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2006-02-05
Tag：心情
每天闷在家里,发现自己越来越懒惰,不想看书,不想写字,不想说话,连对电视的兴趣也没有了,只想静静发呆,听歌,在太阳下晾着有点潮湿的心情,晾晒长霉的自己,今天星期天了啊, 可我竟然连昨天的球赛也没有看,本来以为看球是我最后的爱好了,看到日历上鲜红的星期天,才蓦然发现自己连最后的爱好也丢掉了,有一点害怕,害怕再也没有能给我热情的东西,害怕这么麻木地一天天熬过,而不是生活,害怕有一天不再会高兴,也不再会难过,TO BE OR NOT TO BE , PREFER NOTHING OR GRIEF,从前的日子里从来不觉得这是个问题,如今却成为解决不了的痼疾.我不再会象从前那样有伤春悲秋的情绪, 我错误地以为这是件好事,然而当有时间思考的时候,却发现这不过是自己宽慰自己的借口,唯一可以确信的是,我已经过了那个可以打着青春的幌子愤怒,迷惘,堕落,自我放逐的年龄,于是悲伤就成了矫情,无所谓的态度就成了对人生不负责的罪恶念头,认识这点或许要很多年的时间.
我承认,看着岁月渐行渐远是一件很残酷的事,而更残酷的事在于,当你目送她远行之后,你发现周围没有人,也没有路...恐惧虽然不足以打败人的意志,但足可以折磨人一个人.你在指望偶尔的时候你能从中清醒过来,但偶尔是什么概念?偶尔是一个不存在的时间,指望着偶尔,简直就是用这样的天真来自裁.
有时候混沌比清醒好,但或许我已经厌倦了长久的混沌.
生活还在继续,音乐也在继续,STAIND 还在唱着:
And you, bring me to my knees
again All the times,
I had to beg you please
- in vain
All the time,
that I felt insecure
for you and I leave my
burdens at the door
But I'm on the outside
I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
All the times that I felt
like this won't end
was for you
And I taste what I could
never have
it's from you
All the times that I've
tried, my intentions,
full of pride
But I waste more time
Than anyone
All the times that
I've cried,
all this wasted,
it's all inside
And I feel all this
pain stuffed it down
It's back again and
I lie here in bed
All alone, I can't mend
- but I feel
Tomorrow will be O.K
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2006-02-05
Tag：心情
When you woke up from the nightmare, struggling in the world of silence and darkness, scare attacked you, like cold water flowed on to your body, you felt you were an insect, or you were nothing, Night brought you into touching everything that could be felt or non-exsitence, you couldn't learn to know this strange world, you must have to appeared to be simple-minded, you counted on something now and then, but now and then is an inexistent time, it's useless to count on it, you counted on an imaginary time, you don't complain it you don't regret it. it took some patience, a pinch of craziness,but you were in a mess and you will never get yourself out of such plight!
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2006-01-25
Tag：音乐
Hotel california
on a dark desert highway,行驶在昏黑的荒漠公路上,
cool wind in my hair.凉风吹过我的头发.
warm smell of colitas,温馨的大麻香,
rising up through the air.弥漫在空气中.
up ahead in the distance,抬头遥望远方,
i saw a shimmering light.我看到微弱的灯光.
my head grew heavy my sight grew dim.我的头越来越沉,视线也变得模糊.
i had 2 stop 4 the night.我不得不停下来过夜.
there she stood in the doorway;她站在门口那儿招呼我
i heard the mission bell.我听到远处教堂的钟声.
and i was thinking 2 myself,我在心里对自己说
"this could b heaven or this could b hell".这里可能是天堂也可能是地狱.
then she lit up a candle,然后她点燃了蜡烛,
and she showed me the way.给我引路.
there were voices down the corridor.沿着走廊传来阵阵说话声.
i thought i heard them say...我想我听到他们在说……
welcome to the hotel california!欢迎来到加州旅馆!
such a lovely place!如此美丽的地方!
such a lovely face!多么可爱的的面容!!
plenty of room at the hotel california!加州旅馆有充足的房间!
any time of year,u can find it here!一年的任何时候,你都能在这找到房间.
her mind is tiffany-twisted,她的心为珠宝所扭曲,
she got the mercedes bends.她拥有豪华奔驰车.
she got a lot of pretty,pretty boys.她有许多漂亮的小伙子.
that she calls friends.她称之为朋友.
how they dance in the courtyard,他们在庭院里翩翩起舞,
sweet summer sweat.夏日的香汗伶俐.
some dance to remember!有些舞是为了回忆!
some dance to forget!而有些舞是为了忘却!
so i called up the captain,于是我叫来领班,
"please bring me my wine."请给我来些酒.
he said"we haven't had that spirit here,他说我们这不供应列酒 since nineteen sixty nine."从1969年起.
and still those voices are calling from far away.远处仍然传来他们的话语.
wake u up in the middle of the night.在半夜把你吵醒.
just 2 hear them say...只听到他们在说……
welcome to the hotel california!欢迎到加州旅馆来!
such a lovely place!如此美丽的地方!
such a lovely face!多么可爱的的面容!
they livin' it up at the hotel california.他们在加州旅馆尽情狂欢.
what a nice surprise,好得令人吃惊,
bring your alibis.使你有来到这的借口.
mirrors on the ceiling,天花板上镶嵌着的镜子,
the pink champagne on ice.冰镇着的粉色香槟
and she said"we are all just prisoners here-她说我们都是这的囚徒
-of our own device".但是是我们自愿的.
and in the master's chambers.在主人的卧房里.
they gathered 4 the feast.他们为宴会聚在一起.
they stabbed it with their steely knives.他们彼此间用钢刀相互砍杀.
but they just can't kill the beast.但他们甚至不能杀死野兽!
last thing i remember,我所记得的最后一件事
i was running 4 the door.是我跑向门口.
i had 2 find the passage back,我必须找到来时的路,
to the place i was before.回到我过去的地方.
"relax",said the night man,守夜人说放宽心,
"we are programmed to receive.我们只是照常接待
u can checkout any time u like.你想什么时候结帐都可以.
but u can never leave!"但你永远无法离去!
不得不承认,这首老鹰乐队的歌是我一直喜欢却又始终无法读懂的一首歌,歌词给我们讲述了一个怪诞的旅程，画面充满迷幻色彩，所有的人物行为都十分诡异，语言晦涩,有人说HOTEL CALIFORNIA是一个精神病院,有人说它是一个妓院,也有人说它是一个吸毒者的天堂,然而这些理解是否正确已经不再重要,乐队本身也无意对此进行解释,因为音乐本身的寓意如何,是要由听者自己去意会,去揣摩的.在我的头脑里,HOTEL CALIFORNIA本身是不存在的,存在的只是一种生活和精神状态,在面对诱惑的时候,我们总对自己说,RELAX,我本性脆弱,我本该如此,我原谅自己所犯下的错误.结果却是不能自拔.把自己囚禁在心灵的牢笼之中.
这种精神状态我相信很多人或多或少都曾经有过，我们明明知道主动权掌握在自己手中（u can check out any time u like,你想什么时候结帐都可以）但是却甘心做命运的奴隶,(but you can never leave,但你永远无法离去!)
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