2007-10-25 13:35 匿名 61.172.*.*

最近每天中午代替睡觉和小说的东西。星光一班里不喜欢刘明峰，但并不妨碍我喜欢他的这首歌，一种久违的张扬无畏的味道。很久没来这里写东西了，很多人开始打我的电话确认我是否还存活在这个世界上之类的事实。可以说的是我在实习一种全新的生活态度，很努力地，要改变很多思想里习惯了几十年的东西还真的满困难。

2007-10-26 20:30 匿名 116.25.*.*

因为一些东西始终无法忘记
总在某个时间某个地点
令人想起那让人无法忘却的一段
人总是喜欢留念过去
来填补现在心里的空虚
就算是到老 也会在闭上眼睛的那一刻
将记忆浮现在眼前
然后可以含笑地离去.........

2007-10-30 17:10 匿名 222.90.*.*

WHEN YOU ARE OLD

by: William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
 
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
 
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

"When You Are Old" is reprinted from The Rose. W.B. Yeats. 1893.