夜晚的冷静，就是因为，我们都隐匿了挥发最后一口烟圈的力量

黑夜，给了我黑色的眼睛，我却用他寻找悲情

在自习室里 就剩下我一个人的时候 开始挥霍

big blue 的烟盒已经让我换成了 Princípio da Incerteza

奥利维拉说得对啊，男女之间的感情，就是那么微妙，像是天地间最精致细微的气息

我在这种气息里蕴藏 没有任何精确的测度 就像哥德尔说的这样

 

真不知道怎样面对，一个又一个又一个失眠了很久又要更久的夜晚

在昏暗中，对着Punch发呆，想着你的笑靥

心中没有你，生活只是幽静的河流

心中有了你，安澜总会溅成汹涌 

对于生活，没有什么比心中有一个冀希更为珍贵的了

 

可是除了消逝的童年记忆和对少年的往事的祝酒

残留的唯有 这种一生都无法平复的复杂感受

陈染说过，还有什么是我所想要得，除了那个人呢？

时间变得缓慢 你走之后 许多人和事 在安静沧桑  并不是每个人都会回到过去的地方

因为或许有些地方已不存在了，有或许有些人也不存在了

 

 

"In the rain sorrowful tune, has disappeared her color, has dispersed her fragrance, dissipated, even her heaving a sigh vision and cloveful disconsolateness.
Supporting the oiled paper umbrella, alone paces back and forth in is long, the long lonely rain lane, I hoped flutters a clove equally to tie the girl which worries the resentment. "

 

Remembers before very many years,I had been loudly reciting Dai Wangshu's poem in the language class, then shivered
Italo Calvino have taught me nothing, except deep self- suspicion.
Remembered when just came here, went to the art center to look Wu Xuansan's art shows, got excited entire three day;that sense of reality all could not forever have forgotten
Look forward to in the home, brushing three walls with the coral deficiency, remained one displays her picture at the same time

The night's calmness, is for, we have all gone into hiding the strength to volatilize last smoke circle 
dark night, gave me black eyes, I used they to seek pathos
when merely left myself in the classroom ,to start to devour freely
big blue cigarette-case already was changed into Princípio da Incerteza
Ollievera is right, the sentiment between men's and women's , was that subtle, like the finest slight breath between the world 
I contained in it, any precise measure in this kind of breath on Godel said

Really did not know how faces this night, lost sleep for a long time has had long 
in dim , treated Punch to be in a daze, was thinking in your dimple
no heart you, the life only have been lonesome and quiet rivers
had heart you, the peaceful billows may splashed turbulently
to the life, nothing but a hope in heart would be more precious than

 

But except the childhood memory and toast to youth's past events which dissipated residually
only left is this kind of complex feels which to be unable to return to normal in life all
Chen Ran to say, what is I wanted, except that person?
the time changed slow ,after you left many person and the matter at the peaceful vicissitudes certainly it is not the place which each person can return
because perhaps some places have not existed, perhaps had some people not to exist

一天，脑海中反复出现，汉娜坐在吉普的摩托后坐，迎风舒展的样子

忽然想起，自己究竟不明白：电影是什么

是费里尼的灵犀一动，安哲罗普洛斯的心灵之旅，还是塔尔科夫斯基的故乡呓语

有些人是从娱乐进入电影；有些人是从戏剧；有些人是从游戏

似乎，还是从文学罢，就相对巴赞和格利耶的阅读开始，从偶尔的触及杜拉斯开始

也可能是音乐，可能是亚纳切克，可能是祖克曼，反正有点糊涂

 

以前要深沉，把伯格曼当成枕边一哥们，然后悬了起来

现在发现，其实真正的电影就在身边，做些配乐，伴着嘈杂的场景，譬如吃早饭，就是图景

想起很早的布洛夏尔的《禽兽该死》，和杜拉斯的《长离别》

又不免想起那个女人，一边是遗落，一边是记忆

什么事情，都不在自己的把握之中

甚至连下一秒钟该不该呼吸，都无法知道

除了思念，无病呻吟的

 

要我说什么都以隐没，不如面对斑驳的墙壁

世间最无稽的戏谑，就是相思

如果能交还一天，我是不是该把所有的话语化作一个拥抱呢？

所以，左手边…… 还是袅袅

 

记得那天在咖啡馆你留下的话，想起了蔡健雅的《二手烟》

后来把香烟都换成芝士放在big blue 的烟盒里

那一天，听着on the overgrown path，抽出一根

点燃，却闻见焦炭味，然后垂死的摇摇头，惨淡的微笑，默默地流泪

 

你知不知道，一份不得已存在的爱

将在溃境中承受多少苦难，一点已不比阿.托尔斯泰说得少

当你发现自己，唯一的优点只是爱一个人时

还有什么可以聊以自慰的，除了音信的飘零

 

画了一朵透明的玫瑰，就像李心洁唱得这样

那朵脆弱的梦想，难道只是在睡眠接近到稀薄时的告慰吗？

多少人曾告诉我，多少人又未曾告诉我

思念与等待，原来是我注定的宿命

 

你会和我一样吗

还是把昨天当作格利耶的橡皮：擦掉，重写

 

还是这句话：时间只会让爱你的人，更加爱你；而让伪装爱你的人，迷失踪迹

不过今天我会加上自己的答案：我再也不会变成后者，包括死亡之后

晓孚清夜自微茫
向海瀛
不需量
他处怎堪此情放
眉目如画
未攸更急
碎影独徜徉
杯酒只问栾月央
银光逝水沣霏畅
剪断此丝闲情让
坐听溟和 
吹彻桑梓
莫凌逸之上