Monday, September 29, 2008

盼望一朵蓝玫瑰
与我翱翔天空
抓住遥不可及的梦想

盼望一朵绿玫瑰
与我拥抱自然
走遍无边界的奥妙

盼望一朵紫玫瑰
与我享受物质
平等中带着荣华富贵

盼望一朵红玫瑰
与我分享爱情
让凋零再次缤纷红火

盼望一朵黑玫瑰
与我度过眼泪
痛楚疤痕不再显眼


回头一看,原来只有我一个人
还站在起点
傻傻的盼望
只有在童话里的奇迹

盼望一朵无色的玫瑰
带我走向空虚的世界
给予我没有感情的空虚世界
在那里,也许泪水,悲伤,痛苦
都会化成一朵

无刺的玫瑰……



何时
才能不被我的无知
再次刺伤?

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Two Heartbeats and Red Sins

Shaking in red, in red, in red
To the edge of the dream, of the dream
We can’t be separated

Already, every time when I’m stifled to death after I give up again and again
My emotions that have no place to go, wake me up
Your flawless smile knows it’s an existence
So distant, that it’s cruel

Even though the incurable wound only eats away at my heart
Even now I can’t completely hold back my thoughts that dwell within the darkness

Shaking in red, in red, in red
To the edge of the dream, of the dream
We met; destiny begins to turn
A secret that no one, no one knows about
I fall, I fall, I fall
I certainly can’t return anymore, even if I carve out my my sins

While I was walking in the abyss of loneliness, I was saved
By realistic eyes that never change
But a shadow born as the light is bright
Deeply and pronouncedly, creeps up to me

The two heartbeats are exactly like mirrors facing each other
The pains are similar but different and continue infinitely

Burning in red, in red, in red
Erasing everything, everything
An unfulfilled illusion begins to move.
Strongly, strongly, Overcoming, overcoming, overcoming the fleeting night
I certainly can’t escape, even if I drown in my sins

Shaking in red, in red, in red
To the edge of the dream, of the dream
We met; destiny begins to turn
A secret that no one, no one knows about
I fall, I fall, I fall
I certainly can’t return anymore, even if I carve out my my sins...

Friday, September 12, 2008

为何
每次仰望着遥不可及的天空
那闪烁的梦幻星星
仿佛遥离更近了一些?

为何
每次禁不住的酸辛心痛
涌出的苦涩的眼泪
同种淡淡的甜味?

为何
每次都被冷漠排斥歧视
冻僵了的心灵
开始感到幸福的温暖?

梦;Dreams; Yumei

开始相信……也许未来是不可预料的;但现在,现在是属于你的。你的梦想掌握在手心里。
要好好把它捧紧,不要放手。不要学会 手放开……

Friday, September 05, 2008

There is a time for everything...
and a season for every activity under heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.

What does the worker gain from his toil?

--- Good point. I am beginning to like the bible...


+ 海的女儿 +


优美的旋律响起
献给他最后的一只舞
每一步如踩刀刃的剧痛
怎抵得过即将死去的心

更值得陶醉的唯美歌喉
依然只为他而唱
也为他而失去
他何时才能懂得
那无声的眼泪

唯独她的童话故事中
没有完美的结局
但她还是勇敢的为爱而拼搏
生而无常 爱亦无常……

让我们来学习她的勇气
即使牺牲自己
也只是望着爱人甜睡的容颜

欢迎来到她这个美丽

无声的世界




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