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05:23:23, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG 波西米亚情结
昨夜强劲的凉风，忽地刮走了初夏的燥热，这座城市又重返春日的明媚。
明净的天空下，和风拂面，我心畅然。如此清新的一个早晨！我骑着单车，忍不住哼唱起齐豫的歌，仿佛这不是走在上班的路上，而是草木青葱的乡野。临出门，想起妹妹刚从西班牙给我带回来的一件披肩，顺手将它裹在纯黑色的毛衫上。暗红的底子配以大朵黑色的玫瑰，果然很波西米亚的味道。
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明净的天空下，和风拂面，我心畅然。如此清新的一个早晨！我骑着单车，忍不住哼唱起齐豫的歌，仿佛这不是走在上班的路上，而是草木青葱的乡野。临出门，想起妹妹刚从西班牙给我带回来的一件披肩，顺手将它裹在纯黑色的毛衫上。暗红的底子配以大朵黑色的玫瑰，果然很波西米亚的味道。
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06-03-23
17:43:58, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG 普鲁斯特问卷－－我的答案
尽管普鲁斯特的问卷已被说成是“Infamous”，我还是不能免俗地做了一份。（前一阵加西朋友们玩的接龙游戏也和这个问卷类似，不过那些题目有很多我都答不上来。）
1.你认为最理想的快乐是怎样的？
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1.你认为最理想的快乐是怎样的？
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05-10-06
19:22:03, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG Blessed Silence
Date: Apr.,2001
This morning, as I was reading Walden by Henry David Thoreau in the balcony, a waft of summer perfume----som hidden link of association in what I read----I know not wht it may have been----too me into a pleasant and lightsome mood of long release from taskes. Could any place and time have been more appropriate to read this book? Mild winds were shaking the branches of the trees in front of my balcony, the blossoms of magnolia are blowing. The winds which passed over me were such as sweep over the trees and flowers in the garden, “bearing the broken strains, or celestial parts only, of terrestrial music” (by Thoreau) (“笙箫吹断水云间，此曲只应天上有”). The morning wind forever blows, but few are the ears that hear it. I read but little, the winds and flowers also afforded me as much entertainment, in fact answered the same purpose as the Walden……
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This morning, as I was reading Walden by Henry David Thoreau in the balcony, a waft of summer perfume----som hidden link of association in what I read----I know not wht it may have been----too me into a pleasant and lightsome mood of long release from taskes. Could any place and time have been more appropriate to read this book? Mild winds were shaking the branches of the trees in front of my balcony, the blossoms of magnolia are blowing. The winds which passed over me were such as sweep over the trees and flowers in the garden, “bearing the broken strains, or celestial parts only, of terrestrial music” (by Thoreau) (“笙箫吹断水云间，此曲只应天上有”). The morning wind forever blows, but few are the ears that hear it. I read but little, the winds and flowers also afforded me as much entertainment, in fact answered the same purpose as the Walden……
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05-06-11
04-12-24
05:04:28, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG Mooning Around and Feeling Blue
I am walking on the crowded street,
Imaging you might think of me
I am standing still on the bridge，
Viewing the beautiful night
The full moon is in the dark blue sky,
I am mooning around and feeling blue
So many people by my side，
But no one cares: who am I
04-12-16
07:45:34, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG 有缘总会相聚——感谢加西，感谢卡童
一阵电话铃声把我从熟睡中惊醒，我迷迷糊糊地拿起电话，听到对方叫我名字的霎那，我想一定是麦子。因为在这个我还没被闹钟叫醒的时间打来的电话肯定是来自大洋的那一端，那除了麦子，还会是谁？而接下来的两句话让我一下子清醒了过来，惊喜地叫出了她的名字。
这是一个我将近四年都没有听到的声音，以至于我这个对声音一向敏感的人一下都无法分辨她是谁－－这个我在杭州中学时代的最要好的同学，最亲密的朋友。
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这是一个我将近四年都没有听到的声音，以至于我这个对声音一向敏感的人一下都无法分辨她是谁－－这个我在杭州中学时代的最要好的同学，最亲密的朋友。
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04-09-09
04-06-02
04-03-20
07:45:34, 分类: REVERIE OF THE YOUNG East Meets West
Life is Gold
O Gold
We cherish it as a gift
Life is Wood
O Wood
We never stop to grow
Life is Water
O Water
We float and adapt ourself
Life is Fire
O Fire
We blaze till fade away
Life is Soil
O Soil
We finally go back nature.
2004.3.19
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