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5/8/2009 卧虎藏龙室友有日对我说看不懂卧虎藏龙的结局，于是我也跑去重新看。看了的结果是，哈，我也看不懂，为什么最后玉姣龙要在武当山跳崖。算是个畏罪自杀正义必胜的结局？还是玉姣龙一番闯荡江湖以后就又应该重新相信童话了？总之我是不懂，李安导演的悲剧有些牵强。倒是想去爬武当山了。虽然电影总是美化现实的。
大忙了两周，考试终于只剩最后一门了。闲了两天。嗯，暑假就要开始了。
不说了，继续去看电影了。好久没看到眼前一亮的电影了。12 MONKEYS还算不错。 4/10/2009 开车开车
阿桑
上上一次的快乐是多久了
你你走了我的计算变差了
微笑在我脸上又被僵住了
那是第几次又说起你了
开一个人开车是最寂寞的
但是别别扭开收音机来听听歌
因为有些歌曲是很伤人的
太容易就会想起你了
如果那天病了约会换了
我们就不遇上了
或许就能微笑幸福靠着
比你更好的另一个
开一个人开车是最寂寞的
但是别别扭开收音机来听听歌
因为有些歌曲是很伤人的
太容易就会想起你了
如果那天病了约会换了
我们就不遇上了
或许就能微笑幸福靠着
比你更好的另一个
有时爱像开车危险又快乐
遇上红灯就停了
勉强是不对的我们都知道的
差别是谁会先下车
伤再伤的伤口都会痊愈的
难再难的难过也能走过的
一个人的下午也是美好的
只是聊天的人又少了一个
那日大雨倾盆，电闪雷鸣，全镇在台风观察之下，然后起床就看到了她去世的消息。
大雨天之后，堡里的天气重新好得让人嫉妒。
下午的阳光里，她在人行道上，拽着四处乱撞的小狗。我在车里招手，微笑。我怕我的笑容有措不及防的味道。
美丽的日子啊。
只是聊天的人又少了一个。 5/24/2008 Can I Bitch?Under the Same Sun
I saw the morning
It was shattered by a gun Heard a scream, saw him fall, no one cried I saw a mother She was praying for her son Bring him back, let him live, don't let him die Do you ever ask yourself Is there a heaven in the sky Why can't we get it right 'cause we all live under the same sun We all walk under the same moon Then why, why can't we live as one I saw the evening Fading shadows one by one We watch the lamb, lay down to the sacrifice I saw the children The children of the sun How they wept, how they bled, how they died Do you ever ask yourself Is there a heaven in the sky Why can't we stop the fight 'cause we all live under the same sun We all walk under the same moon Then why, why can't we live as one Sometimes I think I'm going mad We're loosing all we had and no one seems to care But in my heart it doesn't change We've got to rearrange and bring our world some love And does it really matter If there's a heaven up above We sure could use some love 'cause we all live under the same sun We all walk under the same moon Then why, why can't we live as one 'cause we all live under the same sky We all look up at the same stars Then why, tell me why can't we live as one Oh, believe me, god, almighty god, I did.
I did ask myself why can't we just live as one.
I tried also to live as one, really hard, I tried.
I just can't.
I guess nobody can.
If it's just someone you don't like and you can do nothing to fix it.
I mean, when that dislike started from the very first moment we met.
It's almost like first-sight love, right? and rarely can people resist if convinced at the first minute.
I know I sound bitchy here.
But, trust me.
Please trust me, in the name of god, jc, the son of almighty god, and holy mary, the mother of god.
They're much bitchier than I am.
Great great song though. 4/7/2008 关于电影关于电影…
昨日往空间里电影的列单里添加新的电影，发现居然一下也排到了六十多部。想想，也许，也可以来说说与电影的种种。
记得小时候最早去影院看的第一部电影好像是冒险王；错了更正我…
就是李连杰演的一部老电影
好像有火车出轨的场面，在当时大概也算是特别制作了吧
还依稀记得最后终结的场景是在长城，填了一块砖进到长城上，就突然分开，陷出一片藏宝之处来。这个场景让我这个男娃子回去好生臆想了一阵。
回想我看过的电影，发现还真是有好些很随机的
在开始一部没有任何人推介，没读过任何评价，没有任何宣传，的电影之前，就好像是要开始一段一个多小时两个小时的旅行的心情
一幅有人铺展开来的图画，风采未知
当然，变量也时会走样
当下能想到的烂片，
我是说，完全不能忍受从开头就期望它快点结束但是还是忍不住要亲自考证到底有多差的片子
Sunshine，把一个相当于曼哈顿大小的原子弹扔到太阳上，还有一个在太空无氧下生活了良久的神人出来阻止？好吧，我的想象确实太跟不上潮流了…
Vantage Point，有时过高的期待不是什么好事。美国总统被刺杀？多线人物的剧情。最后总统得救，英雄再世，很有新意的大团圆实在。
10,000BC，哈，起码这部史诗巨片还是遵循了英语不一直以来都是全球通用语种的史实。所谓在国内的盛大首映，不知是不是挽回败局的最后战场…
还有，比如现在在看的这部长江7号…真是有某人老矣的感慨…即使，里面好多宁波的场景。
当然，衬托下，会是拾获好电影的心情
最近看过的会有记忆碎片，REC，爆炸头武士，老无所依，失踪人口
REC是部骇人的西班牙语恐怖片，惊恐程度和剧情伏起，让人折服。技巧上，2007年出版的REC让我收回了对CLOVERFIELD最后的赞叹。
其余的，都在列表里有简单的描述。怎么说呢，各花入各眼，各人也会读出不同的风景吧。
各花入各眼，对啊
比如，我就不会觉得无极其实是对得起那么多批评的烂片；蜘蛛侠三最后也不过是超级英雄大乱斗；许多大片也只是徒有娱乐的形式，没有娱乐的精髓；王家卫颇有自我重复的意味；花样年华全片的暧昧情愫却也不及最后在柬埔寨吴哥窟的一片粗陋；还有，不知是不是太多过往的电影填满的了记忆，许多新的电影似乎都跌入了某个套路，比如，赎罪。
当然我不否认，赎罪是很好的电影，只是，也许可以更好些。
对着电影的那个列表，我发现我还能写下好多。看电影成为一种惯性。就好像对未知的旅途的执着。面对很多未曾讲述的故事，我颇有自己是第一个听者的庆幸。反倒是很多，传为经典的电影，因为已有了先入为主的评述，没有了再去追逐的动力。比如美丽的赫本和罗马假日。
或许是应该订一个将新电影填入列表的标准了。
还是太多已经在表内的电影，替新来者踏低了门槛。
比如，会想去看第二遍的电影。音乐之声虽好，但怕我是不会自己跑去，淘来片子，再看一遍的吧。
最后，长江七号确实是很一般的电影
一直不对爱情片感冒；总是抱着很挑剔的眼光
过于甜蜜，过于煽情，过于巧合
不过，却想在这个春季开始，细雨小风的时节，拉人去看部新上映的爱情电影了
2/24/2008 有没有一首歌有没有一首歌 晚风曾轻轻唱着 给不期而遇在，这艘钢铁筋骨上的 夜的访客 我骄傲地坐在船头 你跳，我跳 请为我而活的电影台词 突然清澈 下一只海鸟从脚下飞过的一刻 能不能纵身一跃 让它 载我渡过这条，沉暮的大河
有没有一首歌 我们曾轻轻唱着 与一位千回百转的 熟悉的歌者 温存，情深 在梦醒的时分，难免反复拉扯 沿着领口的线，小心翼翼地 将衣物们对折 让人突然盈盈的 是歌声，是背影的缄默 还是 视线落到的，无法抚平的你衣角的皱褶
有没有一首歌 没有声音，却唱着 和默剧一道，在喧闹节日大厅的旁边 上演了 侧过脸 有人轻轻问道 楼梯上的新朋友 你的夜晚，又是如何 你听到了 垂下的头发，偏过一样角度的微微笑脸 好像 未知频率的旋钮，对齐了么
有没有那么一首歌 在风中高声唱着 屋里的人 合上窗帘时，却是否还听着 灯 是否还亮着
歌 轻轻地 等人来和
8/2/2007 会...怎样
怎样
词曲,演唱:戴佩妮
我这里天快要黑了 那里呢
我这里天气凉凉的 那里呢 我这里一切都变了 我变的懂事了 我又开始写日记了 而那你呢 我这里天快要亮了 那里呢 我这里天气很炎热 那里呢 我这里一切都变了 我变的不哭了 我把照片也收起了 而那你呢 如果我们现在还在一起会是怎样 我们是不是还是深爱着对方 像开始时那样 握着手就算天快亮 我们现在还在一起会是怎样 我们是不是还是隐瞒着对方 像结束时那样 明知道你没有错 还硬要我原谅
我不会原谅 我怎么原谅 突然很喜欢上戴佩妮 很上心她的歌声 欣赏她的才情 那一份精致 那一份为自己而歌的从容淡定
有时候会偷偷想 如果她出现在我的生活里 我一定会 爱疯了的
by the way, i said that the best is yet to come
however, i failed to admit to you're the best girl i could ever think of
my commitments were fragile and unclear always, as i was waiting for the others to fall in first
maybe, my dear-used-to-be, you are right:
loving the right one is no much better than the wrong
actually, does right or wrong matter that much? when they will be no longer related...
if...as the song sings
yet, songs are only songs:
dreams die in the ashes of the sunlight, eagles fly at the end of the world, feet rolling, heart pulling against itself, with her shadow unerased on a rock only once touched by a passing-by...leaf
have a sudden wish that you will miss this blog, otherwise will be thinking of me some of those guys, which i am certainly not...
放下幔布许久 只是偶尔窗外歌声响起 7/26/2007 The best is yet to come
永远有一个吻未尝
有些烛光未燃亮 若爱太苦要落糖 结它断线亦无恙 To hug someone to kiss someone The best is yet to come
若要错失永不能守
得到也不代表长久 假使快乐有尽头 痛苦也未会不朽 寂寞半点假如不能承受 这生命注定过得不易 笑与泪亦有时候 To hug someone to kiss someone
The best is yet to come
若你说不再听情歌 不想再经历这漩涡 假使抱住你拳头 到底也没法牵手 就是为了追求一时平静 将感情隔离半点感动都扼杀 没法承受 永远有不妥协伤口 有些憾事不放手 若你太刻意淡忘 越会补不到缺口 why don't you just hug someone just kiss someone The best is yet to come
最好的尚未来临
这是电影蝴蝶的片尾曲,很赞的片子.几对女性恋人让我觉得很美 田原以这个片子拿到了金马奖的最佳新人,很欣赏她哇,歌和书都很好,特别是她那种生活和姿态 哦,机票是8月21号的...~在这说一下吧
6/11/2007 Movie Review of Lost in Translation 
Every one wants to be found.
An American movie star, whose day has already gone with the growth of his age, came to Tokyo for a whisky commercial.
A Yale graduate of philosophy arrived at the same hotel with her photographer husband, who was always engaged in his work at day and hard to wake up at night.
Their names are Bob Harris and John Charlotte.
Failure to sleep
Addiction to drinking
Crisis in marriage
Even boredom of life
They are just so special and alike, that when placed among people, they recognize each other at the first glance.
Now in this unknown city lost both of them.
Isolated in language, however, their souls just became more familiar to each other.
Yes, this time, love needs no translation.
They never confessed their love to the other, yet it was not necessary either.
Mid-night encounters, hand-in-hand rush through crowds, and tender echo to the other’s song, were far more than any words could convey.
It’s an implicit affection as well as a Platonic love.
It’s just so beautiful to have it in bud in an eastern city, where any unsaid implications of romance used to be so much appreciated but now are almost lost in the ruins of modernization.
They spent merely a couple of days together, but I hold the faith that it would be a life-long memory for both of them.
On the departing day, when the aluminum door of the elevator slowly closed, the reflection on it was so clear that it relentlessly divided their world into two.
However, her three word, “I’ll miss you”
were simply able to penetrate walls of any kind.
In the crowded street of Tokyo, surrounded by many strange faces, they embraced each other for the last time.
and kissed goodbye.
But I still believe that, the real climax of their heart ended in his gentle touch of her feet, when for the first time, both of them fell asleep soundly with satisfied smiles, like children who eventually find their aegis.
Getting lost never felt so good.
I have viewed this movie for seven times and tried to write a review for it. However my attempts all failed. It’s just, “lost in translation”. Finally I come to the idea that it needs understanding rather than interpreting. It’s also a movie beyond any verbal comments, but of sensitive details that can only be felt when drown in it.
It’s never so good to be lost.
Lost in Translation
A movie by Sofia Coppola
Starred by Bill Murray & Scarlet Johansson
PS:学校要交的一篇影评,中文翻作迷失东京;
觉得有些天没更新空间了,又抽不出时间写新的,就搬上来了.
与本人现在仅有的关系是,我很喜欢. 8/17/2006 无赖
无赖 歌手：郑中基
我间中饮醉酒很喜欢自由/常犯错爱说谎但总会内/遇过很多的损友学到贪新厌旧/亦欠过很多女人 怕结婚只会守三分钟诺言/曾话过要戒烟但讲了就算/梦与想丢低很远但对返工厌倦/自小不会打算 但是仍唯独你爱我这废人/出错你都肯去忍/然而谁亦早知不会合衬/偏偏你愿意等 为何还喜欢我我这种无赖/是话你蠢还是很伟大/在座每位都将我踩口碑有多坏/但你亦永远不见怪 何必跟我我这种无赖/没大半生还是很失败/但是你死都不变心跟我笑著捱/就算坏我也不忍心偷偷作怪 没有跟的野种飘忽的命途/谁像你当我宝甚黱也做到/旧爱手中一疋布在这刻写句号/只想跟你终老 在地球唯独你爱我这废人/出错你都肯去忍/然而谁亦早知不会合衬/偏偏你愿意等 为何还喜欢我我这种无赖/是话你蠢还是很伟大/在座每位都将我踩口碑有多坏/但你亦永远不见怪 何必跟我我这种无赖/没大半生还是很失败/但是你死都不变心跟我笑著捱/就算我也不忍心 还喜欢我我这种无赖/是话你蠢还是很伟大/在座每位都将我踩口碑有多坏/但你亦永远不见怪 何必跟我我这种无赖/没大半生还是很失败/但是你死都不变心跟我拼命捱/换转别个也忍心偏偏作怪
姐姐很喜欢的一首歌，第一次也是拿她的MP3听的。开始因为是粤语的歌词，只觉得高潮部分还不错…回家下了歌找来歌词，对着歌词一遍遍地放，突然有了落泪的感觉。歌中的我，不是一个所谓的君子，或许直白点说，是个不招人喜欢的男人。但世俗的评价没能阻挡一份不离不弃的爱。我不知道我为什么想哭，是感慨爱的伟大，还是，根本，就是在妒忌…是啊，多少更好的男子，一生不曾有这般福气… 1/27/2006 LET IT BE
Let It Be
Beatles
When I find myself in times of trouble,
Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree There will be an answer, let it be For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see There will be an answer, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be There will be an answer, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be And when the night is cloudy
there is still a light that shines on me Shine until tomorrow, let it be I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comforts me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be There will be an answer, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be LET IT BE是首BEATLES的老歌了
确切地说他们所有的歌基本上都是老歌了
只是那天上课的时候老师讲一个笑话的时候无意提及
才会在早上翻出这盘CD来听
让它去吧？是可以这么讲吧
其实多少人何尝不知道这样一个道理
只是真正超然洒脱的
又有几个呢… 12/23/2005 昨夜就想写的文字~
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though. He will not see me stopping here, To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near, Between the woods and frozen lake, The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep, Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep. And miles to go before I sleep. Above are the words I wanted to write last night, the darkest night of the year.
On the bus back to our school, the curtain of the evening laid down quite early.
Though it's the darkest one, it's the word DARKEST i think that expresses a special meaning rather than the slight difference of the length we can tell to other days in the year.
I received mobile message early that morning, from Fossil.
Just like the same time last year she sent to me, she reminded me of the customs of Ningbonese and wished a nice dream that night.
The longest night~seems really suitable for a best and longest dream.
Friends away from home, how do you feel about it, when looking into the darkness, spending the night alone?
Does anyone accompany you?
I am with Leafer, two toghther instead of one, so it might have been difficult for me to feel the way you feel.
I am lucky enough, to have her come a long way from Ningbo to Nanjing.
I've had someone accompany me, and am no longer lonely, through the long endless night.
Even I didn't mean no more than just sit toghther, talk, watch a movie of Shakespeare in Love, and look at the moon through window at midnight.
I was content, already.
I'm sorry to write it in English, maybe influenced by recent Toefl English study.
I have to say it's not my style, as I always stick to my mother tongue, but a change for a time is also a new try for life.
Hope you understand~
The lines above are a very poem I love very much, also about the longest day of the year.
The poem is soft and tender, especially when read in a slow pace with country music.
I heard it for the first time on the magzine of Crazy English, even before I could read it.
Wish you all like it, and a nice Christmas and New Year. 8/30/2005 Solitude~Bear it...
本来准备晚上写些SLAM DUNK的东西 要开始的时候突然想看电视~ 明后天要准备场地考试 不过还是会在开学去之前写一写 毕竟是一直说要写的东西 篮球,曾经一起打拼的记忆,失败,冠军~WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS... 现在想来依旧清晰
今天先偷懒了,帖首这两天看到的诗 要去大学了~ 一个人走不准备让父母送 实一直有很多朋友,但也很喜欢一个人的感觉 大概我是不会感到孤独了吧 还是想让父母保重 我不在的时候要互相照顾哦 还有对要远行的朋友说,要独自承担孤单的代价了~不过最好是没有这样的感觉啦
written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox 7/24/2005 一直很安静
歌手:阿桑
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