孤夜孤枕孤泪泣
何知何晓何伊意
虽得坦诚为姑息
却了失己非所惜

终极烂人

Me and Mrs.Jones
We got a thing goin' on
We meet every day at the same cafe
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs

We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now

Me and Mrs., Mrs. Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs.Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That do we don't build our hopes up too high
Cause she's got her own obligations
And so do I

Me and Mrs., Mrs.Jones, Mrs.Jones, Mrs.Jones, Mrs.Jones,

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
And it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet
The same place, the same time

Me and Mrs.Jones......



终极烂人

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do
Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to doOoohhh....




LG to LP

花已枯，花已枯
哭成泪，哭成泪

泪已尽，泪已尽
尽了情，尽了情

明知荆刺布满藤
愿以滴血换刻盈

终极烂人

Thanks Leona 4 introducing this song to me... nv fail to feel like crying whenever i listen to it

Try to remember the last October
When life was slow and oh so mellow
Try to remember the last October
When grass was green and grain so yellow
Try to remember the last October
When I was a tender and a callow fellow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow ( follow ) follow ( follow ) follow . . .
(Know my sorrow)

Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow
Try to remember and if you remember
Then follow ( follow ) follow ( follow ) follow . . .
(Know my sorrow)

Deep in December it's nice to remember
Although you know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Without a hurt, the heart is hollow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
The fire of October that made us mellow
Deep in December our hearts should remember
Then follow ( follow ) follow ( follow ) follow . . .

Head voice, Chest voice, diaphragm breathing, 全都不是真正唱歌的最高境界。真正要把歌唱好的话，是由心唱出来的。

《心。音》，就这样在短短的两个钟头内结束了。两年的时光，最后也只有两个钟头的时间作为据点。何故，他却又使得我们依依不舍？结尾的后面，又延长了多少篇的后续？泪水滴落的那一刻，是不是另一段故事的起点？

两年里，得确有许许多多的欢笑，唱不尽的好歌，切不断的友情，甚至有爱情的幼芽。。。当然也有许多灰心，失落，和烦躁的时候。但这些远远不及这两年里所得到的一切一切。

算是误打误撞而成为Hall 8 A Cappella的成员之一。但生命就是如此之悬。一个美丽的巧合，在我这生中增添了多少七彩的音符，优柔的旋律。。。他竟然充实了我的心灵，我的灵魂，让我无法想象一个缺了音乐的世界，会是有多恐怖。

没想到大家能在小小的房间里，唱着，聊着，甚至还有跳着舞，就耗到凌晨。虽然时分已晚，却仍不舍离去。就算剧终人散，我们仍然唱着，不为任何听众，而是为了歌颂两年的友谊。谈了许多往事，许多耐人寻味的小故事，好多听起来像是发生在昨天的点滴。好甚有趣。。。

在真正逼不得已得离开的时候才发现，此时此刻，可能在多年以后的一个聚会，成为故事的题材。
不过，这还得看这段后续，会有多长。。。

p.s. 想对所有Hall 8 A Cappella的成员们，不论新旧，说;切实感激，所有的回忆。我会把它永远的放在我心里一个得别的角落，常把它拿来回味。真正的爱这个家，和里头所有的家人。

现时不闻，
缺时不问，
乃我大悲也


终极烂人

狭小的房间，
宁静得让人发狂。
连墙上的挂钟，
嘀嗒的声响，
都在耳里隆隆的回音着。

我开起所有的灯，想把房间照明。
秃白的墙，却反射出我的心境。
我开启电视，企图用声音冲塞整个房间，
但房间的中心，是呼准有着一个真了空的世界，
把所有的一切都吸了进去，却仍然填不满。

我唯有向此处，倒出一切忧伤。
键盘的回应，成了我唯一的安慰。
也许会有人看到
也许永远没人读
但就算看见的人，能明我心吗？

诞与双子花蝶心
拱桥之峰把酒饮
虽有绣帕鼎胸前
依恋锦帛迎风馨

乘排渡流溪
一诗结一曲
峭岩化生相
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