Ar.ies: October, 2007

叶落，草枯。北风起，秋雨凉。

季节的更迭总是安静并且倔强。

黑夜白天依旧这般交替出现在头顶上方。

那样简单。以此暂时告别人世的喧嚣。

傍晚时分，看到远处被粉刷一新的哥特式教堂折射出的昏黄依旧感到苍素。

与这个城市的华丽格格不入，如同女人脸上未被粉底掩盖的细纹暴露在外。

却意外的突现真实。

真实的却未必为人所需。

大学三年级在某个固定的状态下已被侵蚀了近两个月。

忙碌以及遥遥无期的追寻。

对于毫无生机的专业课。

只想说“面朝黑板，春暖花开”

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附中。夜　<念>

i remembered one of the God's true miracles--John Coffey said

"i am tired, tired of being on the road, lonely as a sparrow in the rain.

i am tired of never having me a buddy to be with, to tell me where we are going to, coming from, or why. mostly ,

i am tired of people being ugly to each other.

i am tired of all the pain i feel and hear in the world every day.

there is too much of it. it's like pieces of glass in my head all the time..."

-------dream maker...or...dreamer??-------

思念一个人　如同阳光的照射　无遮无拦。