词:ciacia  曲:林挥斌
她躲在花园里沉思
穿起了花衣服
花儿成了她的保护色
她埋了多余的瑕疵
捡起了confidence
冲洗了发霉的皮肤
也风干了
我可以见你了她说
打算让你再看一眼完美的模样
然后再从你回忆里根除
'i will fall in love again then she said,'
等着花儿已冬眠
赤裸裸的呼吸被发现
'i will fall in love again,某一天'
but now花园是她所相信的空间
她走在花园里里沉思
突然间disappeared
花儿总是她的保护色
她甩了橘子柳橙汁
单纯的多喝水
梳洗了挑染的发丝
也晒干了
我可以见你了她说
打算让你再看一眼原来的模样
然后再从你生命里删除
'i will fall in love again' then she said,
'等著花儿已冬眠
赤裸裸的呼吸被发现'
'i will fall in love again'
某一天走出花园
她穿著单纯的t-shirt

"花" 萧潇

尝试很多很多新的事情，来纪念想要忘却的事情。以后不再天天去想它们。今天在十字路口遇见漂亮的外国人，他摘下太阳镜，我看见他吻他的妈妈，再优雅地带上，那般自然。金色的卷发，颀长的身材，精致的面容。在现实里，还从未有类似惊艳的感觉。那一定是他的妈妈，同他一样的身材，但已垂暮。一直回到教室，感觉自己的心跳还未平息。同ck说起，没想到她似乎也遇见过他。在市图书馆，他穿登山样的衣服，左手一本杂志，右手一杯咖啡，姿态优雅。

原来是优雅，最最令人心动。

aomu，我可认识你？

相找一首歌来表达自己现在的心情。《新房客》好吧，却怀疑真的有人敲过门吗。我是胆小鬼，我说你好，你说打扰，让我说你好，你说打扰，可你也是胆小鬼。

why do birds suddenly appear
every time you are near?
just like me, they long to be
close to you.

why do stars fall down from the sky
every time you walk by?
just like me, they long to be
close to you.

我不是花痴

我没有迷恋

我还有骄傲

我只是有点喜欢你的羽毛

"Close to you"莫文蔚

Heart, we will forget him!
You an I, tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.

When you have done, pray tell me
That my thoughts may dim;
Haste! lest while you're lagging.
I may remember him!

哗啦啦，哗啦啦。我就喜欢这种暗无天日的雨。

呵，谢谢路哥的鼓励，也祝你在幸福小路上桃花朵朵开~~

还有谢谢beauty亮亮~~生活中确实有很多人要去感谢。

很不错，生活了十七年，最近才开始爱上体育。可能有点不可理喻。也可能是我最近才开始潇洒起来~~也贴张小图来迎接世界杯吧 ~

有一些镜头，刻意拍的如此恐怖，他是不是也在追寻某种真实感。

《燕尾蝶》该一部立志片，呵。

没人杀死我的梦想，嗯，还有梦想。

And now the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
My friends I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I traveled each and every highway
And more much more than this
I did it my way

Regrets, I've had a few
And then again too few to mention
I did what I had to do
Though I saw with through without exemption
I planned each chartered course
Each careful step along the by-way
And more much more than this
I did it my way

Yes there were times
I'm sure you knew
When bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up, and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I had my fill, my share of losing
And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say not in a shy-way
Oh no, oh no not me
I did it my way

For what is a girl
What has she got?
If not herself, then she has not
To say the things she truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

"my way" Chara 

就这样，从开学到现在的两个月，一个字也未写。甚至没有一篇随笔，一句话，一声叹息。直到今天期中考试的结束，翻来以前写的字，倏然有些惆怅。

你曾经很诚实的写，要把字写得真实。那是你喜欢做的事，给你真实感的事，被称作梦想的事。

还是上次期中考试结束的时候，我在这里写第一篇博客，那时还有梦想的感觉。然后，悲伤，一直延续到这个学期，什么时候起，觉得要好好生活了，收复失地。就把时间都给了学习，现在，恍然间发现，已经和最初的梦背道而驰那么远，那么远。

虚空，怎样都是虚空。