星期五, 九月 25, 2009

最近


旧布景

又换背景了……哈哈!
每次回来看看我的过去,总觉得白色的反光程度很强,总让我眼睛很快就累,所以暂时弄了这个新的布景,还没fully customize的。

那么,这几天以来都很忙,因为在考试!
报告下现在的战况:我还剩下最后一个科目了!而且是最难的……

哦,还有,最近一直在听歌,因为考试时总需要些释放的媒介,我是说唱歌。哈哈!
只不过,当我再重听神木与瞳的专辑时,整寂寞的感觉实实在在的浮现了。我想是因为你离开以后,我总是一个人驾车时听那专辑的缘故吧……好了,那些触碰心的话留到下次再说,因为现在这个夜晚我难得可以很冷静在这里哈拉!哈哈!

神明保佑。

星期日, 九月 20, 2009

哼情歌 - 徐佳莹


在无关紧要的场合都会想起这首歌
是因为 你曾经哼唱着
再平淡无奇的眼神都会想起你呢
是因为 我曾被你凝望着

我只好夜夜哼情歌
是因为他拥着你了
不想往事因为你们背影而毫无气色了
是不是还爱着你呢
所以我心还在跳动着

还有什么舍不得 也只能哼情歌

星期一, 九月 14, 2009

别烦!笑一个!


你想要的是这样吗?
不是学哭倒在地上的小男孩,而是要学现在荧幕前或许在笑的你。哈哈!
现在笑就好了,不要和我说话,有什么事情过后我们才谈。

星期日, 九月 13, 2009

一个人睡觉, 很难才睡着, 却被雷鸣吓醒了.
我的床, 还没被睡够温暖, 人却随着渐渐降下的温度, 整个心寒意也冷.
不知为什么, 有点害怕, 心里很不安.
每一个震到车都响的雷鸣, 每一个都震进我心坎, 引起了一阵又一阵的惧怕感.
我望了窗外的情景. 雨好大, 风也把树吹得不像个样, 而忽然闪电! 我把窗关紧, 心也缩紧.
我真的是会怕的.
不懂你身边有人陪吗? 你也会害怕吗? 我无法唱歌给你听了, 因为我也在怕, 我不在.
这不安的雷雨, 是不是只有我感觉到而已?
这原始的不安元素, 让我失眠后又留我在自个儿的空间. 手又把它写了下来, 键进了荧幕, 留给未来的自己.

星期六, 九月 12, 2009

抛物线-蔡健雅

我确实说 我这样说 我不在乎结果
我对你说 我有把握 成功例子好多
人们虚假又造作 总爱得不温不火
我们用真心就不会有差错
我没想过我会难过 你竟然离开我

爱沿着抛物线 离幸福总降落得差一点
流着血心跳却不曾被心痛削灭 真真切切
青春的抛物线把未来始于相遇的地点
至高后才了解世上月圆月缺只是错觉

我好想说 我只想说 我不要这后果
可是你说 相对来说 走开是种解脱
当初亲密的动作变成当下的闪躲
感情的过程出了什么差错
我没想过我会难过 你终于离开我

星期五, 九月 11, 2009

Smoke gets in your eyes

一首忽然在睡醒时脑海里的旋律。



Classic Disco. Really really classic.


They asked me how I knew
My true love was true
I of course replied
"Something here inside
Cannot be denied"
They said someday you'll find
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You don't realise
Smoke gets in your eyes

So I chaffed and I gaily laughed
To think they would doubt my love
Yet today, my love has flown away
I am without my love

Now laughing friends deride
Tears I cannot hide
So I smile and say
"When a lovely flame dies,
Smoke gets in your eyes."

星期三, 九月 09, 2009

My way - Frank Sinatra

在这么特别的日子里:09年9月9日,想分享一首我很喜欢的老歌。
Frank Sinatra,虽不是我年代的人物,不过我却很崇拜他。


他想表达的,都听懂了吗?


有时候,并不只有歌词能感动一个人,而是旋律。
这里那小提琴,会冷不防的拉进了心底,会忍不住地被感动。所以才叫扣人心弦。


Paul Anka - 作曲词
这里有华语翻译。

And now, the end is near, and so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain.
I've live a life that's full, I've traveled each and every high way.
And more, much more than this, I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do, and saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway.
And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew,
when I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out,
I faced if all and I stood tall, and did it my way.

I've love, I've laughed and cried,
I've had my fill, my share of losing,
and now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that, and may I say - not in a shy way:

"Oh no, oh no not me, I did it my way."

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has not.
To say the things he truly feels, and not the words of the one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way.

Yes...it was my way...