tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46140031657603068742011-12-09T19:28:56.387+11:00coming soonhuánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-53842335087125218702009-10-11T23:46:00.007+11:002009-10-11T23:46:41.979+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-5384233508712521870?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-89038159643287371572009-10-11T23:46:00.005+11:002009-10-11T23:46:31.073+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8903815964328737157?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-10540103607014587522009-10-11T23:46:00.003+11:002009-10-11T23:46:23.019+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1054010360701458752?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-15944158703074175922009-10-11T23:46:00.001+11:002009-10-11T23:46:12.566+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1594415870307417592?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-51835823134796182162009-10-11T23:45:00.004+11:002009-10-11T23:46:01.813+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-5183582313479618216?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-36419878177755430362009-10-11T23:45:00.003+11:002009-10-11T23:45:51.397+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3641987817775543036?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-33521507441423749832009-10-11T23:45:00.001+11:002009-10-11T23:45:41.479+11:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3352150744142374983?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-84107200353377455922009-03-17T01:50:00.027+11:002009-10-11T21:30:48.999+11:00那天我們一起吃飯 你突然說：“你很可愛”<br />那是一種怎麽說呢<br />沒有暗示，沒有隱喻的一種<br />——<span style="font-weight: bold;">陳訴</span><br />暫且這樣講<br />就像，比如，我是一盞台燈一個雪糕球一張貼紙一個郵戳<br />只是你置身事外的一個形容。 <br /><br /> 時間過去9個多月<br />聽説你去了香港學台語（不可思議) <br />我決定留在南半球聼一首歌<br />《狂戀》響起,你推開門小聲說:<span style="font-weight: bold;">La javanaise</span><br />我專心打開第4瓶番茄醬<br />那不過是你又一個酣甜的謊<br />我看上去進退失據，也太不適合跳舞。<br /><br />--- --- --- ---<br />*<span style="font-style: italic;">La javanaise</span><br />-巴黎下層階級的一種舞蹈<br />-Serge Gainsbourg的歌<br /><a href="http://www.wretch.cc/blog/lei74/23551690" target="_blank"> </a><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:宋体;"></span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8410720035337745592?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-83956757243696791872009-02-01T05:04:00.005+11:002009-10-11T21:19:11.823+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SYSTMjimJvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5qO33CY6pf4/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-sing+k+%285%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SYSTMjimJvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5qO33CY6pf4/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-sing+k+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297520905602606834" border="0" /></a><br />在第一時間我還是相信了.哪怕是現在仍在猶豫.<br />曾經你的一切讓我着迷,猜疑個不停.<br />如今只想像個老人<br />真的假的一起丟進櫃子<br />不用打掃得太乾淨<br />他的問題我無法誠懇回答<br /><br /><br />《荔景之歌》<br />荔景的兔子不吃草 冬天的工廠想出逃<br />碼頭的鐵鍬鏘鏘響 西邊的玫瑰正開放<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8395675724369679187?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-25093764672792560472009-01-16T04:04:00.003+11:002009-01-16T04:31:18.953+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SW9vIdB0EHI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x47b71f84y4/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-IMG_0005.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SW9vIdB0EHI/AAAAAAAAAZc/x47b71f84y4/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-IMG_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291570278205493362" border="0" /></a><br />打從一開始我就知道她想拍的是誰.<br />過於頻繁的抖動和鏡頭的轉移<br />不自然的語氣和煞有其事的問話<br />都告訴了我她<span style="font-style: italic;">到底</span>在做什麽.<br />換是過去的我也會忍不住做同樣的蠢事<br />大概連那些噱頭也編得差不多.<br />唯一不同的是我不會放上網,<br />我自私的很.<br /><br />前幾天做夢.<br />夢見我,看見我和kelly披散著頭髮<br />在夜晚的墨爾本的街道上閒逛<br />像一部廣角鏡頭拍攝的電影.<br />我們一路走一路聊天,轉過街角<br />來到倒閉京華戲院旁的seveneleven<br />就看見你和你的兩個朋友.<br />(鏡頭是由下至上快速閃過你的臉)<br />我的第一個反應就是 跑<br />用盡全身氣力拼命的 跑<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-2509376467279256047?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-10852045067453557622009-01-15T04:22:00.004+11:002009-01-15T04:48:47.889+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SW4j-Vy2tlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gisRmfBKj5k/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-IMG_0009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SW4j-Vy2tlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/gisRmfBKj5k/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291206166116218450" border="0" /></a><br />再解釋什麽都是多餘的<br />我們之間隔著萬尺深的海水<br />比我和他之間還要遠,還要鮮紅.<br /><br />每天的生活像活在獄中<br />像老人一樣孤獨的坐著<br />時間嘀嗒,嘀嗒,<br />你不來,就只有繼續等待.<br />監獄的大門早已打開<br />只是你一直都不肯接我出去.<br />那不是語言<br />是類似氣氛的東西告訴我<br />"不要過來,你是阻礙."<br /><br />法庭上我們開庭<br />我總是贏.<br />只是再好的論詞都是多餘的<br />我入獄或者你入獄<br />結果都是一樣的.<br />冰冷海水的那邊,你說對不起<br />那也不是我想要的.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1085204506745355762?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-477945176356930242009-01-08T22:58:00.007+11:002009-01-09T03:22:06.863+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SWYfv82esBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RcCeaFsby-w/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_7036.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SWYfv82esBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/RcCeaFsby-w/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_7036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288949721042169874" border="0" /></a><br />坐在去香港的巴士上<br />車上只有十位乘客<br />都坐在左邊的位置上<br />一言不發.<br />一路上看到很多墓地和鐵皮房<br />乏味的延山公路<br />疲憊不堪的貨車司機<br />大家也一言不發.<br />沒有維港夜景<br />也沒有名店臨立的繁華街道<br />老人沿街乞討<br />賣水果的攤位通宵營業<br />一路聼著《パンク蛹化の女》<br />我們敲不開天堂的大門.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-47794517635693024?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-30917744091934285712009-01-02T04:58:00.002+11:002009-01-02T05:04:08.021+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SV0FgZ3skvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/7XHFowWnUl8/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_6555.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SV0FgZ3skvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/7XHFowWnUl8/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_6555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286387591861277426" border="0" /></a><br />我想,新的一年第一篇日記<br />大概不要釋放負能量吧<br />但有時候就會突然手變得冰涼<br />從心裏散發出一种難過的感覺<br />會覺得沒人理解我<br />很孤獨.<br />覺得什麽都是不美好的.<br />很討厭這種感覺但是擺脫不了.<br /><br />你的照片告訴我<br />你應該在上班.<br />現實就是這樣可怕.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3091774409193428571?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-15920801060635045562008-12-27T06:56:00.003+11:002008-12-27T17:54:34.078+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SVU3-UI5mFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KqrG-A2JY9c/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2816%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SVU3-UI5mFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/KqrG-A2JY9c/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2816%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284191281486600274" border="0" /></a><br />趙錢孫李　周吳鄭王<br />馮陳衛蔣　沈韓朱楊　<br />秦許何呂　孔曹施張<br />戚謝嚴魏　蘇潘陶姜<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">人人都說我愛你</span><br /><br />範彭魯馬　任袁史唐<br />薛雷賀倪　羅成姬湯　<br />安於傅齊　伍余孟黃<br />毛戴熊舒　項祝宋江<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">人人都說我愛你</span><br /><br />杜阮賈路　童顏郭<span style="font-weight: bold;">粱</span>　<br />梅盛林刁　鐘徐邱常<br />駱高夏蔡　田樊董康<br />胡霍萬柯　管盧蕭汪<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">人人都說我愛你</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1592080106063504556?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-61523989620278599132008-12-15T23:48:00.004+11:002008-12-16T00:46:31.370+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SUZbAG4ItWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/iZvhsduPfGI/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-19.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SUZbAG4ItWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/iZvhsduPfGI/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280007670542677346" border="0" /></a><br />喝完酸奶記得吃一個木瓜<br />在化學能轉爲動能的每一天<br />想起你的次數都減少一點<br />但是長短沒變.<br />記得我畫過一幅地圖倒過一杯橙汁<br />記得你說你今年犯太歲.<br />更糟的是,回憶它越想越不像真的<br />我只得將計就計,把你偶像化.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>媽媽問我:這人是誰<br />我說:一個明星<br /><span>(夏宇說:我穿有印有他頭像的T恤睡覺</span>)<br />媽媽問我:什麽明星<br />我說:日本的你不知道<br />停了一下說:叫龜速暴走,很紅的<br />(夏宇說:對那種再也愛不到的男人只能如此)<br /><br />在媽媽想明白之前<br />哦,也許她根本不曾懷疑過<br />(夏宇告訴我,我是那人而那人並不知道)<br />爬上床讀一陣《下午最後的草坪》後安心睡覺<br />比起回憶,夢反倒顯得現實一些<br />特別在這種長的仿佛沒有盡頭的長假.<br />(夢見9月草坪上的割草機轟隆隆 轟隆隆的響...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-6152398962027859913?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-16015688795016131052008-12-08T02:03:00.010+11:002009-10-11T21:20:39.346+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STvmDI2Ot7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/nc9-il7brvE/s1600-h/novfish+%2851%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STvmDI2Ot7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/nc9-il7brvE/s320/novfish+%2851%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277064329983604658" border="0" /></a><br />怎樣?這裡是不是很有聖誕氣氛?<br />聖誕啊.一年中最怕要一個人過的一天<br />...不知道你們會怎麽過呢?<br />越接近就越恐懼,所以要馬上放一首<br />草蜢的《寶貝對不起》<br />我心中的超·經·典 沖啊!!!<br />雖然和你,還有聖誕氣氛超不搭<br /><span style="font-family:monospace;">但幻想你邊唱邊跳台客舞太正點了<br /></span>... ...<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><a style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" id="urla" href="http://202.97.143.99/oa/Message/Files/2006112895347.mp3" onmousedown="sd(event,2)" target="_blank">http://202.97.143.99/oa/Message/Files/2006112895347.mp3</a><div style="padding: 30px 0px 0px 40px;"> </div> <div class="clear"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1601568879501613105?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-31008801463074465702008-12-06T01:14:00.004+11:002008-12-06T01:39:28.327+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STk3oly8c8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/nBzniv2STg0/s1600-h/artists.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STk3oly8c8I/AAAAAAAAAXU/nBzniv2STg0/s320/artists.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276309608921330626" border="0" /></a><br />對那種再也愛不到的人們只能如此.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3100880146307446570?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-9594528552339380912008-12-04T05:36:00.007+11:002008-12-06T01:42:44.723+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STbR_IbxZ6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/zGJt6bDYuxI/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2823%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STbR_IbxZ6I/AAAAAAAAAXM/zGJt6bDYuxI/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2823%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275634896037046178" border="0" /></a><br />你的7張照片跟著我來到北京<br />在酒館點道小菜的空當拿出來看,<br />風吹進來門叮哩咣噹的響<br />照片中你結一層霜依然保持微笑.<br />半夜兩點半,<br />愛過的男生正穿紫色襯衫<br />跳一些詭異的舞 在3個相冊裏.<br />我愛他的舊時光他並不跳舞<br />14嵗的他送了我一些吉他譜.<br />照片中的你們一言不發<br />此刻我愛的男生正懷疑的讀.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-959452855233938091?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-3956177952148409842008-12-02T04:14:00.003+11:002008-12-06T01:38:33.954+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STQcnrBLyHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/MjGuYVI2CHs/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2827%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STQcnrBLyHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/MjGuYVI2CHs/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2827%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274872531445860466" border="0" /></a><br />下雨天 穿雨衣 拿雨傘 去澆花<br />角度最重要<br />手腕以自由意志操演的人間情緒<br />操演我以一種無聊底情事和心懷<br />在蓬萊島嶼的煙嵐山間底悔約背信<br />妳無情的舌腹以迷人姿態胡亂開花<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-395617795214840984?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-81976570294774868652008-11-30T01:50:00.000+11:002008-12-02T04:14:13.687+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STKyDaTvFVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/VZMVZLK88sY/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2830%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/STKyDaTvFVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/VZMVZLK88sY/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2830%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274473885275723090" border="0" /></a><br />看到<a href="http://zfy0722.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_24.html">大頭的blog上夏宇Salsa</a>的<br />其中兩句.<br />眼前一亮,對自己說:對啊,爲什麽不呢?<br />就著手做起來.<br />整個過程像個刺激過癮的冒險<br />而那人並不知,大概也無所謂.<br />其實失去了你的消息太久<br />就真的不知道還可以寫什麽了.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8197657029477486865?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-6109295771156664842008-11-24T04:18:00.005+11:002008-11-25T05:37:11.930+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SSr0Tt_2gTI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8dW02kV93Zo/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2856%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SSr0Tt_2gTI/AAAAAAAAAWs/8dW02kV93Zo/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-novfish+%2856%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272294933392687410" border="0" /></a><br />明天,就可以幻想你帶些秋意的裝扮<br />和幾張傷心沮喪女生的臉<br />手插口袋繞過這苦悶的城市,輕輕揮手告別.<br />她們也會盡全力小心不弄花睫毛膏<br />嘗試優雅的流幾滴黑色的眼淚.<br /><br />還是想象不出你憂鬱沉思中的臉<br />那應該是由下至上的逆光四十五度<br />你緊閉的嘴唇依然保持最完美的弧度<br />天真的臉上挂一些疑問<br />眼角第一次呈現蒼桑和感慨的褶.<br /><br />再過一陣子,你會穿一件灰色冷衫<br />走過幾個街角去乘搭巴士.<br />對商店女sales親切又略帶曖昧的笑<br />問某款茶壺有沒有相配套的杯子.<br />你會挑選聖誕禮物準備過冬<br />並許下今年不要再收到手織圍巾的願望<br /><br />春天到來以前<br />你把南半球關進一個球形的八音盒<br />播放幾次,擺在電視機上.<br />明年聖誕節,包起來送給一個細心裝扮后<br />依顯無趣的女生.<br />也再也想不起那些電車座椅的顔色.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-610929577115666484?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-1891661235882170642008-11-18T05:04:00.005+11:002008-11-18T05:23:03.959+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SSG1Q0B7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/e6gI9QRyWtI/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SSG1Q0B7ZHI/AAAAAAAAAWc/e6gI9QRyWtI/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269692339449455730" border="0" /></a><br />百無聊賴的看3個月前的《體育周刊》<br />看些運動員"<span style="font-style: italic;">我正在享受壓力</span>"之類的謊言<br />奇怪也不想找本書好好看一陣.<br />8月6日,那是奧運還沒開始的日子<br />打開那天的日記,只寫了"天氣超好,回家超睏"幾個字.<br />仿佛一整年的記憶都喪失了,<br />只有你的樣子還清晰的讓人擔憂.<br /><br />看了幾張你的照片,日期不明.<br />你溫順的緊閉雙眼,幻想你的眼皮很可能跳動了一下<br />就很輕易的咯咯笑了出來.<br />這感覺好奇妙.<br />需要在非常短的時間内寫一篇關於療傷之類的東西<br />但想起你竟然都是些快樂的事情<br />真叫人難辦啊.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-189166123588217064?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-78455149692569796872008-11-10T01:26:00.005+11:002008-11-13T00:28:39.048+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SRrOSKjsV6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/hXm3nI50slc/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SRrOSKjsV6I/AAAAAAAAAWU/hXm3nI50slc/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267749525630244770" border="0" /></a><br />其實很簡單.<br />愛上一個不愛自己的人<br />然後用幾年時間變成你欣賞的那種女生<br />再愛上一個不愛自己的人<br />再用幾年時間變成你想要的那種女生<br />直到有一天<br />最好在32嵗到來以前<br />就變成讓自己感動的那種女生<br />然後就只愛自己.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7845514969256979687?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-75766367738728414502008-11-02T15:42:00.014+11:002008-11-03T08:54:37.411+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SQ0y-A3MHSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PGszh1zgK0o/s1600-h/CIMG2142.JPG">“<img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 33px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SQ0y-A3MHSI/AAAAAAAAAVs/PGszh1zgK0o/s320/CIMG2142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263919580430736674" border="0" /></a>”<br />自從那些困擾的消息傳出后,<br />一種開心著的悲傷的情緒就一直圍繞著我.<br />有些不合邏輯 有些變態<br />卻又神奇的和我一拍即合 讓我感動 變成了嗜好.<br /><br />超傷感就要聼超cutie的歌<br />所以最近都在聼The Pancakes的Martin和Jim<br />還有<span>徐懷鈺</span>俗氣卻很經典的《飛起來》<br />讓人想起破舊低檔,卻充滿歡樂氣息的溜冰場.<br /><br />什麽,"<span style="font-style: italic;">不想出去</span><span style="font-style: italic;">攪和</span><span style="font-style: italic;">太無聊, 還是回家想你比較重要</span>"<br />很好笑,"<span style="font-style: italic;">攪和</span>"這詞用的真好! 聽到這裡總是會笑<br />並被治愈成一種悲傷著的開心的情緒,<br />果然還是有些許差別的.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7576636773872841450?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-64508579411722359022008-10-25T17:58:00.013+11:002008-11-13T00:29:35.173+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SQLhdmZaDOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RT-W2MPVLNo/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-15.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SQLhdmZaDOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/RT-W2MPVLNo/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261015213361728738" border="0" /></a><br />周六晚,聼一個陌生的朋友講故事<br />好像可以非常清晰的看見他訴説的場景<br />喧囂的音樂,酒,長長的走廊,和一個女生.<br />那個下雨天,冬夜滴著水的路燈<br />那些沒見過的人,沒發生過的事<br />就這樣想著想著<br />一轉眼,天就黑了 一轉眼,話不投機了<br />冬去春來,如何是好.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-6450857941172235902?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-84106284903017020832008-10-21T00:19:00.017+11:002008-10-23T00:09:17.243+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SP7ExJwkUcI/AAAAAAAAAVM/O9kkmN9hDxw/s1600-h/jimo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SP7ExJwkUcI/AAAAAAAAAVM/O9kkmN9hDxw/s320/jimo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259857763527578050" border="0" /></a><br />不知道你是否也一樣，最害怕用到“寂寞”這個詞。不是到事態無法挽回的地步，誰也不願意踫這個令人難堪的生物。可惜寂寞就是寂寞，真實存在並且無法替代。他是如此具體，例如一個喜愛滑雪的金髮瑞典人，雖然素未謀面，但你依然確定他存在于這個星球的某処。好幾次，我嘗試用孤單、孤獨、甚至孤寂將其替代，但最終作罷。就像你討厭海獅，但不能因爲厭惡便稱之為海豹那樣，當寂寞空穴來風又如此真實的出現在面前，也只能接受這個事實，小聲打個招呼。<br /><br />“喂，好久不見” 他迷人的一笑。<br />“是啊。” 我眼神下意識躲閃去一旁，這樣的不期而遇讓我不知所措。<br />“什麽時候一起去瑞典滑雪？” 他問。我低著頭，揣摩著他的語氣中的<span style="font-style: italic;">真實性</span>。<br />“什麽時候都可以啊。” 最終我放棄了對所謂“<span style="font-style: italic;">真實性</span>”的揣測，大部分人也都放棄了抵抗。<br />“我過一陣來找你。” 他邊說邊四處打量著，身體已轉向一旁。<br />“好。” 我不動聲色的說。心想，<span style="font-style: italic;">你不會的</span>。<br /><br />談話結束。<br /><br />如此輕慢的對白並沒有使我心生懊惱或者不悅。這是他的一貫作風。我假裝非常了解他那樣， 努力的對走廊上鏡子點點頭。順帶一提，寂寞是個輕浮摩登的15嵗少年，孤獨則是個暮景残光，多疑又怕冷的老人。他們是如此的不同，讓我實在想不明白爲什麽世人習慣把他們當作近義詞使用。<br />從那之後再也沒遇見寂寞，倒是時常會在夏天烈日的某個樹蔭下遇見孤獨。奇怪的是，和寂寞的對話總是非常短暫，兩三句便嘎然而止，和孤獨卻可以很坦然地談論很久很久。只是每當我嘗試向他打聽寂寞的時候，他便不自然的緘默起來。印象中只有一次，某日黃昏十分，在一棵矮矮的檸檬樹的樹蔭下，孤獨主動向我提起了寂寞。<br /><br />他緩緩的說：“寂寞源自那些微弱的可能性，<span style="font-style: italic;">無處不在卻又接近于零的可能性</span>。”<br /><br />我雖不解其意，但心中似乎有什麽東西瞬間地動山搖的覺醒，讓人不甚抑鬱。回到家，感到未曾有過的疲憊。默默躺在床上，看那雙剛脫掉的黃色高跟鞋。鞋像兩只無精打采的動物，失去攻擊力，虛弱的蜷縮在房間的一角，逐漸模糊，融化，消失。也許早該發現的，瑞典太遠了，滑雪也像是個煞有其事的比喻。無論在現實或是隱喻。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8410628490301702083?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-85848920869764226282008-10-18T15:27:00.010+11:002008-10-21T00:17:33.506+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPyElWG1Q-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/itJsP3ZGR-Q/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-6.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPyElWG1Q-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/itJsP3ZGR-Q/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259224241986159586" border="0" /></a><br />17,18,19是三個非常,非常不同的年齡.<br />甚至帶點"<span style="font-style: italic;">階級性</span>"的那種對立, 不知你可贊同?<br />我的17嵗,穿淺藍色毛衣,未學會施妝撣粉,<br />戴一副<a href="http://www.silhouette.com/">silhouette</a>無框眼鏡,一臉木納.<br />和你<span style="font-style: italic;">漂亮花哨跌宕起伏 </span>的17嵗實在無法相比.<br />雖然17嵗和19嵗中間只相差了一個<span style="font-style: italic;">18嵗</span><br />但幸存下來的相關性似乎所剩無幾.<br />時常早上起來,睡眼惺忪的照著鏡子問自己:<br />今天的自己還是昨天那個自己嗎?<br />總是能很確定的對自己說:不,完全不一樣了.<br />在隨便做個夢就能改變一個決定的年齡,<br />任何束縛,約定都顯得如此多餘,不知你可贊同?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8584892086976422628?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-40490234391886160302008-10-13T23:08:00.014+11:002008-10-27T17:27:07.210+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPNID5E40XI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vsymhJTfxzc/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_3894.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPNID5E40XI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vsymhJTfxzc/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-IMG_3894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256624421769630066" border="0" /></a><br />寫一張卡片.無論想得如何巧妙,一旦提筆,<br />便條件反射般寫下一些可有可無的句子.<br />一再重復你的名字,"生日快樂"<br />再或者"這真是令人羡慕的事"類似這些<br />霧蒙蒙,壓抑的句子.猶如一陣驟雨<br />或一個拘束又惹人尷尬的微笑.<br /><br />需要酒,那種甜蜜的,昏沉沉的酒,<br />讓我變得簡單又淺薄.停止再斟酌.<br />暫時忘記後果,工整寫下自己的名字.<br />需要音樂,那種離別的,醉心的曲,<br />讓我變得迷幻又有害.憂傷又打擾.<br />在猶豫良久的午後,若無其事的填上地址.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-4049023439188616030?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-79424588531901709862008-10-12T20:45:00.001+11:002008-10-17T22:49:33.557+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXZ5chxKUI/AAAAAAAAATg/VvN3SGkvabo/s1600-h/me.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXZ5chxKUI/AAAAAAAAATg/VvN3SGkvabo/s320/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257347720958519618" border="0" /></a><br />人們搖著頭一臉嚴肅，說是我想太多<br />像教導主任特有的臉，氣氛降至冰點<br />這樣的場景似乎也在哪裏見過？<br />一切都關係我最痛恨的<span style="font-style: italic;">道義感</span>。<br />“道義”是世人造就的最大的謊言<br />是互相指責與憎恨最完美的藉口<br /><br />就算有機會讀到<a href="http://cherry.7blog.net/user1/579/archives/2008/994571.shtml">Sylvia Plath的daddy</a><br />他們也會嘲笑甚至憤怒的丟去一旁吧<br />我寧願變得自相矛盾，顯得可笑<br />也不願僅爲了活著而天真的活著<br />我寧願質問不存在的，反駁無答案的<br />也不願快樂的原因是來自無知與自大<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7942458853190170986?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-10645242976298592752008-10-10T22:18:00.009+11:002008-10-13T22:49:29.458+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SO9CgSRpNOI/AAAAAAAAATI/Dd5azW6YoqI/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-35.jpg"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SO9CgSRpNOI/AAAAAAAAATI/Dd5azW6YoqI/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255492412593747170" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://cherry.7blog.net/user1/579/archives/2008/993415.shtml">名詞分析</a>:<br />照片,悲劇名詞. 紐蛋,喜劇名詞. 蘋果,悲劇名詞.<br /> 淩晨,喜劇名詞. 台燈,悲劇名詞.<br /> 豆奶,喜劇名詞. 煮飯,悲劇名詞.<br /> 外賣,喜劇名詞. 高跟鞋,悲劇名詞. 圓珠筆,喜劇名詞.<br /> 19嵗,悲劇名詞. 鑰匙,悲劇名詞.<br /> 手機,悲劇名詞. 酒,喜劇名詞. 狗,喜劇名詞.<br /> 指甲油,喜劇名詞.今天,悲劇名詞.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1064524297629859275?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-1136375717897994532008-10-09T02:36:00.004+11:002008-12-16T00:52:29.191+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SUZgkgnSk8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/BgcXyN320eo/s1600-h/novfish+%2845%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SUZgkgnSk8I/AAAAAAAAAX8/BgcXyN320eo/s320/novfish+%2845%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280013793484772290" border="0" /></a><br />去年冬天,穿著整齊的高中制服,提著鞋子,<br />瞞過熟睡的狗,打開花園的鐵門,避開路燈,<br />一路飛奔去電車站,等<span>0:58分開往Kew的最後一班電車.<br />下過雨的冬夜,好像世界只剩下我一個,<br />用力呼吸著冰涼的空氣,整個人仿佛變成透明.<br />雲散后,清澈的天空有很多的星星.</span><span><br /></span><span>潮濕的路面把路燈倒映得好清晰.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>一路緩緩經過熟悉的網球場,立交橋,男校,雪糕店，</span><span><br />就算全世界都與我為敵,竟然也顯得無關緊要.<br />曾經單純的幻想,今天看起來顯得非常可笑,<br />每當聼著"<a href="http://cherry.7blog.net/user1/579/archives/2008/993337.shtml">Quoi</a>",就會想起自己當時的樣子,<br />還好如今已明白,有些事根本不需要明白,<br /><span>猶如從未到達過的電車</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">尾站</span> ,<span>其實它一直都在</span>.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-113637571789799453?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-51985582803959566802008-10-08T18:03:00.008+11:002008-10-16T00:35:14.345+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SOxfx13krcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/F7uwMsKQ2-c/s1600-h/2270374973_6746096ca1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SOxfx13krcI/AAAAAAAAAS4/F7uwMsKQ2-c/s320/2270374973_6746096ca1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254680175112924610" border="0" /></a><br />你總是做一些我想不到,又不敢做的事<br />在你面前,我顯得保守,無趣又令人掃興<br />我總是自以爲是地討厭香水,卷髮和濃妝<br />直到第一次聼到《美麗的女生》<br />我才大驚失色的發現了自己的狹隘.<br /><br />你到底是什麽類型的女生,至今成謎.<br />只知道,根本找不到一個<br />可以堪稱和你風格相近的人類.<br />你唱了《舞孃》,戴了和王心淩相近的粉色假髮,<br />自稱公主,還翹著腿比了個"v"的手勢.<br />這些我曾經自以爲是嗤之以鼻的壞品位<br />你做起來卻<span style="font-style: italic;">屌得讓人絕望</span>.<br /><br />然而你竟然愛我. 你竟然加持我.<br />也許我該故作鎮定的說, 我們走.<br />所有的煩惱,在這刻聞風喪膽,一哄而散.<br />曾經,我縂憂傷的對他們唱《等待》和《幻覺》<br />今天,只想對他們唱《我愛光頭》.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-5198558280395956680?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-79372874878222080882008-09-29T15:52:00.007+10:002008-10-16T00:35:01.827+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SOCMtb016mI/AAAAAAAAAO8/d-cGWsN3WkY/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-8.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SOCMtb016mI/AAAAAAAAAO8/d-cGWsN3WkY/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251351877705394786" border="0" /></a><br />我對聽覺和氣味相對敏感.<br />記憶的樓宇也多由這兩种感官搭建.<br />有些音樂,有些氣味,<br />大概藏匿著一個人,或一小段回憶.<br />這往往不是我主觀的選擇,<br />而完全由當時的場景和巧合決定.<br />你甚至比較走運,<br />我曾經喜歡邊聼Comic Strip邊做飯<br />所以有天突然發現,<br />Serge Gainsbourg的歌竟成了你的載體.<br /><br />儘管我幾乎肯定,你根本不知道他是誰<br />但這不重要,對我來説,聼著Ford Mustang<br />遠比看見你的照片更真實清晰.<br />若要想起你,只需要小聲哼著<br />Torrey Canyon,Torrey Canyon...<br />還有,聞到<span>檸檬味的黃色膠袋</span>,<br />不知何故的也讓我瞬間想到了你.<br />現實中,也許你聼吳浩康,你聼林宥嘉<br />或者你未曾考慮過膠袋顔色的問題.<br />我也有意無意的很久沒聼Comic Strip<br />昨天剛買了薄荷味的綠色膠袋.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7937287487822208088?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-25438098136481058902008-09-28T12:58:00.004+10:002008-09-28T13:16:51.666+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN7zcdKTewI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FkSFhvWOcbA/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-43.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN7zcdKTewI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FkSFhvWOcbA/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250901885750311682" border="0" /></a><br />總以為謎一般難懂的我　<br />在你瞭解了以後其實也沒什麼<br />我總是忽冷又忽熱隱藏我的感受<br />只是怕愛你的心被你看透<br /><br />猜的沒錯想得太多不會有結果<br />被你看穿了以後我更無處可躲<br />我開始後悔不應該太聰明的賣弄<br />只是怕親手將我的真心葬送<br /><br />我猜著你的心 要再一次確定　<br />遙遠的距離都是因為太過聰明<br />要猜著你的心 要再一次確定　<br />混亂的思緒都是因為太想靠近你<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-2543809813648105890?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-1756502364436717592008-09-28T12:42:00.017+10:002008-10-19T22:43:48.901+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXn-kGliQI/AAAAAAAAATw/9HBd0hDzJOU/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXn-kGliQI/AAAAAAAAATw/9HBd0hDzJOU/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257363202054129922" border="0" /></a><br />一路上,我先聼了 Que te Pasa?<que><que><que>.給自己一個理由.<br />再聼了 慢歌1.説服自己這不是愚蠢的藉口.<br />再聼了 只因當時太緊張.任由我重復犯錯.<br /><br />最後,我聼了很久很久沒聼過的demo 3<demo3><demo>.<br />"想著想著我們竟然迷了路 真該死<br />我早該知道我不該只帶著精選輯的<br />精選輯總是正確的誤導了我們要去的方向<br />總是把暗示的順序搞的很亂<br />即使從頭聽一遍 還是一條迷路的捷徑"<br /><br />迷路后,我找到一個很大很大的草坪,<br />還有一些形狀奇特的藍色遮陽傘.<br />湛藍的天空,悄然無聲,一片雲都見不到,<br />我卻幾乎確定,這裡有你的軌跡.</demo></demo3></que></que></que><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-175650236443671759?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-3367314560483318472008-09-26T01:52:00.008+10:002008-10-16T00:33:11.296+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SNu0aeO7XwI/AAAAAAAAANE/_hkaq09pouc/s1600-h/n695937062_1338235_6331.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SNu0aeO7XwI/AAAAAAAAANE/_hkaq09pouc/s320/n695937062_1338235_6331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249988157515718402" border="0" /></a><br />什麽"迷戀"，"被迷戀",這些措辭本身就是<br />粗俗不堪又戲弄人的説法,只要讓這些詞語抛投露面,<br />憂鬱的伽藍就會頃刻間分崩離析,變得索然無味.<br />但如果使用"被愛的不安"等文學術語,<br />似乎就不至於破壞憂鬱的伽藍了.想來可真是奇妙無比.<br />——《人間失格》<br /><br />你.是否有<span style="font-style: italic;">被愛的不安</span>? 那是否是因我而起?<br />我酣甜,繆誤,幼稚,隱匿,悖德的愛.<br />原先的遊刃有餘不知不覺竟被斷了退路,<br />眼前只見迷幻慵懶的你.性感又挑剔.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">12:45AM.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >窗簾拉著</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" > <br />窗外的雨聲讓人想起遙遠的異國</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >氣氛還是顯得太壓迫</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >這裡熟悉的景色還只有一小部分屬於我</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">. <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >橘子茶</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >喝的什麼也沒剩</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >桌上多了好幾個杯子印</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >畢竟太習慣一個人了</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >大家都覺得我會寂寞的時候</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >, 我卻暗地覺得特別自在</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >只有一個人的時候</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >, 才覺得時間在等著我</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >仿佛能永遠蜷縮在長夜</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >永遠不出來</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >只有一個人的時候</span>,<span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >才嗅的出時間的味道</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >懶懶的</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >不透明的</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >粘稠的</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >永遠穿不透的</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >在沒有光可以進來</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US">的</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >最深的深夜裏</span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:100%;" >,我總是一個人的.</span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US"> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" lang="EN-US"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" >偶然翻出的16嵗的日記.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" > <br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" >當時的覺悟是19嵗現在的我都遙不可及的.</span> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:12;" ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-6711116347684855214?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-45901904845804673542008-09-18T04:33:00.013+10:002008-10-17T16:31:58.207+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN76OG-LWuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UVPst_PGB48/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-32.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN76OG-LWuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/UVPst_PGB48/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250909335857093346" border="0" /></a><br />如果對大家說,我<span style="font-style: italic;">暗戀</span>你<br />大家會不會很熱情的幫我搜集<br />所有關於你的信息.<br />會不會幫我去你的高中偷拍你?<br />如果大家都<span style="font-style: italic;">摩拳擦掌,躍躍欲試</span><br />並信誓旦旦的保密此事.<br />也許我也會說,對,我<span style="font-style: italic;">暗戀</span>你<br />然而,説不定這只是一種獨特的<span style="font-style: italic;">收集癖</span>.<br />應該單獨劃分去腦内的一個區域.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-4590190484580467354?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-86712862509383359702008-09-09T18:39:00.012+10:002008-09-28T13:31:15.239+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN72AgSaiyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qF6rwUBxGOQ/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN72AgSaiyI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qF6rwUBxGOQ/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250904704088181538" border="0" /></a> <br /><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>2</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:compatibility> <w:spaceforul/> <w:balancesinglebytedoublebytewidth/> <w:donotleavebackslashalone/> <w:ultrailspace/> <w:donotexpandshiftreturn/> <w:adjustlineheightintable/> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:usefelayout/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:PMingLiU; panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-alt:新細明體; mso-font-charset:136; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} @font-face {font-family:"\@PMingLiU"; panose-1:2 2 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; mso-font-charset:136; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 137232384 22 0 1048577 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:none; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} /* Page Definitions */ @page {mso-page-border-surround-header:no; mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;} @page Section1 {size:595.3pt 841.9pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:42.55pt; mso-footer-margin:49.6pt; mso-paper-source:0; layout-grid:18.0pt;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:表格內文; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]-->我深怕 <br />在我偷偷寫著你的名字的時候 <br />突然就死了 <br />於是 <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">世界知道了他們不該知道的</span> <br />並且以為那就是最後的 <br />而他們自己 <br />顯然是最了悟的 <br /> <br />寫你的名字 <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">只是為了擦掉</span> <br />但我深怕 <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">來不及了</span> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">於是一切都發生了</span> <br />而那時 <br />你把煙蒂按熄 <br />從凹陷的躺椅中站起 <br />灰藍的襯衫打著 <br />慵懶的皺摺 <br />在街上 <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">閒閒的走</span> <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">閒閒的走</span> <br />紅燈亮了 <br />緩緩停住— <br />灰藍 <br />以經到達憂鬱的極限 <br />為我所深深愛悅 <br /><span style="font-style: italic;">喜歡</span> <br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">可惜不知道你的名字,也得不到你的筆.</span> <br /><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8671286250938335970?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-48570149035948034842008-09-08T01:53:00.003+10:002008-09-28T13:30:35.744+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN75O0ic4MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7ffV-_klwu4/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-45.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SN75O0ic4MI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7ffV-_klwu4/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250908248577204418" border="0" /></a><br />嬉笑怒罵之後,大家都累了.各自想著心事.<br />我漫無目地的輕輕拍了拍你.沒什麽特別的意思,<br />大概因爲剛聼了一首叫《魚罐頭》的歌<br />就突然有感而發的對你說: "你,是一個<span style="font-style: italic;">魚罐頭</span>."<br />沒有暗示或企圖解釋什麽,我說:<br />"要將你分兩天,<span style="font-style: italic;">迅速吃完</span>."<br />我做出十分認真的表情.<br />然而你沒有表現出絲毫恐懼的意思.<br />你只是擡著頭,慢條斯理的小聲說,<br />用一種家長耐心解釋給孩子的口吻很小聲說:<br />我只是一只狗.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-4857014903594803484?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-23300026225143431202008-09-07T16:26:00.021+10:002008-10-16T00:05:00.083+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXoieulY3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZWyWOqYHw_A/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-46.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXoieulY3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZWyWOqYHw_A/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257363819086570354" border="0" /></a><br />在這間逆光狹小的公寓裏<br />烤完香蕉的平鍋留有蜂蜜的香氣<br />曬過太陽的脖子還是柔軟的<br />這裡存在著一個會用曡詞的我<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">不敏于辯駁 擅於等待</span>.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">並耐心的寫 記錄 用曡詞</span>.<br /><br /><br />“ 你的樣子<span style="font-weight: bold;">· </span>松松軟軟熙熙攘攘，恍恍惚惚影影綽綽搖搖晃晃<br />. 我的想念<span style="font-weight: bold;">· </span>吞吞吐吐落落穆穆，斷斷續續湯湯水水反反復複 ”<br /><br />你難道不認爲,<br />曡詞帶給人<span style="font-weight: bold;">進退失據</span>的感覺?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-2330002622514343120?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-76138405949972987552008-09-06T01:31:00.013+10:002008-09-07T14:53:23.517+10:00<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SMFe4ltU_vI/AAAAAAAAALU/1QlBnMzxzJE/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E6%89%AB%E6%8F%8F00021.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SMFe4ltU_vI/AAAAAAAAALU/1QlBnMzxzJE/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E6%89%AB%E6%8F%8F00021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242575767523884786" border="0" /></a> <br /></span><p style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img class="tex" alt="A \vee B, A \Rightarrow C, B \Rightarrow C \vdash C" 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mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:表格內文; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">你明白嗎</span>？<span style="font-size:85%;">我不明白</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。</span><span style="font-size:85%;">不過這</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >無關緊要</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">因爲</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >一切已經被説明</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">.</span><span style="font-size:85%;">。你看</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">我甚至用了一個被動句式解釋給你聼</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">也許我是</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，</span><span style="font-size:85%;">愛你的也許不是</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">再説一次</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，</span><span style="font-size:85%;">這都是</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >無關緊要</span><span style="font-size:85%;">的問題</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">因爲</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >一切已經失去意義</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。</span><span style="font-size:85%;">你看</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">我再次用了一個被動句式表白給你聼</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> <br /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">是什麽讓我</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >孤注一擲</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">相信愛其實是短暫的 · 很 </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >短</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> · 就 這麽 · </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >短</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">比一個最普通的下午還要</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> · </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >短</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">(</span><span style="font-size:85%;">而且請不要跟我說曇花的比喻</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">我安靜的等待你過期</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"> · </span><span style="font-size:85%;">傾倒</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"> · </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >壓扁</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"> · </span><span style="font-size:85%;">丟棄</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">今天剛好是第三個月</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，</span><span style="font-size:85%;">而你卻像那些罐頭</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">(</span><span style="font-size:85%;">特別是那些牛肉罐頭</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，) </span><span style="font-size:85%;">立在未知的角落</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >動</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> · 也不</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >動</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。</span><span style="font-size:85%;">沒有任何變質的</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >跡象</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;">我搖頭</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">。<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">我想我大概無藥可救，我弄丟了唯一的開瓶器</span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:85%;">，<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:PMingLiU;font-size:85%;" >而且我用了太多的<span style="font-style: italic;">斜体</span></span><span lang="EN-US"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >。</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7613840594997298755?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-82224468020641921572008-09-03T19:32:00.010+10:002008-10-16T00:29:19.686+11:00我只是坐在圖書館的一角,<br />行動緩慢,看似乏味的讀幾首詩.<br />外面陽光真好,舌口苦澀無味,<br />我卻讀的非常認真,也並非津津有味.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">而且那不是我的意思</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">我只想說我可能遇到的一個人</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">一開始我是誠心誠意的</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">而且是悲傷的</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">但後來事情有了變化</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">事情</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">縂有一些</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">變化</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">有一天</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">可能</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">非常可能</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">voila</span><br /><br />“縂有...一些...<span style="font-style: italic;">變化</span>”我小聲的說.<br />“可能” 我懷疑的說,“<span style="font-style: italic;">非常可能</span>.” .volia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8222446802064192157?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-19448719091866387322008-09-02T12:38:00.009+10:002008-10-15T23:46:37.535+11:00<p>每當日子<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">渾圓飽滿</span>我就<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">一籌莫展</span><br />我<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">閃爍其辭丟三忘四</span><br />我感覺自己<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">完全地不可靠 <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">我是</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">我猜 我會</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">慢慢瘋掉 最好不要</span></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">那些下午決定要走我一無所有</span><br />只能留給你雨水一盒<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">我這麼孤單難以預料</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">我想</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">我是 我會</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">慢慢瘋掉 最好不要</span></p><br /><br />所有的名詞/動詞/介詞/形容詞,<br />都這麽剪裁合身的套在了我身上.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-1944871909186638732?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-69623451546169658602008-08-24T15:18:00.009+10:002008-09-06T02:32:45.909+10:00漸漸開始發現,其實這樣也挺好<br />很多時候,有了承諾也就有了責任<br />有了責任就會變得沒那麽好玩.<br />再默契也會有些緊張,沉悶,希求回報.<br /><br />過了這麽久,我也似乎開始發現<br />有些時光,不如瀟灑的揮霍了就好<br />越是想盡辦法去留下點什麽<br />越會變成以後失去斬釘截鐵的證據.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-6962345154616965860?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-65572307647026545032008-08-22T21:02:00.014+10:002008-08-27T14:53:43.241+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SK6nVSC3O8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/NWcYcauFGSM/s1600-h/26.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SK6nVSC3O8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/NWcYcauFGSM/s320/26.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237307400741403586" border="0" /></a><br />要像《重慶森林》裏的王菲那樣搖擺著<br />對你說無所謂,無所謂啦,是真的無所謂啦,,,,,<br />要一邊閉上眼睛大聲唱:<br />私は猛獣使いのベイベ, 暖めたいなあ<br />還要一邊很耍屌很認真的對你說無所謂耶....<br />記得要開音樂,記得要搖著頭說:沒什麽啦!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-6557230764702654503?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-49949611595416533852008-08-21T21:26:00.007+10:002008-10-16T00:14:07.075+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXrcFCoU_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/0X8w55O17sU/s1600-h/09191671.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SPXrcFCoU_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/0X8w55O17sU/s320/09191671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367007646995442" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:PMingLiU;">她們並不知道</span><span lang="EN-US">. </span><span style="font-family:PMingLiU;">你什麽都不知道</span><span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"><br />你們都不知道</span> <span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:PMingLiU;">,你的頭髮下垂的弧度有了微妙的變化</span><o:p></o:p><span style="font-family:PMingLiU;"><br />貼近你的脖子, 我深深呼吸<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">全世界</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:PMingLiU;" >只有我發現了</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:PMingLiU;" >你是完全沒有氣味的</span><span lang="EN-US"><o:p></o:p></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-4994961159541653385?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-89445571620546701362008-08-20T21:42:00.009+10:002008-10-16T00:11:56.713+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SK2DaAZQdAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-07kjaYtiSo/s1600-h/00.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SK2DaAZQdAI/AAAAAAAAAH4/-07kjaYtiSo/s320/00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236986424507528194" border="0" /></a><br />今晚除了看你的詩什麽也不想做.<br />今晚其實什麽也不想做.<br />我刪除了今早還認爲很有道理的話<br />那是關於胭脂關於女人那是關於<br />女人或者胭脂的使用.<br /><br />我需要徹徹底底的壓縮,整塊刪除它們<br />因爲他佔用了太多的空間 讓我思考緩慢<br />也許我不應該這麽容易受到影響<br />也許我不應該寫一些<br />只有他能看懂的他卻以爲他看不懂的話<br />該怎麽說呢<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><span style="font-style: italic;">他不必被發現,他在</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8944557162054670136?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-89455463623663452412008-08-19T21:41:00.005+10:002008-08-27T16:55:27.808+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKqxrrCyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hZ9hQRklu7k/s1600-h/rain.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKqxrrCyZ0I/AAAAAAAAAHg/hZ9hQRklu7k/s320/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192880618530626" border="0" /></a><br />這樣的天氣預報已經持續了3周.<br />每一天都是一樣的.一樣的.一樣的.一樣的.<br />盡管如此還是要找些能令人打起精神的契機.<br />比如在intro. macro的lecture觀察背影像你的一個人.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-8945546362366345241?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-73823019753269801972008-08-18T18:57:00.009+10:002008-10-16T00:18:04.131+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKk_vAj7PAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tkuj2nCookU/s1600-h/12.gif"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKk_vAj7PAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/tkuj2nCookU/s320/12.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235786118631996418" border="0" /></a><br />嘗試確定你還停留在這個世界上<br />沒有<span style="font-style: italic;">消失在某個象限或常數裏，無止境的旋轉</span>.<br />你的出現打破了我一些自以爲是的按部就班.<br />顛覆了我以爲了解的自己和一些期限.<br />只是我緩慢,緘默的思考方式卻從來沒變過<br />難過的原因<span style="font-style: italic;">似乎根本不存在</span>,卻又<span style="font-style: italic;">似乎很複雜</span>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7382301975326980197?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-47931986871566744922008-08-16T19:32:00.008+10:002008-10-16T00:18:42.929+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKamaaF28EI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WoWo28Kgjzw/s1600-h/DSC02408.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKamaaF28EI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WoWo28Kgjzw/s320/DSC02408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235054589475483714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />今天我們一起吃飯的時候<br />你突然說了一句:"你很可愛."<br />那是一種,怎麽說呢<br />沒有暗示的,沒有隱喻的<br />.的一種<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">statement</span>.暫且這樣講.<br />就像,<span style="font-style: italic;">比如</span>,<br />我是一盞台燈,是一個雪糕球<br />一張貼紙一個郵戳.<br />.的<span style="font-style: italic;">那種</span>可愛.<br />那是一種,你置身事外的,一個<span style="font-style: italic;">形容</span>.<br />你還說,<br />我的一切已與你無關.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-4793198687156674492?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-70946116884922560282008-08-16T17:42:00.012+10:002008-10-16T00:12:48.033+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKam6B7aVzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IqQSugUYzSQ/s1600-h/aft.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKam6B7aVzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IqQSugUYzSQ/s320/aft.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235055132745029426" border="0" /></a><br />況且,我根本不知道你會不會去.<br />一切假設,只建立在你隨便說過的一句話裏.<br />上一次見到你已經是6月的事.<br />那天剛好是她的生日.<br />今天是和你幾乎完全失去聯係的8月16日.<br />一切都悄然無聲,銷聲匿跡.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">淡薄于記憶,不透露一點秘密.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-7094611688492256028?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-37480614671354294922008-08-12T20:06:00.008+10:002008-08-27T16:46:56.358+10:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKFktODENpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nPIDFAWToGQ/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-sm+%281%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKFktODENpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nPIDFAWToGQ/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+-sm+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233574970009073298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />回憶總是顯得躲躲閃閃,不那麽可靠.<br />就像高一的晚修,灣仔海旁<br />紫色西裝,蠔油生菜,格子襯衣.<br />迅速<span style="font-style: italic;">後撤</span>,<span style="font-style: italic;">變小</span>.不覺之間消失了.<br />一旦消失,<br />就連<span style="font-style: italic;">是否曾經真實存在過</span>這點<br />都變得令人懷疑.<br /><br />不知道你們之中,還有誰記得那天<br />下雨的高一晚修,寒冷的灣仔海旁,<br />一點沒剩的蠔油生菜,我的紫色西裝,<br />或是你的格子襯衣?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3748061467135429492?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-7331165936679709252008-08-05T20:57:00.005+10:002008-10-16T00:18:57.033+11:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKbGZlYACOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JNplyax0kis/s1600-h/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-smm+%281%29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waFvzolKHYQ/SKbGZlYACOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JNplyax0kis/s320/%E8%A4%87%E8%A3%BD+%282%29+-smm+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089759696586978" border="0" /></a><br />下午3點15分，<br />空氣出奇的寒冷清澈.<br />陽光明晃晃的,景物很溫和.<br />上完macroeconomics,走去上designing的路上<br />拿著white mocha和黃色sobranie<br />饒有興致的打量著短裙女生和她們鏗鏘的腳步.<br />除了不斷的想你,今天還挺完美的.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-733116593667970925?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614003165760306874.post-33368017712153650042008-08-01T11:42:00.010+10:002009-10-11T23:31:49.552+11:00這幾年,想象出的一個畫面久久印在腦海.<br />那就是浩瀚宇宙中,兩顆人造衛星<br />一個是我,一個看不清是誰<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">在絕對的無聲和孤獨中悄然對視</span>.<br />很緩慢 很緩慢的隨地球轉動.<br />所謂的"<span style="font-style: italic;">古典式混亂</span>."在技術上或道義上.<br /><br /><br />幻想"夏日午後電冰箱的黃瓜"<br />腦海中出現北京家中的老式冰箱<br />窗外太陽很大,有自行車鎖車的聲音.<br />空蕩蕩的冰箱第二層放著一根黃瓜.<br />冰箱玆玆拉拉得響.風扇安靜的轉動.<br />不停,不停的轉動.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614003165760306874-3336801771215365004?l=xy49.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>huánghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934331776390446617noreply@blogger.com0