自己一个人逛于熙熙攘攘的大街上,可以自由地行走,没有人认识你,拿着我的包包,随我怎么弄,时而抬头,搜寻天上漂浮不定的流云……
突然想起bob dylan在《blowing in the air》中的吟唱
“how many roads must a man walk down , before you call him a man?
how many seas must a white dove sails , before she sleep in the sand?
how many times must the cannon balls fly,before they are forever banned?
the answer,my friend ,is blowing in the air .
the answer,is blowing in the air.
……”
总是不知道自己扯到哪跟哪了,路过“石头记”,想起以前逛街总和同学在那看,我是一个从不戴任何小饰品的人,居然也会对“石头记”的东西感兴趣,大概因为它的名字独特,想起什么绛珠仙草,什么通灵宝玉之类-----喜欢简单的东西,那没有太多的颜色,还是喜欢低调,也许。很奇怪,我们总是看完了就走,大概我们都有同样的期待------
少女情怀
祝福你!
没办法,要出去采访才有东西写
这么大热天迟早要被晒成小乌鸦,哈哈
没办法,要出去采访才有东西写
这么大热天迟早要被晒成小乌鸦,哈哈
“how many roads must a man walk down , before you call him a man?
how many seas must a white dove sails , before she sleep in the sand?
how many times must the cannon balls fly,before they are forever banned?
the answer,my friend ,is blowing in the air .
the answer,is blowing in the air.
……”
偶也常一个人上街瞎逛
就是。