身上，而是用写满爱的毛毯裹住我们幼小的身躯。渐渐地，随着我们逐渐长大，我们发现仅仅靠这样的毛毯并不能为我们御寒，必须拾起大人们丢下的各种形形色色的服装，才能抵挡人世间的风寒。从此，我们做起了演员...