九月 2nd, 2008

   
跟自己也成了没话找话了。

   
早晨又是起不来。像垂死的人留恋人世一样,我留恋睡眠。无法准确地描述梦中的情境,那是超越于言辞的一片混沌。也许是不同于言辞的另外一种精确。由于无法用语言之网将之打捞起来,它随着越来越强烈的晨光消逝了。就像一个阴影,就像一个影子。虽然日复一日,然而夜各个不同。如果有人多年重复着同一个梦境,可能会被折磨得疯掉吧。

  “白天是用来谋生,而夜晚只是为了爱。”

  
夜晚像一个大磁场。夜晚让萤火虫和灵魂一起闪闪发光。

 

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