韦罗妮卡决定点灯

 

 

--- He said, go out and dance with random guys, do things girls your age do.

--- She said, I don't do things girls my age do.

 

我喜欢走路，比逛店更多。

我喜欢夜景，比夜店更多。

我习惯一点gloomy，不排斥偶尔的high。

我宁愿artistic，不想只是fun和pleasure。

我认识的是阳光下的上海，雨雾中的上海，不是夜晚昏暗迷乱灯光下的上海。

只有夕阳照下来的时候，身体才真知冷暖。

 

而在忽冷忽暖之时，总期待有一个人和你分享同一个世界。

这有如要求夕阳回升，分明是太难，分明是不可能。

 

Photo taken @ 安福Rd

 

 

 

淮海中路-华亭路-常熟路-安福路-华山路-五原路-淮海中路-茂名北路-吴江路

这一个季节来的唯一一次走，手绘完整的地图，来回往复，快门不停。

 

当夜过后，下一个季节就来了，风声如异界生物的嘶吼，彻夜未能眠。

第二天，独自再走校园，为新一季的第一次走，到新建的礼堂一堵究竟，爬窗闯入无人的天台。风与世界都受制于我。

For a day like this, I'm blessed to be with me.

 

Photo taken @ 安福Rd.

 

 

我也有Flickr。www.flickr.com/photos/never-me

原来的计划是在有单反后再由Flickr，但巴巴变的20M容量令人无感，弗里克尔又一向那么英特纳性纳尔。虽然也总会出现不好使的情况，但无论如何，我也有Flickr了，开始耕耘吧，用我的老数码FUJI。

推荐一个分享照片图片的网站，图都很带劲儿，荤素皆含。http://imgfave.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/

最近天寒体恙，要保重身体。

另外，急切地寻找桌球朋友，不会打的一起去嘎嘎闹忙出出洋相嘛，我的目标是达到能够拎出去见人的水平。

再另，保龄也行。

再再另，想桌游的，嘿嘿。

再再再另，近腔至若干年内出游目的地有如下：

近：西塘，杭州。

远：厦门，青岛，凤凰，大理，台湾。

找伴儿哪...

 

我们的生活严重需要规划 >.<

The End

 

 

It was a nice afternoon. She, she and me sat by the balcony, under the sun, music playing, gentle, soft, beautiful. Her eyes reminded me, I've been missing a part of me.

In this afternoon, I sat under the sun, played with the light, thought about things.

Then I said, "I miss me." but not with a sound.

She looked at me. She said nothing. She knew what I mean.

 

They wore heavy make-up. They found somebody who they thought would be somebody, but the answer was never there.

She smiled the smile that is too much to be true. She dragged along the heavy dress. She only saw what was in there for her, nothing else.

She smoked the cigar. She drank the cocktail. In the dim light, her shadow looked even more heavier.

 

I should have given them a standing ovation. I should have wished them happily ever after.

I should have been able to let my guard down. I should have kept my admiration.

But I did the opposite.

 

She looked me in the eye. She reminded me of the part that I have neglected for a while.

Who I be with. Who I find most dear. Who I believe to be worthy.

What I missed, I miss.

What I overloaded myself with, I loathe.

Some part of the life now reveals its answer. They now are no wonder. They now are no magic. They now are no so much depth and their lives no big deal.

Even hers, too.

 

Who I am, should never be altered.

 

We are both smart. We don't have to say it out loud. Some paths can never cross. Some joy can never be shared. Some simplicity will never be so plain to see.

 

She played the music. I played with the sunlight.

Nothing has been so beautiful for such a long time. Nothing has been so familiar for such a long time.

You see in the warn sunlight, in the gentle breeze, in the lit mind.

Things are all sparkling, so are the forgotten.

 

So I managed to pick me up again.

 

 

 

I can not just sit here and wait for your reply and do nothing.

That's why I'm full of lies.