万物有时, 离别有时, 相爱有时, 怀抱有时, 惜别有时,

花开有落, 有自己的时钟;

鸟兽虫鱼, 也有感应时间的功能.

 

林方文让人觉得似曾相识. 张小娴笔下描述的是有画面的.

寂寞最霸道, 可以成为伤害任何人的借口. 两个人在一起, 究竟是尘缘, 还是孽缘.

 

内什么, 七夕快乐~  

 

 

新家离市中心很远, 换了新窗帘换了新闹钟, 午夜四下无声, 蝴蝶指针哒哒哒, 疏疏落落, 没着没落的.

 

我为什么总是一个人坐飞机回去. 得肩负着沉重的电脑包, 睡眼惺忪的在温哥华机场排长长的队伍和加拿大海关斗智斗勇. 我都能想象在哪个登机口等回EDM的飞机, 然后出EDM机场的那片天空和对面的停车场.

 

想到这些, 顿觉心灰意冷.

 

面包超人说她们想我啦, 还告诉我Voy特地来EDM看我们, 我们5个在京都虽不算自由但很逍遥的日子依然很让人怀念. 几个女人的再次相聚还是很令人期待的. 还有在小屯憋屈了两月的西哥和章儿, 以及打算在家乖乖打扫好卫生等待迎接我的王思思. 我这就白白胖胖的回来, 一天都不带耽误的, 谁都别拦着我.

 

周2B要去美国啦, 还特缺的跟我一天飞机. 我就不一大早的就跟浦东机场拿小旗欢送你啦, 我下午的飞机还打算路过无锡休息站再去吃顿小笼包和牛肉粉丝砂锅呢...反正咱们一个方向, 都得越过那宽广的太平洋. 希望你一切顺利! 到了那好好学习,天天向上! 没事别瞎谈恋爱! 我以后要是去旧金山就指着你混了!

 

打到28度怎么还这么冷呢, 这空调是不是坏了....

这是家台湾人投资的医院, 进大厅我以为进了大酒店, 我以为挂号费会贵的吓人, 结果窗口的小伙子大喊一声:4块5.

 

一个人坐在输液室, 拿出手机开始找人吹牛B.

 

左边的中年男子因为在打激素一直在打嗝. 我看了他一眼, 他就捶自己胸.大屏幕上在放芒果台的快乐女生, 第一次听传说中的曾哥唱歌, 结果第一次听就当场被淘汰了. 一旁的护士冷冷的说: 这女的终于被淘汰了. 身后的中年夫妇, 老婆在挂水, 老公盘着腿坐在椅子上用地道的南京话读报纸.坐前面穿制服的警察叔叔貌似是在在打电话骂下属,张口就是NMLGB... 斜前方小夫妻两抱着婴儿, 小朋友一坐下就开始尿. 亏了我鼻子不通闻不到...

 

这是何等和谐的输液室. 我接茬咳我的嗽, 咳得天昏地暗.

 

 

医生给我开的是阿奇霉素, 我不知道是什么东西, 只觉得刺激血管, 左边手腕生狠得疼.

 

不瞒您说自打记事儿以来这是我第一次挂水. 所以多少觉得有点稀奇...

 

人一生病想的跟平时都不一样, 所盼望的变得越发简单. 谢谢这些天发信息关心我的人~ mua

 

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Wut a beautiful song!

 

 【 Vincent  】

 

Starry, starry night
Paint your pallet blue and grey
Look out on a summers day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy lined land

Now I understand, What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They do not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blazed
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grey
Whethered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists' loving hand

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when your hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn
A bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They were not listening
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will