<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:28:27.038+08:00</updated><category term='都市男女'/><category term='火柴'/><category term='我寫小説'/><category term='转载'/><category term='爱情日记'/><category term='我寫散文'/><category term='我寫詩詞'/><category term='公告'/><category term='我寫歌詞'/><category term='淡藍色的九月天'/><title type='text'>有故事的人</title><subtitle type='html'>生活里隐藏了许多琐碎的故事。&lt;br&gt;
而每一座城市，甚至每一个空间都有着它的故事。&lt;br&gt;
每个人都是有故事的人，每个生命都由许多故事拼出来。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1806571567905486129</id><published>2011-11-29T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T21:01:18.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>等</title><content type='html'>曾經以爲，愛情的平淡是長久的。&lt;br /&gt;可是她離開了我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初時，我百思不解。我對她不夠好嗎？&lt;br /&gt;我做什麽事情都是替她着想。&lt;br /&gt;我努力工作也是爲了她和我們的將來，希望她的生活會好些。&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽她還不滿足？&lt;br /&gt;不是說平淡就是幸福嗎？&lt;br /&gt;難道我必須每天說她想聼的話？做她希望我做的事情？&lt;br /&gt;不是說我們之間各自都有自由作自己想做的事情嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我工作了一整天都累垮了。&lt;br /&gt;當然沒有心情多説話啦！也當然比較善忘，&lt;br /&gt;因爲繁重的工作已經是很大的考驗了。&lt;br /&gt;隨便忘記辦一樣事情，都會影響業績的。&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽她就不能體諒我一下？爲什麽老埋怨我忽略了她？&lt;br /&gt;我沒有不和她聊天啊！只是，記憶有點差；偶爾問非所答而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是說過一起實現我們的夢想嗎？&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽現在就那麽輕易說走就走？&lt;br /&gt;不是說，兩個人在一起的時候就不能輕言放棄嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她走了。就在我上班了之後。&lt;br /&gt;從此搬出這個我們的家。&lt;br /&gt;一張紙條，一把鑰匙，留在樓下的信箱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;“對不起，我想我不適合當你的女人。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;鑰匙還你。 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;琳”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;埋怨了好幾天。&lt;br /&gt;情緒漸漸平復下來。&lt;br /&gt;一個人的生活，只剩下緬懷和她的過去。&lt;br /&gt;“爲什麽”還是不停在腦袋中盤旋，不肯離開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一種被遺棄的感覺，很難受。&lt;br /&gt;慢慢的，我開始明白爲什麽她會離開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天，我都工作得很晚才回家。&lt;br /&gt;在家裏準備了晚餐的她，睡着了在餐桌上。&lt;br /&gt;發現我回來了，醒了。&lt;br /&gt;我叫她把食物收拾，去睡覺。然後，我就去沖涼。&lt;br /&gt;她失望的把餐桌清理。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;洗澡了以後，我就坐在電腦面前。&lt;br /&gt;她和我説話，我只有”嗯“、”啊哈？”、 “是嗎？“、 “然後呢？”……&lt;br /&gt;看完了想看的，息了電腦就上牀睡覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周末，約了朋友ABCDEFG……。&lt;br /&gt;偶爾和她出去。&lt;br /&gt;她看她的。有時候興奮的和我說什麽什麽的。&lt;br /&gt;而我，很少真正停下腳步，用心聼她説話。&lt;br /&gt;甚至，我把tablet帶出來，她説話，我玩tablet。&lt;br /&gt;我陪她逛街，一面上網。&lt;br /&gt;她要買什麽，我都ok。只要我能力範圍内。&lt;br /&gt;朋友在，我更是幾乎忘記她。&lt;br /&gt;只記得回家的時候找她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直以爲她是快樂。&lt;br /&gt;我以爲只要滿足她物質上的需求就是對她好，疼愛她。&lt;br /&gt;直到，我發現了一本日記。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;“不知道什麽時候開始，我變得不快樂。&lt;br /&gt;我不知道什麽時候，我們不再是一致的。&lt;br /&gt;我知道他努力工作是爲了更好的生活。&lt;br /&gt;但是，我情願他留給我多一些時間。&lt;br /&gt;平淡是幸福，忽略不是。&lt;br /&gt;冰牛奶從冰廚拿出來。擱了太久的話，就會酸了。&lt;br /&gt;再也沒有辦法還原。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;“我不明白。&lt;br /&gt;我不是不知道他的努力是為了我。&lt;br /&gt;但，這不是我想要的。&lt;br /&gt;看著他熬夜、累垮了，我心不疼嗎？&lt;br /&gt;我不是要求富裕的生活。&lt;br /&gt;我到底要怎麽說他才能明白？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;“我好疲憊。&lt;br /&gt;曾經以爲耐心和他說會有所改變。&lt;br /&gt;可往往就相反。他把問題抛囘給我。&lt;br /&gt;感情的世界裏單程車票是不受用的。&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽錯的都是我？我真的有那麽愛胡思亂想？&lt;br /&gt;感覺被忽略就等於胡思亂想？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;“等待了那麽多年，終于一起了。&lt;br /&gt;我很開心，也很感恩。&lt;br /&gt;初時，我真以爲我們從此一起攜手直到生命盡頭。&lt;br /&gt;我終于明白什麽叫物換星移，事與願違了。&lt;br /&gt;我們之間的分叉太大了。&lt;br /&gt;感覺就越走越遠。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;………………&lt;br /&gt;“我想我必需離開，還他自由。&lt;br /&gt;也許我也是一個嚮往自由的人。&lt;br /&gt;我不想再這樣複雜的生活下去，很累。&lt;br /&gt;我是一個沒有野心的人，喜歡隨心所欲的生活。&lt;br /&gt;一直都是。一個人生活沒有什麽不好。&lt;br /&gt;心里有他，到哪裏都是一樣的。&lt;br /&gt;終于明白爲什麽相愛的人不能夠在一起了。&lt;br /&gt;挺諷刺的。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日記裏記錄我們的故事，從快樂和甜蜜到平淡和她的不快樂。&lt;br /&gt;原來我從來沒有從她那裏思考過。&lt;br /&gt;都是我一廂情願的認爲自己做的一切是為了她好。&lt;br /&gt;從未考慮過她的感受。&lt;br /&gt;我很自私、霸道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾經說過，我愛她。&lt;br /&gt;也曾經告訴她說：愛一個人不會讓對方難過，要讓彼此幸福。&lt;br /&gt;可是，我卻沒做到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到現在，我仍然找不到她。&lt;br /&gt;她的家人也不肯說她到哪裏去了。&lt;br /&gt;我就只有用等去彌補我過去的自私和不曾用心聆聽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1806571567905486129?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1806571567905486129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1806571567905486129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1806571567905486129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='等'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1713471160792232660</id><published>2011-04-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:08:49.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>愛情</title><content type='html'>吹著海風一個人的下午&lt;br /&gt;回味著久違的安穩和舒服&lt;br /&gt;努力拼出清晰的思路&lt;br /&gt;到底我們走錯了哪一步？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情溫度已經不如當初&lt;br /&gt;你習慣忘記我們的未來路&lt;br /&gt;曾經的幸福早已迷路&lt;br /&gt;何時我的無助變成你的抱負？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽愛情裏會如此孤獨&lt;br /&gt;還是自己的幸福已經被自己辜負&lt;br /&gt;我想哭 淚水卻只在眼裏打滾 流不出&lt;br /&gt;好無助&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情的義無反顧是一種盲目&lt;br /&gt;面對面臉貼臉仍然視線模糊&lt;br /&gt;經歷過了才明白之中的痛楚 &lt;br /&gt;哭不出的悲哀需要時間超度&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情不是道路不能投石問路&lt;br /&gt;單程愛情只會加速走到末路&lt;br /&gt;一個不停付出一個縂不滿足&lt;br /&gt;越走越遠越孤獨越走越辛苦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我明白愛情拿捏要適度&lt;br /&gt;不能多也不能少 剛剛好&lt;br /&gt;我們的愛請你還在乎？&lt;br /&gt;還是它早已被遺棄無人國度？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1713471160792232660?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1713471160792232660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1713471160792232660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1713471160792232660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='愛情'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4073633795275141363</id><published>2010-10-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:11:19.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>茉莉花</title><content type='html'>白色是清纯、纯洁、神圣的象征。白色象征着不容妥胁，难以侵犯的气韵。&lt;br /&gt;白色的花正和其他的花儿不一样。&lt;br /&gt;她就像一朵茉莉花，一颦一笑都如此的迷人。&lt;br /&gt;但她偏偏就是那群女孩中最不起眼、最低调的一个。&lt;br /&gt;她不如其他花那般的依靠外貌吸引人。&lt;br /&gt;她身上散发着淡淡清香。有种让人觉得心宁而安稳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她看了我一眼，礼貌的微笑点头。&lt;br /&gt;我尴尬的回报一个不自然的微笑。继续喝手中的那被曾经是她最爱的摩卡。&lt;br /&gt;坐在对面那桌的她，原本就是和我牵手走过好几年的人。&lt;br /&gt;我终于感受到什么叫“世界上最遥远的距离是我站在你面前，而你不知道我爱你”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;叫我感到欣慰的是现在的她的确比从前快乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自从她失踪的那六个月里，我完全和她断去联络。&lt;br /&gt;手机没人接，家人也说没见到她而正着急，&lt;br /&gt;她一向都是一个很有交待的孩子，从来就不会无辜的出门几天。&lt;br /&gt;她一向都很听我的话，凡事都和我说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她曾经问我：“如果有一天，我不见了，怎么办？你会哭吗？”&lt;br /&gt;我一手抓着她的头说：“你很想不见吗?”&lt;br /&gt;"人家是说如果嘛……"她嘟起小嘴。&lt;br /&gt;“你们女生就爱这样！”我不俏的说。&lt;br /&gt;我知道她不喜欢我这么说她。但是碍于大男人作祟，我还是说了。&lt;br /&gt;然后还有怎样呢？&lt;br /&gt;她一贯列的头低低，看地。&lt;br /&gt;别于平时，她说：“记得，我真的好爱你！不要忘记，好吗？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是没想到，她真的失踪了。&lt;br /&gt;我没有办法放下生活到处找她。Call她的手机call到自己的手机也没电了。&lt;br /&gt;当然，我也不停的发脾气，因为我比较没有耐性的个性，尤其对她。&lt;br /&gt;寻找她的期间，我生气过，懊恼过……甚至后悔。&lt;br /&gt;才发现她对自己来说是那么的重要。&lt;br /&gt;才发现自己原来是会流泪的……&lt;br /&gt;但是一切已经太迟了。是我不好，是我没有照顾好她，反而忽略了她。&lt;br /&gt;我终于明白，就算她是一个再懂事、再听话的女孩，同样需要人的关怀、疼惜。&lt;br /&gt;然而，我错过了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来她的弟弟突然简讯我说：“姐那天突然晕倒。送进医院，检查后得知是脑癌。必须即刻切除。手术很危险……”&lt;br /&gt;我连忙call她的弟弟，他说：“手术很成功。只不过，她的记忆里的某些部分消失了。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我心情很复杂，开心终于有她的消息，却不是好消息。&lt;br /&gt;开心她平安无事，却生气她没对我坦白。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切关于我们俩的回忆都一一涌上来。 &lt;br /&gt;我记得她每天都会为我准备很多蔬菜水果，下班的时候一起吃。&lt;br /&gt;然后比较不新鲜的，都静静忘自己的肚子里塞，新鲜的全都留给我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她喜欢在我下班后和我聊电话，直到我平安抵达家门口。&lt;br /&gt;因为她担心我工作一整天后驾车，会累得睡着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她甚至因为我想看一些书，整晚坐在电脑面前，在网上寻找。&lt;br /&gt;结果隔天我接她上班的时候，被我发现她的熊猫眼还挨我骂了一顿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她知道我心情不好，总是静静的听。&lt;br /&gt;她不多给意见，因为她知道我会有说不完的理由来反驳。&lt;br /&gt;她甚至会无端端挨轰，却只有静静的扁嘴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她曾经告诉我说，当我身在异地的时候，她好想我的时候 就会多在被窝里哭。&lt;br /&gt;因为她知道我不喜欢她哭，所以每次她在电话里哭，她都打死不承认。&lt;br /&gt;往往每次都被我识破，她总是敌不过我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对了！我想起有一段日子，她每每靠在我肩膀的时候都留下很多头发。&lt;br /&gt;还有，她总是脸色苍白，总是说好累……&lt;br /&gt;为什么那时候，我没有怀疑？为什么我那时候那么不敏感？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来，我还是到医院看她。那是手术后的一个月后了。&lt;br /&gt;她在走廊上，靠着窗口。我走过她面前，她抬起头，礼貌的微笑。&lt;br /&gt;她变了。眼前的她留给我的是陌生的安宁，少了过往熟悉的淘气。&lt;br /&gt;“先生，有什么事吗？”听入我的心里又如刀割。&lt;br /&gt;我无力的摇摇头，我不知道要怎么把手里的礼物交给她。&lt;br /&gt;这是我欠她的生日礼物。是我答应过她的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才知道，她记得家人、甚至几乎所有她认识的人。&lt;br /&gt;除了我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4073633795275141363?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4073633795275141363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4073633795275141363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4073633795275141363'/><link 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/&gt;让我们今生今世来和应&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2409503848921862926?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2409503848921862926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2409503848921862926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2409503848921862926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='给爱情的创作'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4712497710660883688</id><published>2010-06-26T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:12:54.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>戏如人生</title><content type='html'>已经是第四段感情了。而且一个比一个的家底宏厚。每一段恋情曝光以前，她都打死不认账的态度。仿佛她就大红星一样深怕自己给人的好印象、名誉受损。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人前人后两个人，变脸的速度惊人。前一秒钟还在对父母呼喝大小声，下一秒接听来电却温柔得像一只驯服的小猫。身边熟悉她的人都看在眼里。当和家人出游时，她限定家人的衣着打扮和礼仪，甚至说话声量。若有不满就摆臭脸。或者趁着没有外人的时候大呼小叫。面对着那些好言相劝的人，她总是有说不尽的理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在得到她的心头号后的同时，不是好时机公布的时候，她不认他们已经在一起。每每身边的人发现她电话热线谈情到半夜的时候，她也否认一切，说对方不过是普通朋友。被问起为何和前男友分手。她总是说：“其实问题早就存在，只是我没有告诉你们而以。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奇怪啦！若问题早就存在，为何三段感情都可以维持两、三年多之久？而且全世界的人都看到男生很迁就女生，甚至女生的家人。更甚的是，每每分手宣告了以后尾随而来的便是不被承认的新恋情。只要是她想要的事物，她就有很多维护自己的名誉的理由，甚至会使出以退为进的策略。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最新的这段，是她的上司。故事就如连续剧一样精彩。公司里的传闻还说这位年轻太子为了她和未婚妻解婚约。发生这样的事情，她更是不肯承认。以她爱面子的性格，相信她正在等待一个好时机，还要一系列听起来很有说服力的理由。面对她瞧不起的人，她会以一贯不俏的作风，将对方透明化、视若无睹度。有点：顺我者昌逆我者亡。因为她觉得自己的直属上司&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;丝丝&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;。公私分得不够清楚，也觉得她觉得&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;丝丝&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;无法胜任自己的工作量，而很多时候她都直接向太子报告，告诉太子关于她对某些计划的意见，甚至不满。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自从和这位年轻上司的绯闻传开了。她也每天很晚才回家。家人自然会担心，无奈屡劝不果更挨她轰很烦。她责诉家人不体谅她的工作量和压力。更说不停的说自己是一个成熟的成人，家人不应该作无谓的担心，而造成她的困扰。同时，她却不希望失去对家人的依赖和宠爱。因为她喜欢万千宠爱聚集一身的感觉，也渴望自己成为焦点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;类似这样的故事，就如从连续剧里走出来，活生生的在我们的生活圈子里上演着。让我们张口结舌，惊讶连连后却只能感叹：人生如戏，戏如人生。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;不管快乐或难过&lt;br /&gt;每种情绪都被你看透&lt;br /&gt;晴空暴雨 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 你都看懂&lt;br /&gt;這種默契 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 难得难求&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是别扭王 赖在你的温柔&lt;br /&gt;从这一秒到永远的以后&lt;br /&gt;在幸福和快乐里穿梭&lt;br /&gt;就用你的行动 让我一辈子感动&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4743001830378834849?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4743001830378834849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4743001830378834849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4743001830378834849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='爱没理由'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3475108098711330117</id><published>2009-11-29T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:52:00.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>逃</title><content type='html'>悄悄离悄悄的走&lt;br /&gt;远离尘世别喧嚣&lt;br /&gt;欲归于恬静安宁&lt;br /&gt;奈何心烦意更乱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一庄相思两人愁&lt;br /&gt;难得相逢紧相搂&lt;br /&gt;欲言又止泪先流&lt;br /&gt;心如春风意更浓&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有情人难成眷属&lt;br /&gt;句句无奈句句愁&lt;br /&gt;今日相聚明日分&lt;br /&gt;不知何时再聚首？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3475108098711330117?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3475108098711330117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_2597.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3475108098711330117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3475108098711330117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_2597.html' title='逃'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3282566795695717734</id><published>2009-11-29T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:24:51.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>独夜</title><content type='html'>春心动&lt;br /&gt;酒意浓&lt;br /&gt;今夜诗情与谁共&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋未尽&lt;br /&gt;若寒冬&lt;br /&gt;一种相思愁难穷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜寒凉&lt;br /&gt;月不明&lt;br /&gt;酝集孤独和伶仃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晨已近&lt;br /&gt;天却阴&lt;br /&gt;难敌现实梦而碎&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6902133871043711210</id><published>2009-11-25T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:10:01.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>孩子</title><content type='html'>“你为什么这么做？”&lt;br /&gt;“爱一个人就要让对方快乐。所以我都支持他。”&lt;br /&gt;“值得吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“值得。” &lt;br /&gt;“你快乐吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“我爱他。”&lt;br /&gt;“傻瓜！你太单纯了！”&lt;br /&gt;“……” 微笑。&lt;br /&gt;“几个月？”&lt;br /&gt;“……”伸出五根手指。&lt;br /&gt;“他知道？”&lt;br /&gt;“……”摇头。&lt;br /&gt;“天啊！你没告诉他？”&lt;br /&gt;“……”微笑，摇头，低着头。&lt;br /&gt;“为什么不告诉他？他不想负责任？”&lt;br /&gt;摇头。“他想，可是力不从心。不想他负担加重。所以没告诉他。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;叹气。“你还想躲到什么时候？”&lt;br /&gt;“不知道。”&lt;br /&gt;“就这样一辈子？不想再见他？”&lt;br /&gt;“不知道。我很想他。我想睡觉。晚安。”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;“哦……晚安！”突然叫住小安：“小小安也晚安。”&lt;br /&gt;小安停下脚步，回过头：“答应我，别告诉他，我们在这里。”&lt;br /&gt;“哦！可……可是……” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;房里。 &lt;br /&gt;“小宝贝们，我们到梦里见爹地了，好吗？要乖哦！&lt;br /&gt;妈咪会爱爹地一样爱你们！爹地和妈咪永远爱你们！”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6902133871043711210?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6902133871043711210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6902133871043711210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是作为一个母亲对孩子的体谅、包容和无法舍弃的态度。&lt;br /&gt;只要她知道你身在何处、吃得饱、穿得暖，活得快乐。&lt;br /&gt;因为知道你就在家附近，再怎么困难，她都能及时、尽力帮助你。&lt;br /&gt;是的，“及时”这两个字很重要。一些人就因为没有及时，而遗憾一辈子。&lt;br /&gt;这都是因为爱。她是伟大的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人，是不会让他一个人度过最低潮的时候，会想尽办法扶他一把。&lt;br /&gt;就算自己需要一个人冷静的想想东西也不会离开对方太远。&lt;br /&gt;更不会让他一个人去面对、承担生活的不愉快。&lt;br /&gt;就算是给你一百万换他，你也不会放弃他来获取财富。&lt;br /&gt;我这里说的不只是爱情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一个单纯的人，没有太复杂的思想。&lt;br /&gt;不明白的就会问，不懂得的就去学。&lt;br /&gt;就连一习凉风、暖和的太阳，我都能感到温馨、快乐。&lt;br /&gt;一个情景、一个别离，我都能哭成泪人。&lt;br /&gt;所以在爱情的国度里，我也无法有太多的掩饰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得我告诉过你吗？&lt;br /&gt;就算哪天你为了糊口要到国外去，我希望跟在你身边。&lt;br /&gt;此时此刻，我也能笃定的再次告诉你，只要能在你附近，我就能安心。&lt;br /&gt;如果物质和你，两者只能选一，我选择你。&lt;br /&gt;你一定在笑我是一个有情饮水饱的家伙。&lt;br /&gt;而你，也是不是和我有着一样的想法呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有的时间不多。能做的事情也不是太多。&lt;br /&gt;大半的人生都过了，不愉快的事情我都很少提起。&lt;br /&gt;我只是希望接下来的日子，能简单的生活，身边有你、有家人、朋友。&lt;br /&gt;富贵贫乏对我来说不重要。&lt;br /&gt;我不是咬着金锁匙出生的孩子，也是靠自己努力换来现在比较不愁吃、穿的生活。&lt;br /&gt;我只是希望在我脆弱时，有个能依靠的肩膀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，我看到一句话：“放手是一个过程。”&lt;br /&gt;因为我曾经从最低潮中走出来，那是需要一段时间去看开、开窍。&lt;br /&gt;这不是三言两语说放就放，说弃就弃。&lt;br /&gt;“及时”对我很重要。我很怕因为没有及时而让自己懊悔一辈子。&lt;br /&gt;所以，我不想错过你的喜怒哀乐、你的一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我从来都没有向你要求些什么。&lt;br /&gt;可是，请你记得：&lt;br /&gt;你=快乐&lt;br /&gt;我=快乐&lt;br /&gt;你+我=两个快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尚诺哪天：&lt;br /&gt;你+ 我=不快乐&lt;br /&gt;那么就从此结束吧！&lt;br /&gt;“对不起，我爱你！”我没想到这句话会被我用上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剩下的无奈、遗憾，我想，也许时间会磨灭吧！&lt;br /&gt;我说的是也许，因为我是固执的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7292843157956673990?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7292843157956673990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7292843157956673990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7292843157956673990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_18.html' title='没关系，我知道你在哪里就好了。'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4190479055705149414</id><published>2009-11-18T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:59:44.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>然而，事与愿违</title><content type='html'>爱情不是天天粘在一起&lt;br /&gt;人类是各个体。&lt;br /&gt;远远的&lt;br /&gt;远远的爱着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情是不轻易放弃彼此&lt;br /&gt;无论身在何方&lt;br /&gt;远远的&lt;br /&gt;深深的牵挂着&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情是一种承诺，&lt;br /&gt;现实是躲不开的残酷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说无论再怎么闹、心情再怎么不好，都只会在附近她的地方休息、冷静。&lt;br /&gt;她说无论他要到哪里闯事业，她都想跟在他身边，支持他、照顾他，这是她的心愿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，事与愿违 。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4190479055705149414?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4190479055705149414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>我们=你+我</title><content type='html'>亲爱的你，&lt;br /&gt;的确想叫你老公。可是觉得有点多此一举。&lt;br /&gt;现在给你称号不是更亲切，更有说服力吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的性格，你一向都知道。&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢猜测，更不喜欢因为无谓的事情闹翻。&lt;br /&gt;甚至不喜欢吵架。简单的说：爱恨分明。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢很多朋友，说了朋友就是朋友。&lt;br /&gt;他们喜欢我，虽然我没有办法阻止，可仍然直接了当的告诉他们只能是朋友。&lt;br /&gt;开始时，你总爱这样问我：“他在追你？”&lt;br /&gt;我也总是答：“他没说出口，但是我想应该是。”&lt;br /&gt;你也没再问，反而是我自己把对他们的不耐烦通通都全盘托出。&lt;br /&gt;你一味儿的笑我：“有人喜欢，应该高兴才对啊！”&lt;br /&gt;我也瞪着你一下，接着一脸无奈的：“我知道那是好事，我也喜欢和他们做朋友。可是我就是不喜欢他们对我太好。我的意思是说，我不喜欢他们把我当成追求对象。这让我不能舒服的和他们维持朋友的关系。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天早上你听我说着那晚的聚餐……&lt;br /&gt;才认识的A，见过两次面而已，席上何止我一位女人？？&lt;br /&gt;他却只对我呵护备至，服侍周到。&lt;br /&gt;我清楚明白就算身边没有你，他也不会是自己要的那种伴侣。&lt;br /&gt;除了朋友，他也只能是普通朋友。&lt;br /&gt;所以我就嚷着说：“嘿嘿！不要只服侍我一个，全席有五位女生噢！我可不想让人眼红误会我。”&lt;br /&gt;他理所当然的被我害的满泄的尴尬。&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗？那天你的电话打来正合时。&lt;br /&gt;希望他能知难而退，不想H那样吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢使招数的对待身边的人。&lt;br /&gt;可是面对一些固执的家伙，我没有办法不这样。&lt;br /&gt;你也知道H吧？！他就是有一种莫名奇妙的观念：结婚了也能离婚，所以依旧能追求。&lt;br /&gt;我就是不喜欢这种人。所以，我逼于无奈把他“隐形”掉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次说起这样的事情，你总是笑嘻嘻的看着我。&lt;br /&gt;“看你傻乎乎的，没想到也真会鸟人哦！”你笑着说。&lt;br /&gt;如今的你，爱问：“怎样？有谁看上你了？”&lt;br /&gt;每次我都翻了个白眼说：“欣赏我，我接受！可是追求我的话，那就免了！Touch Wood!”&lt;br /&gt;然后，“奸计”得逞的你就笑翻了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的，对着你，我不想要掩饰自己什么。&lt;br /&gt;毕竟都十年的感情了。就算不是这样，也没有掩饰的必要。&lt;br /&gt;喜欢和你在一起除了因为爱，还是因为快乐和舒服。&lt;br /&gt;如果哪天快乐和舒服消失了，我想我也会消失于你面前。&lt;br /&gt;相信我，那时的我还是很爱你的。&lt;br /&gt;只是，我更清楚因为我们是爱彼此的，所以一切喜怒哀乐都是互相影响着。&lt;br /&gt;我不开心，已经不好了。我不想你也是这样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;你亲爱的我&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5733586682537891276?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5733586682537891276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5733586682537891276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5733586682537891276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='我们=你+我'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6394854606475302847</id><published>2009-09-30T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:05:58.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>祝君安好</title><content type='html'>生活忙碌，为了糊口；&lt;br /&gt;点点滴滴，拼拼凑凑；&lt;br /&gt;淡而醇香，浓而不涩；&lt;br /&gt;劝君莫愁，愿君宽容；&lt;br /&gt;健康快乐，纵容不迫。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6394854606475302847?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6394854606475302847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6394854606475302847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6394854606475302847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='祝君安好'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7933920298800945439</id><published>2009-08-31T18:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:37:58.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>For my dearly you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SpvR8vzsajI/AAAAAAAABY8/wgvhaemTrrw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px; float: left; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SpvR8vzsajI/AAAAAAAABY8/wgvhaemTrrw/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376121421752461874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you should know&lt;br /&gt;It was eight years ago&lt;br /&gt;My love started to flow&lt;br /&gt;all the way high and low&lt;br /&gt;Love's just that simple&lt;br /&gt;It' not meant to be hold&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't let go&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To most of the people&lt;br /&gt;It is not possible&lt;br /&gt;I'll just let the love grow&lt;br /&gt;I believe it'll show&lt;br /&gt;That our love is so&lt;br /&gt;beautifully wonderful&lt;br /&gt;For my dearly you&lt;br /&gt;I love you so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7933920298800945439?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SpvR8vzsajI/AAAAAAAABY8/wgvhaemTrrw/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3797685258223317582</id><published>2009-08-06T11:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:49:56.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Since you’ve been away,&lt;br /&gt;In my heart always an empty space&lt;br /&gt;That somehow never can be replaced&lt;br /&gt;You still deep down in my heart anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I tried to hide away&lt;br /&gt;Tears still rolling down on my face&lt;br /&gt;How hard I misses your sweetest embrace&lt;br /&gt;Our memory can’t be erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimpse of our future that may hold&lt;br /&gt;A greatest story about us to be told&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, time will proves and shows&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand through the high and low&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3797685258223317582?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3797685258223317582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3797685258223317582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3797685258223317582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1244179710330402807</id><published>2009-08-06T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:26:17.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Spring has gone and summer is here,&lt;br /&gt;Joys and laughters replaced the tears,&lt;br /&gt;Put our hands together, &lt;br /&gt;Let’s against the fears.&lt;br /&gt;Karma is about sooner or later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile with no anticipation,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your every piece of moment,&lt;br /&gt;Oppoturnity is here only when it’s your turn,&lt;br /&gt;Because you’re ready as for certain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the best healing formulas,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is matter if you’ve been sincere,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is certainty,&lt;br /&gt;Not even sadness or happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1244179710330402807?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1244179710330402807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1244179710330402807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1244179710330402807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1394682861259601106</id><published>2009-07-30T19:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:14:55.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>他最爱我</title><content type='html'>有些歌 是一輩子的&lt;br /&gt;拿起吉他 上了弦 就开始温习着&lt;br /&gt;有些人 也是一辈子的&lt;br /&gt;不管后来是怎样 无法被取代的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的 那么的傻着&lt;br /&gt;那么多年 对他还是那么牵挂着&lt;br /&gt;结果呢 也许不重要了&lt;br /&gt;关于感情的事情 没什么好解释&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些坚定没有必要改变&lt;br /&gt;我们的明天谁能够预言&lt;br /&gt;可他就在我心里到永远&lt;br /&gt;就像蓝天 人见人爱的永远不变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我学习生活不太依赖&lt;br /&gt;不需救生圈自己爬起来&lt;br /&gt;让快乐成为生命的姿态&lt;br /&gt;奏起乐章 他就能感应&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;关于他 无法被取代&lt;br /&gt;我爱的他 说过他也是很爱我呀&lt;br /&gt;关于我 他这样承诺 &lt;br /&gt;不管未来是怎样 他还是最爱我&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1394682861259601106?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1394682861259601106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1394682861259601106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1394682861259601106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_30.html' title='他最爱我'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6347396140974522082</id><published>2009-06-27T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>我爱你</title><content type='html'>Baby 我已经闷到快不行&lt;br /&gt;缺少你的空气 我快要窒息&lt;br /&gt;只是那么一点点距离&lt;br /&gt;难过睁开眼后 还是看不到你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby 哼着你最爱的歌曲&lt;br /&gt;下着雨的空气 躲在被窝里&lt;br /&gt;目不转睛的看着手机&lt;br /&gt;它会不会唱歌 传出你的声音&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三言两语说不完我爱你&lt;br /&gt;数星星却数不完想你的情绪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &amp; Me 在一起 两颗心 三个字 我爱你 &lt;br /&gt;牵着我 靠着你 在怀里 暖暖地 好甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;我和你 一首歌 两人哼 三个字 我想你&lt;br /&gt;微风吹 青草地 拥着你 好简单 好浪漫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey 小宝贝庆幸有你&lt;br /&gt;不管刮风下雨 身边都有你&lt;br /&gt;小宝贝总是傻得可以&lt;br /&gt;说一声c'est la vie 也就是我爱你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;给亲爱的你:-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6347396140974522082?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6347396140974522082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_1937.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6347396140974522082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6347396140974522082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_1937.html' title='我爱你'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6811482363390428894</id><published>2009-06-27T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>分手的微笑</title><content type='html'>破晓就天亮 &lt;br /&gt;我也不想再勉强&lt;br /&gt;分手的念头比你早在酝酿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无风不起浪 &lt;br /&gt;生活给了你一半 &lt;br /&gt;我的心仍然停在他的港湾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你没有不对 我也没有错&lt;br /&gt;只是我们都有自己想过的生活&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情终点 就在那个分叉路口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我想要比较 &lt;br /&gt;确实 他是比你对我好&lt;br /&gt;你的出现让我明白到&lt;br /&gt;原来 我的心随着他心跳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我想要计较 &lt;br /&gt;确实 你对她比我都好&lt;br /&gt;她总是你分享的依靠&lt;br /&gt;所以 分手对任何人都好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（奔向他 拥抱幸福的味道）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6811482363390428894?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6811482363390428894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6811482363390428894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6811482363390428894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_27.html' title='分手的微笑'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8555055479241954663</id><published>2009-06-21T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:10:22.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>承诺</title><content type='html'>今年已经三十三岁了。&lt;br /&gt;两年前，我就搬里那个和父母同住了十多个年头的家，到现在这个属于自己的公寓。&lt;br /&gt;而和身边这个他交往也已经三年多了。&lt;br /&gt;他是我的青梅竹马。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我们之间是存在着爱情，可是我们还是没有正式的在一起。&lt;br /&gt;他是我不为人知的男友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他拥着我：“Honey，我们结婚吧！”&lt;br /&gt;我在他的怀里伸着懒腰：“嗯…………现在这样子好舒服哦！真的很喜欢就这样躲在你怀里。”&lt;br /&gt;“呵呵！结婚了，我就可以每天都这样抱着你！”他开心的说着。&lt;br /&gt;“我怕我会变得不可理喻。”双手绕过他的腰，紧紧地抱着他。&lt;br /&gt;“傻瓜，你不会的！那可是背叛了你的做人原则。”这次换作他把我抱得紧紧的。&lt;br /&gt;他的体温，真的很暖！还有身上的味道……&lt;br /&gt;“这样不是很好吗？”&lt;br /&gt;“好啦！不说这些了！不然我的心肝宝贝就会不开心了！”他轻轻的亲了我的额头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的承诺是多么的可靠也是多么的诚心诚意，我都知道。&lt;br /&gt;这些日子里，他都很照顾我。&lt;br /&gt;我外出夜归，他会担心个半死。&lt;br /&gt;他却不会阻止我去，因为他知道我不喜欢人约束我，只要有交待……回到家后让他知道。&lt;br /&gt;一路走来，他都很支持我做我喜欢的事情，在我遇上挫折时会安慰我，要我一鼓作气的再振作。&lt;br /&gt;他要我努力学习、不停的学习，督促我要存点钱……&lt;br /&gt;担心万一一天他不在我身边的时候，至少我还能有点钱应急。&lt;br /&gt;他最担心的，还是我的健康。所以就爱唠叨我多喝水，早睡早起、好好照顾自己……比我老爹还要老爹。&lt;br /&gt;可是这一切对我而言，无一我不感动，我也确确实实觉得自己很幸福。&lt;br /&gt;我不是不想和他在一起，而是担心这一切是一个梦。&lt;br /&gt;这个他也知道，他相信我，就连这一点都包容我。&lt;br /&gt;有时候，我真的觉得自己很过分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哦！不如我们就生个孩子，好吗？”我撒娇的说。&lt;br /&gt;“傻瓜！不结婚却要生孩子哦？？你这个脑袋在想什么啦？”他摸摸我的头。&lt;br /&gt;“嗯！你就是他的爸爸，我就是他的妈妈！他会快乐的长大的！”我突然坐了起来，认真的看着他。&lt;br /&gt;“他跟你住，还是跟我住？还是一三五跟我，二四六跟你，然后星期天一起住？？”他也坐起来，拉着我的手，亲了一下。&lt;br /&gt;“噢～这样啊？？都跟我住好了！你每天下班后，过来看看我们喽……”我看着粉黄色的棉被。&lt;br /&gt;“你不怕被人说你未婚妈妈？难道你真的要我背上负心汉的罪名？”他轻轻的皱了皱眉头。&lt;br /&gt;“别人怎么说我不管，只要你爱我，我爱你。然后开开心心在一起就好了。”我仍然倔强的坚持着。&lt;br /&gt;“嗯……让我考虑考虑。我真的不想你委屈。”到最后他担心的还是我这个傻大姐。&lt;br /&gt;我迅速的前去抱着他，因为我的眼泪已经不听话流出来了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8555055479241954663?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8555055479241954663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8555055479241954663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8555055479241954663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html' title='承诺'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6006780473422750185</id><published>2009-06-18T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>聆听</title><content type='html'>我闔上眼睛 聆聽這世界的聲音&lt;br /&gt;雖然大地很安靜 卻发现沉默的淚滴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我屏住呼吸 聽見了幸福的囘音&lt;br /&gt;讓自己開始相信 时间会让悲伤痊愈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界的故事 不停的在繼續&lt;br /&gt;泪水伤害了眼睛&lt;br /&gt;繁忙的城市 充满负面情绪&lt;br /&gt;会让人忘了自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在这里 用心聆听&lt;br /&gt;聼出你心底 那弦外之音&lt;br /&gt;请让我 让我陪你走过生命的潮起潮落&lt;br /&gt;拿出勇气 我们一起努力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;交出自己 我会聆听&lt;br /&gt;别放在心里 讓快樂委屈&lt;br /&gt;别担心 我会一直守在你身边守护着你&lt;br /&gt;请你相信 蓝色不一定忧郁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;P/S:是&lt;a href="http://www.610t.com/"&gt;610t留意聆听&lt;/a&gt;为他们的网站邀的词。可惜我迟到了！:-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;下载demo (by 易桀齐）：&lt;a href="http://www.610t.com/eradio/JC-610t-2009.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.610t.com/forum/images/link.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;u&gt;按此连接&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6006780473422750185?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6006780473422750185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6006780473422750185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6006780473422750185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='聆听'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-881834881333300613</id><published>2009-06-06T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:05:37.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>聆听</title><content type='html'>听　从声音听见情绪&lt;br /&gt;听见幸福的声音&lt;br /&gt;听见浮躁不安宁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰　能完全放下自己&lt;br /&gt;闔上模糊的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;讓心去感受這大地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外还有美丽风景&lt;br /&gt;深深的呼吸 稳着情绪&lt;br /&gt;讓一首轻快的旋律&lt;br /&gt;把负面的情绪都洗去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算失意　生命還是要繼續&lt;br /&gt;不只是愛情 才會教人死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;朋友的義氣 讓人五體投地 暖在心裏&lt;br /&gt;沒有誰能夠刪走誰的戯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懂得傾聽 聼出弦外之音&lt;br /&gt;有口或無心 也未必大煞風景&lt;br /&gt;一百种委屈 不要放在心底 说来听听&lt;br /&gt;太多的淚水会伤害眼睛&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-881834881333300613?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/881834881333300613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/881834881333300613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/881834881333300613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_06.html' title='聆听'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7351812923195318493</id><published>2009-04-25T22:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:10:41.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>音乐挑拨情绪</title><content type='html'>快一年了，CD盘播的都是同一个专辑，叫&lt;a href="http://2v1g.blogspot.com/"&gt;2V1G&lt;/a&gt;。都是Sunny喜欢的歌。&lt;br /&gt;甚至有的，说着他们的故事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;回家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“……别说 不会有结果 永远永远 别说分手&lt;br /&gt;而你 又怎么能够 就这样的放手 一去不再回头”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;被拒绝的那次，她很赌气的要自己忘记。可惜，一切却变得那么清晰和血淋淋。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;情雪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“……你是我昨天的笑容 也是我今夜的傷痛&lt;br /&gt;當幸福飄到我肩頭 你轉身揚起一陣風&lt;br /&gt;於是幸福吹散成寂寞 於是寂寞被鎖在眼中……&lt;br /&gt;慢慢綁住了我的眼 關於未來一點也看不見”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;和恺分开的时候，真的是这样感觉。当时是恺把她推开。&lt;br /&gt;过去的快乐顿时变成了一道道的伤口。&lt;br /&gt;而夜晚，却不停的往伤口洒盐。痛并活着。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;新不了情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“心若倦了泪也干了 这份深情难舍难了&lt;br /&gt;曾经拥有天荒地老 已不见你暮暮与朝朝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这一份情永远难了 愿来生还能再度拥抱&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人如何厮守到老 怎样面对一切我不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆过去痛苦的相思忘不了 为何你还来拨动我心跳&lt;br /&gt;爱你怎么能了今夜的你应该明了 缘难了情难了”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;她很喜欢这首歌。不管是驻唱的时候，还是K歌的时候，都会唱。&lt;br /&gt;可是每次唱的时候，都无法和过去的他们联想在这首歌里。心都是他了,恺。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;心動&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“有多久没见你 以为你在哪里&lt;br /&gt;原来就住在我心底 陪伴着我的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有多远的距离 以为闻不到你气息&lt;br /&gt;谁知道你背影这么长 回头就看到你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过去让它过去 来不及重头喜欢你 白云缠绕着蓝天&lt;br /&gt;啊 如果不能够永远走在一起 也至少给我们&lt;br /&gt;怀念的勇气 拥抱的权利 好让你明白 我心动的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总是想再见你 还试着打探你消息&lt;br /&gt;原来你就住在我的身体 守护我的回忆”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;忘了有多少次都有这种情况出现……&lt;br /&gt;因为这首歌的词，让她很有感觉。每次都会想起恺。&lt;br /&gt;而她就仅有声声的无奈……&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;是否&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“是否这次我将真的离开你,是否这次我将不再哭.&lt;br /&gt;是否这次我将一去不回头,走向那条漫漫永无止境的路&lt;br /&gt;是否这次我已真的离开你,是否泪水已干不再流,&lt;br /&gt;是否应验了我曾说的那句话,情到深处人孤独&lt;br /&gt;多少次的寂寞挣扎在心头,只为挽回我将远去的脚步,多&lt;br /&gt;少次我忍住胸口的泪水,只是为了告诉我自己我不在乎”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;不知道，这首歌就在她很小的时候就喜欢上这首歌曲。&lt;br /&gt;她很怕分别的伤感，却明白这是人生必须面对的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离开了恺，陷入好几次分手收场的感情。&lt;br /&gt;她对爱情的信心，开始动摇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到他们再次相遇。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;三月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“……是对 是错 是爱 是恨 我们不说&lt;br /&gt;我给你一分真 你留给我一个梦&lt;br /&gt;到天亮的时候 我们转回头 谁在我回去的路上守候……”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;她曾经真的怀疑爱情的结果……&lt;br /&gt;那时候很会钻牛角尖，不甘心繁复的问着：“为什么回开花结果的爱情都不眷顾我？为什么我们只能擦肩而过？”&lt;br /&gt;许多的为什么，她被逼接受和面对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她选择带着恺留下的回忆继续生活。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;飛機場的10點半&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“一年前的我們過得那麼快樂 充滿笑與淚的時光 BABY&lt;br /&gt;我以為走下去是一種默契 你卻說你需要離開 需要一些空間呼吸 ”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;唯一与歌词不同的就是，时间的长短。&lt;br /&gt;她和JJ还不到半年，飞机就把JJ从她的身边载走。&lt;br /&gt;她和理想，JJ选择了理想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果她竟然发现，恺一直都在她心里。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不願一個人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“不願一個人在風中在雨中走在那街道上&lt;br /&gt;不願在喧嘩中孤獨中冰冷中想念著牽掛著妳&lt;br /&gt;不願站在那人群中孤立　不願站在那人群中想妳”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;她真的不愿意也不喜欢这样的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;无助的。孤独的。残酷的。Everything's negative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她还是想起恺。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;喜歡你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“喜歡你　給我你的外衣　讓我像躲在你身體裡&lt;br /&gt;喜歡你　借我你的梳子　讓我用柔軟頭髮吻你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡你　車窗上的霧氣　彷彿是你的愛在呼吸&lt;br /&gt;喜歡你　那微笑的眼睛　連日落也看作唇印&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡這樣跟著你　隨便你帶我到哪裡&lt;br /&gt;你的臉　慢慢貼近　明天也慢慢地慢慢清晰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡你愛我的心　輕觸我每根手指感應&lt;br /&gt;我知道　它在訴說著你承諾言語 ”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;她抱着吉他，静静的唱着：“ 我喜歡這樣跟著你，隨便你帶我到哪裡。你的臉，慢慢貼近；明天也慢慢地慢慢清晰……”&lt;br /&gt;她爱音乐、爱唱歌。恺也是喜欢听歌的人。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不只是朋友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“……你从不知道我想做的不只是朋友　还想有那么一点点温柔的娇纵&lt;br /&gt;你从不知道我想做的不只是朋友　还想有那么一点点自私的占有……”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;每次重逢的时候都出现这样的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;这两个人总是因为某些原因而没有走在一起。&lt;br /&gt;因为误会，因为彼此都以为对方有了伴侣，过着幸福的生活。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;哭砂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“風吹來的沙落在悲傷的眼裡　誰都看出我在等你&lt;br /&gt;風吹來的沙堆積在心裡　是誰也擦不去的痕跡&lt;br /&gt;風吹來的沙　穿過所有的記憶　誰都知道我在想你&lt;br /&gt;風吹來的沙　冥冥在哭泣　難道早就預言了分離”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;就因为每次都错过对方，所以她就好像这首歌一样。&lt;br /&gt;有些东西，烙在心里，就像刺青一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sunny，在想什么？”&lt;br /&gt;“哈？有吗？没啦！”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;我要我們在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“唉呦　唉呦　唉呦　唉呦　唉呦&lt;br /&gt;我說　我說　我要　我們在一起　&lt;br /&gt;柔情的日子裡　愛你不費力氣&lt;br /&gt;傻傻看你　只要和你　在一起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想現在　只能遙遠的　唱著你”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;这一次重逢，她真的只想这样：我要我們在一起。&lt;br /&gt;即使必须离开原来的地方。&lt;br /&gt;她期待他。&lt;br /&gt;她安静的生活。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7351812923195318493?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7351812923195318493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7351812923195318493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7351812923195318493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_25.html' title='音乐挑拨情绪'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-159552725651567101</id><published>2009-04-19T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>未改（粤）</title><content type='html'>(verse)女：&lt;br /&gt;四季辗转换了时代&lt;br /&gt;浓情始终未曾化开&lt;br /&gt;大雾里看不清未来&lt;br /&gt;独剩岁月陪伴声声感慨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(verse)男：&lt;br /&gt;樱花毫不收敛盛开&lt;br /&gt;兜兜转转仍躲不开&lt;br /&gt;轻叹无法模仿童话&lt;br /&gt;你我就算天意弄人吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)女：&lt;br /&gt;明知分隔一线都会牵挂&lt;br /&gt;靠得太近 害怕会被现实风化&lt;br /&gt;担心拥抱以后难以分开 &lt;br /&gt;听说世事未任何人更改&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)男：&lt;br /&gt;过去那些青涩经已沧海&lt;br /&gt;终于明白 真心未能换取喝彩&lt;br /&gt;无奈命运不由人来主宰&lt;br /&gt;至少可以把握目前大概&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bridge)&lt;br /&gt;合：霎那夜空已失火花 惊讶感觉从未变卦&lt;br /&gt;合：友情变成爱情意外 归咎情歌唱错了吧&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-159552725651567101?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/159552725651567101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/159552725651567101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/159552725651567101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_19.html' title='未改（粤）'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8640817305386770828</id><published>2009-04-16T19:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:16:22.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>对不起，我爱你</title><content type='html'>“你没事吧？发什么呆啊？”&lt;br /&gt;看见一只手在她的眼前晃动着，回过神来微笑的说：“呃？没什么！”&lt;br /&gt;“你真的没有事情？最近老是感觉你心不在焉的……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经不记得是第几次了。&lt;br /&gt;失魂的次数多了，沉思的时候也多了。&lt;br /&gt;这个眼前的他直教她掉入深深的沉思中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有好几次，她真的差点儿冲口而出告诉他：“我喜欢你！”。&lt;br /&gt;却更庆幸自己没说出口，否则只会给他带来伤痛和难过。&lt;br /&gt;她不愿看见他难过、为自己操心。&lt;br /&gt;因为爱，所以选择自己去面对。她不想身边的人因为她而操心难过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她无法控制事情的严重性，可是她能把事情糟糕的程度减至最低。&lt;br /&gt;大概世界上的一切都是残酷现实。而人类也是善忘的，毕竟要记得事情多得很。&lt;br /&gt;于是，时间就是悲哀的良药，将负面的情绪，根据深浅度，慢慢的将其磨淡。&lt;br /&gt;就让最严重的时候，才让大家知道吧！&lt;br /&gt;那么他们就不用难过那么久了。&lt;br /&gt;时间久了，悲伤的缺口就被生活、岁月抚平。&lt;br /&gt;这是她唯一能做到的：把伤痛减至最低。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天早上，她看着镜子里的自己，日渐憔悴。&lt;br /&gt;每天都拖着疲乏的身躯上班，然后拖着倦意连连的自己回家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了家人，她最不舍得的就是他。&lt;br /&gt;老天爷当初不让这两个人在一次，也许都因为这两个人还不够人生经验。&lt;br /&gt;在他缺席的日子，她的生活可是精彩万分。结了婚，也离了婚。&lt;br /&gt;和她前夫生的孩子都快四岁了。&lt;br /&gt;兜兜转转了好几回，这两个人还是碰上了。&lt;br /&gt;他知道她过去的生活、婚姻失败； 她亦知道他从前的感情生活。&lt;br /&gt;他从一个轻佻的男孩，如今眼前的却是一个成熟的男人。&lt;br /&gt;这两个人发现对彼此仍然还有好感，她满以为这一次终于能在一起了。&lt;br /&gt;无奈，幸福和快乐仿佛就开了她一个玩笑。&lt;br /&gt;生命就在此时向她宣告，她的时间已经所剩无几了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许这次的相遇后的一别就是永别。&lt;br /&gt;她无悔。至少还能和他相遇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;凝视着眼前熟睡的他，她几乎是呵气的说：“对不起，我爱你”。&lt;br /&gt;眼泪滑过她的脸庞，右手却赶紧把泪水擦干。&lt;div 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title='对不起，我爱你'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5051207941658337970</id><published>2009-04-12T18:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:11:13.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>平凡的享受</title><content type='html'>离上课的时间还有半小时，她背着小提琴，在街上游荡着。&lt;br /&gt;她非常不喜欢这种感觉，因为很多目光都会落在她的身上，就纯粹因为肩上的小提琴。&lt;br /&gt;她就讨厌那种成为焦点感觉。&lt;br /&gt;她突然很想喝杯热腾腾的Capucino，更想躲在被窝里看书、听歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;腕表的时间缓慢的嘀嗒着。&lt;br /&gt;生活就是那么的神奇奥妙，甚至耐人寻味。&lt;br /&gt;等待的滋味就是如此五味杂陈的让着急、期待、渴望、兴奋……不停的交集着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身穿着黑色高领长袖配，搭着那近十年的浅蓝色牛仔裤；&lt;br /&gt;耳垂上挂着一双叶子型的耳环，随着不停脚步晃动。&lt;br /&gt;经过了那么多年，还是变得成熟了许多。&lt;br /&gt;很多人说成熟的人就该做一些成熟人该做的事情。&lt;br /&gt;时间和经历让她把生活调慢了许多，为了宁静安稳的生活质素。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她不喜欢应酬，因为她必须伪装。 包括结婚晚宴、生日派对、小孩弥月、升职庆功……等。&lt;br /&gt;在这些龙龙总总的场合中，那些伪君子的工作是必要的，是经历告诉她，也纯粹为了糊口。&lt;br /&gt;面对着那些满口铜臭的、话不投机的、搬弄是非的、浮夸肤浅的、爱出风头的……，&lt;br /&gt;的确有種让她想把他们掐死的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;而且还要浪费她一天的假期，一天让她透气、休息的时间。&lt;br /&gt;她的手机也很少会发出声音，除了家人和他；甚至好朋友都只会留言。&lt;br /&gt;大家都知道，她不喜欢接电话，对手机的敏感度也近乎零。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她是孤独的，也是天生喜欢孤独。孤独让她有一种安全感。&lt;br /&gt;不喜欢喋喋不休的说很多话之余，也不爱社交应酬。&lt;br /&gt;但是，她不讨厌有喧嚣的场合，只要她能成为旁观者，只要留给她一个不起眼的角落。&lt;br /&gt;身边的他也是一个不多话的，他就是爱她的沉默。&lt;br /&gt;他们的恋爱方式，在很多人眼中简直就是不可思议的；&lt;br /&gt;简单来说就像一杯不加糖的斋啡。&lt;br /&gt;他们的互动、相处大部分都是恬静的；看书、听歌、上网……等等。&lt;br /&gt;安静得让身边的人会错觉他们“安静”的结婚了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喂！你找我什么事？”&lt;br /&gt;“你下课后有时间吗？想说等你下课后，不如过来我家，有东西给你看。”&lt;br /&gt;“什么东西那么神秘兮兮？”&lt;br /&gt;“你来到就知道，你会喜欢的。”&lt;br /&gt;“好，待会儿见！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他知道她找了这本书很久。&lt;br /&gt;所以偷偷的在网上订购了，今天下午才收到。&lt;br /&gt;他们俩就是这样的平凡的爱着彼此，从来不贪恋、羡慕轰轰烈烈的爱情。&lt;br /&gt;可是小俩口就这么沉醉的享受着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;腕表响了。她上楼。&lt;br /&gt;从楼梯口就能听见楼上传来钢琴声。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5051207941658337970?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5051207941658337970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5051207941658337970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5051207941658337970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_12.html' title='平凡的享受'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5776527403355523104</id><published>2009-04-08T22:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>阿桑 (1975-2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SdzJYr0XAQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EmsR46AqQU4/s1600-h/sang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SdzJYr0XAQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EmsR46AqQU4/s400/sang.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322350285561463042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;转眼就两年半&lt;br /&gt;有谁不感叹时光荏苒&lt;br /&gt;人算不如天算&lt;br /&gt;人生怎会轻易被看穿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她曾经这样唱&lt;br /&gt;孤单是一个人的狂欢&lt;br /&gt;她说快乐的事容易分享&lt;br /&gt;难过的却需要时间帮忙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她也坚强的唱&lt;br /&gt;想开体谅我早已習慣&lt;br /&gt;她的歌声如此多愁善感&lt;br /&gt;文字行间感触世事无常&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生没有地久天长   也没有永远的感伤&lt;br /&gt;于是 叶子开始飞翔  飞向属于她的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always in memory 阿桑 (1975-2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5776527403355523104?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SdzJYr0XAQI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EmsR46AqQU4/s72-c/sang.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5640151576339546372</id><published>2009-04-08T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:15:42.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>空位</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我 的妻子因為意外事故離開我身邊已經四年了，我想，妻子留下不會做任何家事的我和孩子，她的心有何等難過呢？我也因為無法兼顧父母雙親的角色而感到挫折。有 一天我為了出差，清晨趕出門，無法將孩子打點好就得離開家，正巧前一天有剩下的飯，我熱了蒸蛋，向還沒有睡醒的孩子交代一聲，就出門去了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;為 了照顧好孩子飲食三餐的事，我也無力把自己的工作做好。有一天晚上回到家，我只是很簡短地和孩子打個招呼，就因為身體疲累，不想吃晚餐，脫掉西裝之後就直 接往床上躺下。就在那個時候，砰的一聲，紅色的湯汁跟泡麵瞬時弄髒了床單和被單，原來有碗泡麵在棉被裡！這小子真是的，說時遲那時快，我即時拿起一個衣 架，跑出去，往正玩著玩具的兒子的屁股就打，因為我實在是太生氣了，所&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;以不停地打他。但就在這個時候，他邊啜泣邊說了一段話，使我停了下來。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;兒 子告訴我說：「飯鍋裡的飯早上已經吃完了，晚餐在幼稚園吃了，但是到了晚上，爸爸還不回來，我就在櫥櫃的抽屜裡找到了泡麵。可是我想到爸爸說不能亂動瓦斯 爐，所以我就打開洗澡的水龍頭，用熱水泡了泡麵，一個自己吃，另一個想留給爸爸吃。因為怕泡麵涼掉，所以我就把它放在棉被裡，等你回來。可是因為我正在玩 向朋友借來的玩具，所以忘了跟爸爸講。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我 不想讓兒子看到我在流淚，所以衝到洗手間，將水龍頭打開，大聲地哭。過了一陣子之後，我打起精神來，一面哄著兒子，一面也在他屁股上擦藥，讓他上床睡覺。 當我清理好泡麵弄髒的床單和棉被後，打開兒子的房門一看，發現他仍舊發出哭泣聲，手裡還拿著媽媽的照片。我把頭靠在房門站了許久，看著這一幕。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;自從在一年前發生這件事之後，我為了扮演好媽媽的角色，更加用心地去照顧他。現在兒子快七歲了，不久後就要從幼稚園畢業，進入國小讀書。慶幸的是，兒子在這段時間毫無陰影，很開朗地成長。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;就 在不久前，我再一次打孩子，因為幼稚園來電話說，兒子沒有去學校，我心裡覺得很不安，所以早退回家，在整個社區裡大聲地喊他的名字，卻是遍尋不著。後來在 文具店的門口，看見他站在電玩的前面，於是我很生氣，又開始一直打他。兒子並沒有說出任何的解釋，只說了聲對不起。後來我才知道，原來剛好是幼稚園要邀請 媽媽去看才藝表演的日子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;發生這些事的幾天後，兒子回家說，他在幼稚園裡學了寫字，從此他經常關在自己的房間裡不出來，很認真地寫字。我看到兒子這個樣子，想到妻子在天國也一定會因為看到他這樣而微笑，我就無法忍住淚水。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;時 間很快，又過了一年，到了冬天，街頭上都在播放著聖誕節的歌曲，我的兒子卻又闖了一個禍。我正要下班的時候，接到一通社區郵局的電話，說我兒子把一綑沒有 寫地址的信，惡作劇地放在郵筒裡。每年到了年底，正是郵局最忙碌的時候，所以這對他們造成很大的困擾。雖然我已決定不再打孩子，但在急忙趕回家後，叫了兒 子來，我又忍不住痛打他一頓。兒子這一次只是說他做錯了，卻沒有講出任何理由。我把他推到一個角落，不管了，自個兒跑到郵局領回那一綑惡作劇的信。我把信 丟到他眼前說：「你為什麼要這樣惡作劇？」兒子哭著回答說：「這些信是我要寄給媽媽的。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;當時我的眼眶紅了起來，心裡很激動，但是因為在兒子面前，所以我盡量隱忍住沒有表現出來。我接著問他：「那麼，為什麼一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;次寄這麼多信呢？」兒子回答說：「以前我要把信投進去的時候，因為個兒太矮，所以沒辦法投入，但是最近我再去郵筒時，已經搆得到了，所以我就把以前沒有寄的，一次全部都投進入了。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我聽了以後，心中一片茫然，不知道該對孩子說什麼話。過了不久以後，我就跟他說：「媽媽現在在天上，以後你寫完信，把信燒了，就能送到天國去。」等孩子睡著之&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;後，我到外面燒了那些信。我很好奇到底孩子想跟媽媽說些什麼，所以讀了其中的幾封信。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;而當中有一封信攪動了我的心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;親愛的媽媽：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我很想念你！媽媽，今天在幼稚園有才藝表演，但是因為我沒有媽媽，所以沒有去參加，我也沒有告訴爸爸，怕爸爸會想念媽媽。爸爸到處去找我，但我為了讓爸爸看到我很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;開心的樣子，所以故意坐在電動玩具面前，雖然爸爸罵我，但是我到最後也沒有告訴他原因。媽媽，我每天都看到爸爸因為想念媽媽而哭泣，我想爸爸也跟我一樣，很想念媽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;媽吧！但是，媽，我現在已經記不清楚你的臉。媽媽，請你讓我在夢中，再一次能夠看到你的臉，好嗎？聽說把想念的人的照片放在懷裡睡覺，就會夢到那個人。可是，媽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;媽，為什麼你沒有出現在我的夢裡呢？」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;讀完這封信以後，我就開始嚎啕大哭。到底什麼時候，我才能填補妻子的空位呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;給&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;已經結婚的女同事：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;不要加太多班，工作做不完，一定是公司的某些地方出問題了，一定要將問題反應給妳的老闆，一直加班也不見的有用的，請務必要照顧自己的身體，才可以好好疼惜妳的小&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;寶貝。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;給&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;已經結婚的男同事：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;不要喝太多酒，不要抽太多煙，請問我們的生意，我們的客戶，有比我們的身體重要嗎？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一定要想一想，有沒有辦法做到客人非我們不行，我們的差異化在哪裡，我們是否真的懂客人的心，這比拼命喝酒，還重要，請務必要照顧自己的身體，才可以好好疼惜妳的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;小寶貝和你的愛人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;給&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;還沒有結婚的男同事和女同事：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;美其實是從愛自己的身體開始&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;（蔣勳，身體美學）。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;無入而不自得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;（孔子）。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;妳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;你們一定要很自在，工作才能做的好，如果工作讓你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;妳們的心情做的很辛苦，代表的是我們的公司不夠聰明，那也是公司什麼地方不對了，要勇敢的說出來，不要讓不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;聰明的工作與老闆，傷害了妳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:宋体;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;你們的身體。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5640151576339546372?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6885609867238697716</id><published>2009-03-30T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:11:28.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>愛情墳墓</title><content type='html'>他最後還是選擇了自己。她的倔強也讓她吃盡了苦頭。&lt;br /&gt;這個年頭竟然還有像她這樣天真爛漫的女人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她曾經以爲自己懷了他的骨肉。&lt;br /&gt;她忍不住告訴他，可是她卻不想也不打算和他結婚。&lt;br /&gt;都說要分手了，還怎麽勉強過一輩子呢？&lt;br /&gt;反正，她也不是沒有辦法獨立撫養一個小孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“妳怎麽可以那麽自私？妳有沒有想過我的感受？”電話那頭傳來他激動的聲音。&lt;br /&gt;“你能保證我和孩子以後的生活是幸福快樂的？”她平靜的說。&lt;br /&gt;“……”他語塞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他讓她明白到幸福不能勉強的。&lt;br /&gt;就算她多麽的愛他，可是他始終背叛了她。&lt;br /&gt;她沒有辦法保證自己能夠下半輩子都能不再提起這件事。&lt;br /&gt;竟然沒有把握自己的幸福，爲什麽還要往那頭鑽？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cass,報告出來了。你沒身孕。&lt;br /&gt;可能最近的工作壓力太大吧！所以月期才會遲了那麽多。放鬆一些吧！”&lt;br /&gt;她的婦科醫生說到。&lt;br /&gt;她突然感到深深的失落感。&lt;br /&gt;她苦笑，原來自己還是那麽喜歡小孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個月過去了，她明顯的開朗很多。&lt;br /&gt;夢醒了。對他的心也死了。&lt;br /&gt;他偶爾還是會找她，言詞閒還是能夠聼出他想復合的機會。&lt;br /&gt;目前，她很享受一個人的生活，要她捨棄倒也是個大問題。&lt;br /&gt;分開已經成爲了事實，對她來説也不會有U-turn了。&lt;br /&gt;說怎麽也不可能再回到愛情墳墓吧？&lt;br /&gt;如今，她連為他們之間的愛情舉辦一個哀悼會也覺得費神費力費時。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何必自討苦吃？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6885609867238697716?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6885609867238697716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>某個無聊透頂的下午，安安遊覽到小喆的網站。&lt;br /&gt;不經意中翻閲著小喆的網上日記。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六年前的秋天，小喆失戀了。&lt;br /&gt;日子當然也不好過。&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽會分開呢？小喆沒說。&lt;br /&gt;安安心想：情侶分開通常都是因爲對方給的不是自己要的。&lt;br /&gt;她深深的嘆了一口氣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分開了以後，小喆買了一個大鉄箱。&lt;br /&gt;把他們倆的回憶和所有關聯的小物件，都通通放進這個箱子裏頭。&lt;br /&gt;就在箱子被關上的一刻，他們之間就仿佛划上了句號。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接下來一年的情人節兩天前，小喆獨自逛了P購物廣場。&lt;br /&gt;心裏想的都是她。&lt;br /&gt;想給她買只小熊，就沖著她喜歡小熊。&lt;br /&gt;她的黑色幽默把他帶離那家小熊店。&lt;br /&gt;畢竟，他們曾經有過的愛情，連一只小熊都不值得了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經的小喆想為她開一閒店鋪，專賣小熊的。&lt;br /&gt;店名就叫《思念你》。&lt;br /&gt;二十四小時營業，不打烊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，小喆卻寫起日記來。&lt;br /&gt;小喆天生是一個万人迷，追隨他消息的大有人在。&lt;br /&gt;可是他都不在乎，依然故我的寫著自己的情緒。&lt;br /&gt;然後日記漸漸少了，由一些他的畫冊代替。&lt;br /&gt;只不過仍然斷斷續續的散發著那淡淡的思念……&lt;br /&gt;後期，他的網站就不停出現很多關於愛情的小故事和文章等等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間真的是良藥。&lt;br /&gt;它依照情感的深淺，用了時間的長短的配方，慢慢把悲傷的情緒磨滅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在最新的帖子裏，看見一些他旅行時的照片。&lt;br /&gt;依然那麽自我和倜儻，甚至搞笑。&lt;br /&gt;笑容回來了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來感覺到他照片裏的笑容是幸福的。&lt;br /&gt;因爲他身邊多了另一個她。那是春天的發生的事情。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2999196743027107670?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2999196743027107670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2999196743027107670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2999196743027107670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='良藥'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4387887384131253963</id><published>2009-02-25T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:12:03.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>离婚</title><content type='html'>东方情人节、西方情人节都过了。&lt;br /&gt;她仍然住在娘家。&lt;br /&gt;算一算，她离开那个曾经以为会幸福的家已经半年多了。&lt;br /&gt;更没想到的是，结婚至今还不到一年就闹到这种地步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;该说什么呢？能怪谁？&lt;br /&gt;说到底，结婚不是一朝一夕所下的决定吧！&lt;br /&gt;是因为自己的面子吗？&lt;br /&gt;还是住在同一屋檐下才发现原来对方有很多生活习惯是自己无法接受的？&lt;br /&gt;还是一直朋友，卻不知何時開始對他有了異樣的感覺的他，让自己和丈夫有了个鸿沟的差别。&lt;br /&gt;而那个他的确很优秀，比自己的丈夫更满足了她的择偶条件。&lt;br /&gt;身为人妻，或许不是做得很好，但自己是这么认为，也一直朝著這個方向努力的。&lt;br /&gt;无奈的是，努力和真心过后，都很现实的。事实是，一个人的努力和真心也未必能让故事圆满的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;丈夫的不信任，引爆了一次又一次的争吵。&lt;br /&gt;每次争吵以后，都只剩下更大的伤痕和对和丈夫的感情更觉得疲乏无力。&lt;br /&gt;而那个她总是为她的难过心疼……&lt;br /&gt;丈夫的輕佻、曖昧，甚至狂浪無情，都已经不重要了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一段感情不该建设在压力和负面的情绪中。&lt;br /&gt;她成全了丈夫，选择了放手。也结束了不足一年的感情。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4387887384131253963?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4387887384131253963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I found this article from Sunday Star as my uncle forwarded it to me today. It's really touching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr  style="height: 3px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;By SHAKUNTHALA DEVI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I RECEIVED a message on my Friendster account the other day. It was one of those forwarded messages, the type I would usually scan briefly before hitting “delete”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But this message, written in Bahasa Malaysia, started with a simple question that caught my attention. A rough translation of it goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Have you ever watched your parents while they were asleep? Your father’s body, once big and strong but now, the big is withered and the strong is weaker. Wisps of grey peek out from his hair, wrinkles now “scar” his forehead and face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“This man works hard every day and would sacrifice anything to make sure his family is provided for and his children get the best education possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Or how about your mother, whose soft hands once cuddled and held you close when you were a baby? Now, those hands are dry and rough, bearing evidence of the challenges she faced just for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“This woman takes care of our daily needs, constantly nagging and scolding us because of her love for us. But sadly, we often misconstrue her love as control and unfairness.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have never thought of watching my parents while they slept. I’ve watched my cousins sleep when they were babies, all round and cuddly and sweet smelling. But watch my parents? No way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But after reading this message, I realised that there was indeed much truth in it. In fact, my parents do not have to be asleep for me to realise that they have aged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just looking at my mother walk tells me that her legs are not as strong as they were before. Or hearing her ask me for help with that flowerpot in the garden, the one she used to be able to push and drag around the garden without my help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or watching my dad lift a 10kg bag of rice. I can easily carry that bag now. I am young. But to him, it is a struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What do all these observations tell me? Yes, my parents have aged. They are ageing, just as I am ageing. But as I age towards my best years and become stronger, they in turn are becoming weaker. They were once the caregivers and I the receiver. In time, I know our roles will reverse. Like it or not, want it to or not, this is life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I suppose I have always subconsciously thought that my parents would always be with me, never growing old. It took that message to make me realise that my parents are not immortal. That they, too, will one day leave the world and me. Until then, I will make good use of our time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By the way, I’m forwarding that message to all my family and friends to remind them to appreciate what they have now. It will not last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6351320288657278099?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2008/3/2/lifefocus/18766748&amp;sec=lifefocus' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6351320288657278099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-watched-them-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6351320288657278099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6351320288657278099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-watched-them-sleep.html' title='Have you watched them sleep?'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8883290691643541965</id><published>2009-02-10T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:12:21.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫小説'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='都市男女'/><title type='text'>自私</title><content type='html'>她最后放弃了。&lt;br /&gt;放弃了颓废，放弃了迷醉在孤独执著的感情里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他是不明白，当初她苦苦哀求挽留，怎么一瞬间不见了。&lt;br /&gt;她变心了吗？不是说过对他的爱深不见底吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她快乐的走在街道上。&lt;br /&gt;那种轻松和自由是过去两年内所失去了。&lt;br /&gt;“久违的风，你回来了！”她心说着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她舍去他，不是不爱他。&lt;br /&gt;而是她更爱自己。她没有办法让自己一辈子照顾他。&lt;br /&gt;在她的心里，他还是个小孩。&lt;br /&gt;可她更需要的是一个能够照顾她、体谅她的。&lt;br /&gt;毕竟她真的需要很多的自由和空间的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说：“你给了我很大的压力。那种压力，已经影响了我的生活。”&lt;br /&gt;讶异的她，早就知道这个问题的存在。&lt;br /&gt;其实她自己已经深深的被这股压力压得透不过气了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两个自私的人到最后还是选择了分开。&lt;br /&gt;她清楚知道，她曾经很爱他。&lt;br /&gt;但是她需要的男人应该是一个成熟、幽默又能照顾她、爱她。&lt;br /&gt;虽然他也很喜欢运动，可惜在她眼里他不够成熟。&lt;br /&gt;他让她觉得他仍在找寻自己的方向，很容易受某些人的影响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她在他眼中，是一个很依赖他的女子。&lt;br /&gt;算是一个很好的伴侣，可是他无法给她安稳的感情生活。&lt;br /&gt;因为他被外面的世界深深吸引着。他不想自己的双翼被绑住。&lt;br /&gt;更甚的是，他为自己的出轨作了很多借口。&lt;br /&gt;原来这一切都因为自己不够爱她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这两个世界的人，还是因为自我、自私而分开了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8883290691643541965?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8883290691643541965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8883290691643541965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8883290691643541965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title='自私'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3498185482072882402</id><published>2009-02-09T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>就走到这里</title><content type='html'>Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;黑白是非 我们走到这里&lt;br /&gt;剩下的就只有分离&lt;br /&gt;改不掉你不要的权力&lt;br /&gt;也骗不了自己厌倦了的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;流过眼泪 也拥有过甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;仅有的一句对不起&lt;br /&gt;在心里一直不能静止&lt;br /&gt;我没办法适应这样的自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎会变得如此疲惫&lt;br /&gt;爱得太浓 让人伤痕累累&lt;br /&gt;想不明白为何对你好竟是一种罪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;生活过得如此狼狈&lt;br /&gt;每晚失眠都想把自己灌醉&lt;br /&gt;你要的不是我所能给&lt;br /&gt;坚持只会让自己增添愚味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;明白我们都不完美&lt;br /&gt;不想去追究是谁辜负了谁&lt;br /&gt;原谅我的直接和干脆&lt;br /&gt;失去你的世界也不会崩溃 (我安静的回到自己的世界)&lt;div 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title='就走到这里'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8280873428084825679</id><published>2009-01-10T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:30:45.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgwmiYSRkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYknlyok3y0/s1600-h/angel-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgwmiYSRkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYknlyok3y0/s320/angel-0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289531200968476226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park.&lt;br /&gt;         Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad.&lt;br /&gt;         Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat            and watched the people go by.&lt;br /&gt;         She never tried to speak. She never said a word.&lt;br /&gt;         Many people passed by her, but no one would stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The next            day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little            girl would still be there.&lt;br /&gt;         Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday,            and still with the same sad look in her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today,            I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;         For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for            young children to play alone.&lt;br /&gt;         As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress was            grotesquely shaped.&lt;br /&gt;         I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort            to speak to her.&lt;br /&gt;         Deformities are a low blow to our society and,&lt;br /&gt;         heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.          &lt;br /&gt;         As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid            my intent stare.&lt;br /&gt;         As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly.          &lt;br /&gt;         She was grotesquely shaped in a humped-over form.&lt;br /&gt;         I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.&lt;br /&gt;         I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello.&lt;br /&gt;         The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi, after a long stare            into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;         I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and            the park was completely empty.&lt;br /&gt;         I asked the girl why she was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;         The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because I'm different."          &lt;br /&gt;         I immediately said, "That you are!" and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;         The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know.&lt;br /&gt;         I said, "you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;         She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said,            "Really? "&lt;br /&gt;         "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all            those people walking by."&lt;br /&gt;         She nodded her head," yes", and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;         With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings            to spread,&lt;br /&gt;         then she said "I am. I'm your Guardian Angel, with a twinkle in her            eye.&lt;br /&gt;         I was speechless - sure I was seeing things.&lt;br /&gt;         She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job            here is done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; I got            to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel? "&lt;br /&gt;         She looked at me, smiled, and said, "Your'e the only one that could            see me", and then she was gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And with            that, my life was changed dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;         So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always            watching over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8280873428084825679?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8280873428084825679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8280873428084825679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8280873428084825679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgwmiYSRkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/OYknlyok3y0/s72-c/angel-0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4869102777868459006</id><published>2009-01-10T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:30:45.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgsU3HMRbI/AAAAAAAAAk4/39SADYU0Jmg/s1600-h/_angels_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgsU3HMRbI/AAAAAAAAAk4/39SADYU0Jmg/s320/_angels_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289526499249767858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger&lt;br /&gt;angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then last night as we slept in the farmers bed, the angel of death came for his&lt;br /&gt;wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every out come is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go.&lt;br /&gt;Some people become friends and stay awhile...&lt;br /&gt;leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts...&lt;br /&gt;and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!!Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift，&lt;br /&gt;That's why it's called the present!&lt;br /&gt;I think this is special...live and savor every&lt;br /&gt;moment...This is not a dress rehearsal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4869102777868459006?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4869102777868459006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/angels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4869102777868459006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4869102777868459006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2009/01/angels.html' title='Angels'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SWgsU3HMRbI/AAAAAAAAAk4/39SADYU0Jmg/s72-c/_angels_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7748560395663898043</id><published>2009-01-10T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:55:30.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>葉子的離開 是因為風的追求 還是樹的不挽留 -藤井樹</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;葉子的離開 是因為風的追求 還是樹的不挽留 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1099/1068761931_01e2094bcd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;葉子的離開，是因為風的追求，還是樹的不挽留…&lt;br /&gt;葉子，走不進樹的世界;&lt;br /&gt;葉子，得不到樹的永遠;&lt;br /&gt;葉子，心碎了不只千遍。&lt;br /&gt;樹沒感覺!這份愛怎麼給…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;《葉子》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高中時，喜歡蒐集葉子，why？因為我覺得，一片葉子要離開它長期依賴的樹，好勇敢哩！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高中三年，我和一個男孩子很好，不算男女朋友那種好，是好朋友那種好，但是在他交第一個女朋友時，我學會了一種不該有的感覺，吃醋。心中的酸，不是一顆檸 檬可以比喻，那就像是100顆臭酸的檸檬，酸到不行，他們只在一起兩個月，當他們分手，我還得掩飾自己心中強烈的喜悅，但是一個月後，他和另一個女孩子在 一起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡他，也知道他喜歡我，可是他為什麼總是不追我呢？明明喜歡彼此，為什麼不行動？每當他交一個女朋友，我就心痛一次，一次又一次的打擊，讓我不禁懷 疑，是我一廂情願嗎？不愛我，為什麼要對我那麼好？他對我的好，已經不是普通朋友可以做到。喜歡一個人，好難過，我可以清楚的知道他的喜好、習慣，唯獨他 對我的感覺，我猜不透，難道要我這個女孩子去開口嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;儘管如此，我還是想在他身邊，關心他、陪他、愛他，也許算是一種等待的行為，等待他回來愛我，就像每天晚上等他的電話、等他的簡訊，我知道，就算他再忙， 也會撥出一些時間給我。這樣的等待，陪了我三年，等待是難熬的，是令人想放棄的，但等到的那一剎那，讓人第二天會繼續等下去。這樣的煎熬，這樣的痛苦，這 樣的幸福，這樣的矛盾，陪了我三年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到三年級下學期，高二有個學弟喜歡上我，每天的熱情追求，令我從一開始的拒絕，漸漸願意挪出我心房的一些位置給他。他像一陣溫柔而持久的風，撩撥我這片 搖搖欲墜的葉子，到最後，我發現我已經不想只留一點點的位置給這陣風，我知道這陣風，會帶我這片傷痕累累的葉子，到更幸福的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是我離開了樹，樹只是笑笑，沒有挽留。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;「葉子的離開，是因為風的追求，還是樹的不挽留？」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是因為風的追求... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;《風》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為我喜歡的女孩子叫葉子，因為她有一棵令她依戀的樹，所以我要當一陣風，一陣呵護她的風。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次看見她，是高二我轉學來一個月後的事，個子小小的她坐在球場旁，一雙眼凝視著同和我在球場的學長，每天的社團時間，她總會坐在那裡，一個人，和朋 友，她的眼光依舊凝視著他，當他和女孩子打打鬧鬧，她的眼中有淚，當他看向她，她眼中有笑。看她成了我的習慣，就像她愛看他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天她沒來，我心中沒來由的焦慮與不安，我無法解釋那種感覺，除了不安，還是不安，而且那學長竟然也不在。我衝去他們教室，躲在外面，看著學長罵她，她 的眼淚，他的離去。第二天，她依舊坐在場邊，看著他，我走過去，對她笑一笑，拿了張紙條給她，她先是驚訝看著我，然後笑笑地收下。&lt;br /&gt;隔天，她拿著紙條出現在我面前，然後離開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「葉子的心太沉重，風吹不動。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「不是葉子的心太沉重，是葉子根本就不想離開樹。」我回給她這段話後，她漸漸會和我說話，收我的禮物，接我的電話。我知道她喜歡的不是我，但我還是有毅力一定要讓她喜歡上我，四個月內我告白了&lt;br /&gt;不下20次，每一次她都轉移話題，但我還是不會放棄，我決定要的人，我就一定會給它追過來！一直到不知道第幾次的告白，出了口，雖然知道她一定會又說到別的事，但還是有一絲絲希望她的答應，沒想到她都不說話....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「妳在幹嘛？怎麼不說話？」我對著話筒說。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『我在點頭。』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「啊？」我不敢相信自己的耳朵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『我在點頭！』她大聲叫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我甩掉電話，匆匆披上一件衣服，上了機車，衝去她們家按門鈴，當她開門的那一剎那，緊緊抱住她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;「葉子的離開，是因為風的追求，還是樹的不挽留？」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; ------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 葉子的離開...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;《樹》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;會叫樹的原因，是因為我擅長畫水彩畫，最愛畫樹，久而久之，我的畫作右下方索性以一棵樹來代表我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高中三年交過五個女朋友，有一個女孩子，我很愛她，卻遲遲不敢追，她沒有美麗的面孔，沒有姣好的身材，沒有撩人的魅力，一個再平凡不過的女孩子。我喜歡 她，真的真的很喜歡她，喜歡她的單純、直率、可愛。不追她的原因，也許是潛意識覺得平凡如她配不上我；也許是因為怕在一起後，一切的好感都會消失；也許\ 是怕外人的指指點點傷害了她；也許是覺得，她會是我的，不用急著為了她而放棄一切。最後這個原因，讓她陪了我三年，讓她看著我和別的女孩子廝混了三年，讓 她心痛了三年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她很想當一個好演員，但我卻像一個嚴苛的導演。我和第二個女朋友在廁所接吻，被她撞見，她尷尬的笑笑說：「Go on！」然後跑掉....第二天，她眼睛腫得跟核桃一樣，我故意不去猜想是誰讓她哭成這樣，嘲笑了她一天，她在所有人都回家後，在教室哭了起來，她並不知 道練球後回來拿東西的我，看了她一個多小時。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的第四個女朋友，一直很不喜歡她，有次她們兩個吵了起來，我知道依她的個性不會去惹事，但我還是護著女朋友，她被我吼了一下後，愣住！眼淚滑了下來，我無視她的眼淚，陪女友走出教室，第二天，她依舊嘻嘻哈哈的和我開玩笑，我知道她很難過，但她不會知道我的心不比她好受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我和第五個女朋友分手時，我約她出去玩，玩了一天....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我對她說：「我有事要對妳說。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她說：『真巧！我也有 事要對你說。』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我和她分手了。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『我和他在一起了。』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道「他」是誰，他追她也有一陣子了，是個蠻可愛的男孩子，活潑有趣，充滿了熱情，追她追得滿城風雨。我不能表現自己的心痛，只能笑笑地恭喜她，但當我 回到家，心中的痛楚強烈得令我無法承受，像有個千斤重的石頭壓在我胸口，我無法呼吸，想大叫卻叫不出來，眼淚竟然滑了下來，我掩面大哭，多少次，我也看著 她為了那個不願承認的人掩面大哭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畢業典禮時，我在手機上發現了一封簡訊，這是十天前，我掩面大哭時傳來的，只是我一直沒有去開過機。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「葉子的離開，是因為風的追求，還是樹的不挽留？」&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7748560395663898043?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7748560395663898043/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SUyalYoRaLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/n_r8EMPm1Ts/s1600-h/ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/SUyalYoRaLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/n_r8EMPm1Ts/s320/ff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281766430055950514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;平安夜我一个人窝在家里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;在暖炉边想着在城外的你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;怀里是你去年送的小熊teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;告诉自己身边不缺你的气息&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;屋子里充满了你最爱的旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;我在等你的一句深情的我爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;不如明年我也送你一只小熊Teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;让它替我好好陪伴你走过一年四季&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So true, for you, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me “hon, love you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;把我带到幸福的国度&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;收集所有快乐甜蜜的音符&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;串成浪漫动人的情书　hmm~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;love you, miss you, just you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From my heart it’s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;想听你说Aishiteru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;爱上圣诞的红配绿爱上你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Dearest Santa, all I wish for Christmas is him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love you, teddy….请你相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;你是我的little teddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will you love me … Come stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it’s just that easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;written on 05/Dec/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5748654721620899135?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;整只箭猪似的，怎么跳啊？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2166171972956608143?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2166171972956608143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-jump-you-jump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2166171972956608143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2166171972956608143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-jump-you-jump.html' title='I jump, you jump?'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-2577977281124304552</id><published>2008-12-06T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>静了</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STpANLk0VYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jB5MuDKEId4/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276600508607649154" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STpANLk0VYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jB5MuDKEId4/s400/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听说北京那里还是秋天&lt;br /&gt;飘完了红叶片&lt;br /&gt;很快就要下白色的雪&lt;br /&gt;这里却都是阴天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在机场的那一刻到今天&lt;br /&gt;也没再见过面&lt;br /&gt;思念像撒落满地的线&lt;br /&gt;早在呼吸里缠绵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眨眼间 多几天 又一年&lt;br /&gt;失去的不只是一点点&lt;br /&gt;不知觉走入回忆的房间&lt;br /&gt;爱情残酷得叫人直心碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到今天 想昨天 谈明天&lt;br /&gt;失眠的晚上被酒灌醉&lt;br /&gt;醉醒后发现眼角的泪水&lt;br /&gt;不停掩饰想思念的狼狈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那个我爱的人 还在我心里面&lt;br /&gt;如影随形的陪我到今天&lt;br /&gt;没多余的勇气 只好躲在后面&lt;br /&gt;安静的想念 安静的躲着 安静的……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2577977281124304552?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2577977281124304552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2577977281124304552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2577977281124304552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_06.html' title='静了'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STpANLk0VYI/AAAAAAAAAd0/jB5MuDKEId4/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-863563971367731210</id><published>2008-11-30T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:53:44.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫散文'/><title type='text'>戏子</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STJM2x-e5RI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jrn4dTVrYPA/s1600-h/xiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274362617616327954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STJM2x-e5RI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jrn4dTVrYPA/s400/xiz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;一台戏、一个故事都在细述着一段人生，亦是生活情节里那一段栩栩如生的呼吸。&lt;br /&gt;的而且确戏子有欺骗台下观众的本领，始终他/她无法欺骗得了自己的一颗心。&lt;br /&gt;是非对错、爱恨黑白，这一切都没有人有本事连自己都瞒得过。&lt;br /&gt;什么原因让一个人掩饰自己？自卑？名利？贪？抑或根本这就是人性？&lt;br /&gt;有者是形势所逼；有者为求达到目的。&lt;br /&gt;无论最终是为什么，他们还是逃不过自己的真心、真感觉。&lt;br /&gt;每个人都有过虚伪、掩饰的经验。因此每个人都是一个戏子，自己生命里的戏子。&lt;br /&gt;要当一个称职的戏子并不容易，首要便是忘我的投入角色。&lt;br /&gt;同时要做好心理准备会失去很多很多属于自己的空间和自由，或甚至乎珍贵的东西或身边的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;毕竟一颗真挚的心，真的很难在这个年代生存。&lt;br /&gt;若有的话，到最后只会遍体鳞伤，甚至被“壮烈牺牲”。&lt;br /&gt;但是，我始终相信，这个世界上仍旧存在着不愿当戏子的人。&lt;br /&gt;即使他们明知后果可能不敌这个充满谎言和虚伪的世界；&lt;br /&gt;纵使都最后他们或许在残酷冰冷的血战中牺牲，&lt;br /&gt;但是那一份对真诚的执著、对真心的信仰和忠贞，直教人惊叹、敬佩！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-863563971367731210?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/863563971367731210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/863563971367731210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/863563971367731210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title='戏子'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STJM2x-e5RI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jrn4dTVrYPA/s72-c/xiz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5221777464282873602</id><published>2008-11-17T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:33:20.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>妙手仁心III——清风（Henry）的文章</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV DIR="ltr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;记得最开始写专栏的时候，很多身边的朋友会很好奇的问我，作为一个医生，懂得的只是救人治病的学问，要是写文章，试问能有多少趣味可以和别人分享呢？&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;其实到了今天，我仍然不懂得回答这个问题，我只是相信，在医学界里面同样可以见到医学以外的人性善恶和喜怒哀乐，正如我见过刚刚出生的婴儿，拥有一副白璧无瑕的躯体，再见到成年人因为种种原因在皮肤上留下一个又一个伤痕，往往总会令我不期联想到这些成长中越来越多的疮疤，正好对照人生经历中越来越多的遗憾。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;有人会因为拥有疤痕而自豪，但有更多的人会因为疤痕而自卑，他们会掩饰它、清除它，最终只是希望忘记它。但在医学角度上看，疤痕本来就是我们身体对创伤所作的一种记忆，目的就是要我们记住它，从中学会警惕、学会教训。所以最终就算你想忘记它，亦先要有勇气去面对它……&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;—— Henry 于妙3第20集结尾&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;HR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;德国人有一句谚语，意思大概是，树木结疤的地方也是树干最坚强的地方。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;在大自然中，树木会受风吹雨打，树干、树枝会倾倒、会折断，但同样有机会会愈合，会有机会再继续生长下去，而当中折断的地方，虽然会长得比其他的树难看，但就是这些部分，也同时会是这棵树上最坚硬最有力的地方，可靠的支撑着整棵树继续成长，向高空发展。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;这句谚语背后的道理，我相信许多读者都会明白，因为每一个人都有他自己一个饱受风吹雨打的故事，不管你是因为至爱离开人世，还是只是简简单单工作、事业上的不如意。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;我无意去比较每一个人心目中的挫折、遗憾会是哪一种重要些，在这一刻，我只相信在万物之灵主宰这个地球之前，大自然早已经赋予我们一种生存的本领，而这种本领，会是帮助我们成长，就算在挫折过后同样可以迎风而立，就好比谚语中所讲的老树干一样……&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0099cc&gt;—— Henry于妙3第21集开头&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;HR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;记得最初学医的时候，曾经有一位老前辈教我们，要学会怎么样同病人之间保持一种微妙的距离。结果不知是不是成为了职业病，我对我身边的伴侣也在不知不觉间保持住这一种距离。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;老前辈的一番用心良苦，无非是想我们明白，医生并不是上帝，生老病死是必然的，所以如果对病人投放太多的个人情绪化，关心同期望，最终只会失望，只会影响到我们对其他病人的专业判断。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;而我也都已经忘记，不知是由几时开始，我对于感情生活也只可以这样看，不要奢望，不抱希望，自然不会失望，结果也就是不去开始，不去发展，最终自然不用承受分开的痛苦。但除此之外，我们还可以有几多种选择？&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9900&gt;&lt;EM&gt;—— Henry于妙3第25集开头&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;HR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;某一日，有一位同事突然之间约我同他赛跑，我当然不会单单因为他笑我有中年危机而上当，反而因为他的另一句话，令我不禁反问自己，究竟在我们平凡又安定的生活里面，我们是不是已经失去了勇气，去挑战一些自以为不需要做，又或者做不到的事？&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;其实勇气同承担本来就是一对孪生兄弟，如果你觉得自己早已经失去了勇气，又或者是你早已经忘记了什么叫承担，否则勇气它不会白白在你心目中消失。正如有人以为够胆去了结自己的生命，这样就叫做有勇气，但我相信，最后他们总会明白，面对生命，坦然接受亲人、朋友的关怀，这一份承担本身就是一种好大的勇气的表现。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV&gt;在我们的世界，不一定事事都需要一个漫画英雄来拯救世人，因为我们每每都可以在我们自己生命中，某年某月某件事里面，做自己的英雄……&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV align=right&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff00cc&gt;—— Henry于妙3第25集结尾&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5221777464282873602?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5221777464282873602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/iiihenry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5221777464282873602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5221777464282873602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/iiihenry.html' title='妙手仁心III——清风（Henry）的文章'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5547905185934238901</id><published>2008-11-17T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:33:20.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>Is hell is exothermic or Endothermic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;The following is an actual question given on a &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;University of Washington&lt;/span&gt; engineering mid-term. The answer was so "profound" that the Professor shared it with colleagues, and the sharing obviously hasn't ceased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Endothermic&lt;/span&gt; (absorbs heat)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the students wrote Proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law, (gas cools off when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let us look at the &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;different religions&lt;/span&gt; that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa Banyan during my Freshman year, "...that it will be a &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;cold day in Hell&lt;/span&gt; before I sleep with you.", and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then, #2 cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This student received the only A.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5547905185934238901?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5547905185934238901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-hell-is-exothermic-or-endothermic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5547905185934238901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5547905185934238901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-hell-is-exothermic-or-endothermic.html' title='Is hell is exothermic or Endothermic'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6293671675602134636</id><published>2008-11-17T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:33:20.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='转载'/><title type='text'>Don't Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;When things go wrong as they sometimes will, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When funds are low and the debts are high, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest, if you must, but don't you quit. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As every one of us sometimes learns. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up though the pace seems slow -&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may succeed with another blow. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is failure turned inside out -&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems so far: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst that you must not quit. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6293671675602134636?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6293671675602134636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/don-quit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6293671675602134636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6293671675602134636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/don-quit.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Quit'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7112945500222273684</id><published>2008-11-17T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:54:47.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>如果</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;如果世界只剩下60分钟&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，一切都只有兵荒马乱&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;庆幸世界还在转动着&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界还算天下太平&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果秒针能够为我停留&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不好，这样会惹起无谓纷争&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我宁愿要它继续前进 &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我期待未来&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果你是山伯我是英台&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们岂不是要来一段殉情记？&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸好我不姓祝，你不姓梁&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才逃过了一场悲剧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;生命没有太多如果&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以要勇敢接受&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;管他 是巧合 是错过&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是忧郁 还是懦弱&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7112945500222273684?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7112945500222273684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7112945500222273684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7112945500222273684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='如果'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3467513868058219117</id><published>2008-10-25T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:54:47.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫詩詞'/><title type='text'>戒</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;对不起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我有很多缺点和坏习惯，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;明明知道那都对自己不好；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;就是无法戒掉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3467513868058219117?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3467513868058219117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3467513868058219117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3467513868058219117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='戒'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6145084696571446338</id><published>2008-09-29T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:53:44.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫散文'/><title type='text'>时间的尾巴</title><content type='html'>人的生命是脆弱的，自古以来都是这样。我们都知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;付出的，获得的；时过境迁后，只剩下了回忆。当我们回头看时，回忆或许清晰，也或许模糊；甚至会傻笑过去的傻气和执著。其实，曾经拥有的那些时光就仿如一声再会就销声匿迹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人的一生里面，遇到各种不同的人。我今天遇到的人，可能就是聚散匆匆的一种，亦可能是细水长流的。今天我信错了人，并不代表下一次遇到另一个人也是坏的。同是，不付出并不代表不会难过。很肯定的是，无论你遇上的会是什么人，你都会学习些什么东西。也许你没有察觉到你已经学会了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无可否认，相聚欢，别离愁；亦无可避免。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的生命就被时间牵着走。时间是很残酷的东西，永远不会和你说人情、讨价还价。就算你再怎么痛恨它、贿赂它；它也无动于衷，拿它没撤！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间可以是悲剧，同时也是喜剧。因为它见证了生命的诞生，生命的枯萎；甚至一切物换星移。种种的笑声与泪水，都不停的交集，不停地轮流演出。人生的舞台实在很大。当开心的时候，发现也有朋友在难过中还给自己送上祝福，那一份感动的确是非笔墨能形容的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间就是青春的侩子手，正如相思快乐难两全一样。D从初中二开始和病魔战斗，直至命运在2005年把他带走。剩余下来的就是那些仅有的回忆。而命运就是生命的操纵者。命运就像一个贪玩的小孩子一样，爱不安牌理出牌，永远让你摸不透下一刻它会对你怎么样。此刻诞生的小婴儿，却被宣布生命即将终结于数小时内。身边的人只能束手无策的袖手旁观。本来做好心理开开心心准备迎接新生命的来临，那边厢眼中的喜事快要化为丧事了。命运就爱开这种玩笑。因此生命就是一场身不由己的被时间命运定局。而每一局，都是事起必有因，有因必有果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正如Y所说的那样即使生命多神秘都好，只要有带着自强不息和冲劲活着，就不会有多少遗憾了。慈悲的心也当然不能缺少的。就正如我有很多梦想，可是就是很难走近那些梦想。而就算有了那个机会，却最后还是因为某些理由而消失了那个机会。同样的，某年的生日我却必须见朋友最后一面。然后同是生日，朋友却在ICU里面挣扎求生。某年也因为母亲病在旦夕，我无法开心的庆祝自己的生日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;于是就由那一刻开始，我明白到生命里有很多事情都不是必然的。就因为那些不必然，我们就更要好好的生活。就算没有庆祝生日，有一群家人朋友陪在身边，已经足以感动了。我很庆幸他们都是生命的勇士，一直以来都带着强烈的求生意念。I’m really proud of them。作为他们的朋友，脸上也沾光了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;竟然生命就是那么的短暂，不如我们快乐的、积极的好好活上这一辈子!即使生命的舞台再巨大，也千万不好把它化作一个儿戏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间也可以比如一列火车，上面载满数不尽的生命搭客。而命运就像火车里的查票员和售票员。在售票处命运就拿起点名簿，要你上车。直到是你下车的时候，你就无法逗留。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;该走的留不得，是你的也逃不了。时间留下它的尾巴：回忆，让人不停的眷恋着。而疤痕和皱纹也是其中一种回忆和警惕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从窗外的黑暗天色，到现在灿烂光芒晨光，都是那么自然。祝你生命充满快乐的回忆！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6145084696571446338?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;见证我们的爱情&lt;br /&gt;我願意陪著你&lt;br /&gt;观赏宇宙物換星移&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呼吸你的气息&lt;br /&gt;心情也风和日丽&lt;br /&gt;有你快乐无比&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你的每一个表情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人潮里的拥挤&lt;br /&gt;握住我湿热的手心&lt;br /&gt;就这样永远相偎相依&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-643663875229523408?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/643663875229523408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/643663875229523408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;然后来到那尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不懂把话说得甜甜浓浓&lt;br /&gt;不懂在话里隐藏生活行踪&lt;br /&gt;不懂将残酷现实化虫为龙&lt;br /&gt;更加不懂拿捏话题的节奏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么上演一段短暂的问候&lt;br /&gt;就让我静静看着时间沙漏&lt;br /&gt;坐在岩石上听那潮起潮落&lt;br /&gt;不怕世界的寂寞陪我坠落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6076200883912072332?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6076200883912072332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6076200883912072332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;笑着双手插口袋 转身就走置身事外&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在高山崖 抛开从前悲痛的虐待&lt;br /&gt;偶尔使坏 做个嚣张任性的小孩&lt;br /&gt;勇气是王牌 不再畏惧前路的障碍&lt;br /&gt;学习释怀  继续自己的呼吸节拍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想沉默里两鬓发白&lt;br /&gt;撒了一地的等待 到底是要给谁的交代&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想留在回忆里发呆&lt;br /&gt;时间总是那么坦白 记忆是一个人的自拍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想再打捞爱情残骸&lt;br /&gt;一个人自由又自在 塑造自己的生活姿态&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想成长的脚步太快&lt;br /&gt;错过的换来了感慨 害怕牵着太多的无奈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8580874281584003196?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8580874281584003196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在你认识的我，也许是经过修饰而不真实的。&lt;br /&gt;不管你和我是什么关系、在什么情况下认识的，你还是不认识真正的我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我是一个直率的人。但是你会相信吗？&lt;br /&gt;你真的没有怀疑过我的真诚吗？&lt;br /&gt;你真的没有怀疑过我的善良吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，时间会证明一切。&lt;br /&gt;就算逃得过世俗的眼，也逃不过老天爷。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4358417342296191997?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4358417342296191997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4358417342296191997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4358417342296191997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='墙'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8428928403584236673</id><published>2007-09-09T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:53:44.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫散文'/><title type='text'>界限</title><content type='html'>不知道几时开始多了一份坚持和坚决。从前的看法改变了。过去常常认为一个人的局限就仅此而已。因此，生活就只留在那个框框内，不敢也没有勇气去跨越或尝试。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是想突破些什么。纯粹是我对“世事没绝对”的信仰，并且想看看自己行不行，能不能超越某个自认为的局限。人与人之间也许真的复杂了，但是，我还是想要找出那么一点的“不是绝对”的。这里说不只是爱情，也包括了事业、挑战、家庭甚至梦想……等等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人与人之间是用缘分来解释的同时，我也知道那是一双手拍出来的掌声。这个世界也许就是一个游乐园，充满了各式不同的游戏。陪衬着这些游戏的都是许许多多的规则。就像地图上的国家之间的界线，非法闯入者就会被枪毙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是介于我没有阅心的能力，所以请你在判罚我的时候让我知道我到底哪里犯错了。因为我不喜欢那种被“处死”的感觉，就像一个不知道自己犯了什么错的死囚一样，真的很难受的！即使你对我说，清者自清，我恐怕也怎么听不进去，除非自己也倦了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boundary is the rule of each game, stay on your line and do not get over it if you wanna play it safe. Else you maybe the loser。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这些规则都非常的脆弱，分分钟比肥皂泡还要容易被刺破,然后就此消失于这个空间。想回头？想还原？谈何容易，亦很少听说人能起死回生。有些机会只有一次，就如岁月与生命。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人不知道是该佩服他们的毅力好还是说他们死缠烂打。残酷的一点就是，要感动一个不爱自己的人比登山还要难，所以才要佩服他们的毅力。反之，始终对这些默默的付出还是无动于衷的人来说是一件困扰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回过头想想，人与人之间的相遇，我始终觉得必定有其中的原因。或者，前世造就下来，又或者要给他人回报的机会。虽然我不知道当中有些什么原因。但是凡事起必有因。就算我和身边的人只是擦身而过，也纯粹我们的缘分就仅此而已。难听一些，这也许就叫做孽缘。我不是在说着什么佛理，这些都是很客观的事情。就因为这样，我们还应该去强求吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我自己大概也算是个双重性格的人吧！因此说的东西也自然会矛盾起来。可是说到最终，还是没所谓的对错。不同的方案用于不同的情况。然而，对你来说行得通的，在于我却未必如此。我或者应该笑说一句：我亦不过凡人一个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们缘分仅此而已,我又何必跨越他设下的界线呢？有些事情也不用说得太明白，也不一定要到搞砸的地步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;二〇〇七年九月九日星期日8时17分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8428928403584236673?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1549337231958999019</id><published>2007-06-23T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>Na Na Na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;带着背包抱着吉他&lt;br /&gt;不再记住让我wawawa的他&lt;br /&gt;随意轻轻唱着心情的Nanana&lt;br /&gt;平平凡凡简简单单潇潇洒洒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃了西瓜再喝绿茶&lt;br /&gt;没想过这样肚子会不会拉&lt;br /&gt;小孩站在路边哭得稀里哗啦&lt;br /&gt;人来人往上上下下懒得八卦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喧闹的角落闯入陌生的隧道&lt;br /&gt;被又远似近的nanana歌声笼罩&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;顺着风里的微风转右&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼听听星星的感受&lt;br /&gt;小小虫演奏替我加油&lt;br /&gt;小草为我不停扭腰摆动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逆着宁静的耳语转左&lt;br /&gt;走进世界另一边的王国&lt;br /&gt;彩虹幸运和快乐泡沫&lt;br /&gt;生活也多出了好多Why Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;二〇〇六年一月二十四日星期二&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;8时59分37秒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4084892377296384801?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4084892377296384801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4084892377296384801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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败倒在你身边&lt;br /&gt;你是生命唯一不可或缺&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秒针分针骄傲地表演&lt;br /&gt;绕着绕着又回到了原点&lt;br /&gt;诚实面对自己的感觉&lt;br /&gt;错过了的就不再出现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要幸福快乐的往前&lt;br /&gt;微笑陪我渡过每个明天&lt;br /&gt;像风和云天空里缠绵&lt;br /&gt;一起走过永远的永远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的故事是最完美的一篇&lt;br /&gt;就像四季交替间那么密切 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6297059431739435207?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6297059431739435207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6297059431739435207'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;学会了喝咖啡&lt;br /&gt;明白你对音乐的眷恋&lt;br /&gt;我们的ending还是无法改变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都是完美主义的作祟&lt;br /&gt;容不下一丝半点缺陷&lt;br /&gt;凡是苛刻要求完美&lt;br /&gt;连你的感受也给忽略&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迷信高尚品质的傀儡&lt;br /&gt;原来是种难喻的可悲&lt;br /&gt;我还来不及醒觉&lt;br /&gt;爱情就已经撕成两边&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;追求完美让你疲惫&lt;br /&gt;把我们拉往两边&lt;br /&gt;断了线的两个世界&lt;br /&gt;距离越来越远 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3005831609494756343?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3005831609494756343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;春天的青葱草地&lt;br /&gt;蕴酿人生的晶莹&lt;br /&gt;化解了寒冷的冰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;浪花带来了夏季&lt;br /&gt;闷闷一阵午后雨&lt;br /&gt;淋湿上升的情绪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋天的枯黄叶子&lt;br /&gt;吹来悲伤的情绪&lt;br /&gt;明白了苦涩滋味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漫天雪花的日子&lt;br /&gt;候鸟已高飞远离&lt;br /&gt;生命却无法逃避&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命交替的季节里&lt;br /&gt;祝福拥有奇妙的魔力&lt;br /&gt;就算雨后还是天阴&lt;br /&gt;黑夜过后还是会天明&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命是缤纷的旅行&lt;br /&gt;有温馨有感性也有泪滴&lt;br /&gt;只要能沿路互相照应&lt;br /&gt;就不怕路的崎岖不平&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要努力加油好好生活&lt;br /&gt;伤心难过的时候&lt;br /&gt;记得你的身边还有我&lt;br /&gt;陪你一直到世界的尽头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6314374839560296637?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6314374839560296637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>九月十月</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九月的雨季&lt;br /&gt;把自己关在房里&lt;br /&gt;听着最爱的CD&lt;br /&gt;微凉潮湿的天气&lt;br /&gt;是如斯的美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十月的白云&lt;br /&gt;在拥挤的人群里&lt;br /&gt;感觉爱情的声音&lt;br /&gt;呼吸幸福的空气&lt;br /&gt;聚散巨细弥遗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一二三四五六七&lt;br /&gt;闭上眼睛 看见你&lt;br /&gt;不经意掀起的涟漪&lt;br /&gt;填满心的空隙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一二三四五六七&lt;br /&gt;你的表情 很得意&lt;br /&gt;印在脑海挥之不去&lt;br /&gt;那是什么魅力&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和你分分聚聚&lt;br /&gt;时间加速度等于距离&lt;br /&gt;时间说明了爱情&lt;br /&gt;而珍惜是一生的习题&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4752869546741484077?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7480641142629220707</id><published>2006-04-30T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>如果</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果今天没下雨&lt;br /&gt;天会不会是蔚蓝的？&lt;br /&gt;如果快乐静止了&lt;br /&gt;会不会不再幸福了？&lt;br /&gt;如果我们想爱了&lt;br /&gt;会不会比现在快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果路不再曲折&lt;br /&gt;生活会不会变单纯？&lt;br /&gt;如果星星不闪了&lt;br /&gt;你还会不会想我呢？&lt;br /&gt;如果我明天死了&lt;br /&gt;你会不会舍不得？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命没有太多如果&lt;br /&gt;所以只能学着接受&lt;br /&gt;永远没有人真的懂&lt;br /&gt;生命会错过些什么&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸福静静站在门口&lt;br /&gt;陪着等待你的我&lt;br /&gt;等你说好好爱我&lt;br /&gt;陪在我左右到尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看着爱情擦肩而过&lt;br /&gt;是巧合还是错过&lt;br /&gt;还是忧郁和脆弱?&lt;br /&gt;静静的失落里找理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;4/30/2006 10:24:21 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7480641142629220707?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7480641142629220707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7480641142629220707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7480641142629220707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;反正已经没有回头的途径&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情消失以后 也把真心葬送&lt;br /&gt;未来的天空 也许是空旷的沙漠&lt;br /&gt;我还是我 安静的生活&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-45219922490287875?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/45219922490287875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/45219922490287875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/45219922490287875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你和我不是种激情&lt;br /&gt;日以累积的爱着你&lt;br /&gt;爱里住着霸气和多情&lt;br /&gt;这就是我爱你的特别方式&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不会主动打电话给你&lt;br /&gt;也不会突然出现抱着你&lt;br /&gt;就这样静静的傻傻的 疯狂的 任性的&lt;br /&gt;把自己囚禁在想你的思念里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5447199813811378444?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5447199813811378444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_9783.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5447199813811378444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;喜欢你有时千言万语 有时不说一句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的喜欢你就这样子&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你喜欢我的孩子气&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你听我说话老气 有时闹情绪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的很喜欢你的样子&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你啼笑皆非的样子&lt;br /&gt;喜欢你和我的默契 和爱我的原因&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二〇〇六年三月二十一日星期二23:11:59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4269894108247375143?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4269894108247375143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白色月光陪着我的深情&lt;br /&gt;早晨的文字说要爱自己&lt;br /&gt;时间见证那许过的诺言&lt;br /&gt;如今变成了历史回忆篇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏天收拾行李带走一切&lt;br /&gt;秋天的街上飘满了落叶&lt;br /&gt;下雨的钢骨森林很冷漠&lt;br /&gt;放晴的天空不习惯的我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一見鍾情或許很美&lt;br /&gt;長期累積的更讓人迷醉&lt;br /&gt;给我继续爱你的机会&lt;br /&gt;全世界都是幸福的情节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;理智一直迷醉在内&lt;br /&gt;忘了给自己一条路后退&lt;br /&gt;分手之后的我很颓废&lt;br /&gt;开始明白爱情没有绝对&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经忘记何时开始迷失自己&lt;br /&gt;还把自己当作是你的守护天使&lt;br /&gt;你的黑色幽默让爱情失去价值&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;二〇〇六年三月十三日星期一   8时49分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;灵感来自一位朋友的故事...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3132971621476031418?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/3132971621476031418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3132971621476031418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/3132971621476031418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_13.html' title='失恋天使'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7243262808258509396</id><published>2006-03-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>就让爱情走</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;同样的歌换了演唱者&lt;br /&gt;从前那棵小树苗也长大了&lt;br /&gt;坚持过的不再执著了&lt;br /&gt;再牵扯下去多不值得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你我之间有太多隔阂&lt;br /&gt;你说过没有谁非无谁不可&lt;br /&gt;记得一定要好好活着&lt;br /&gt;不管未来路有多曲折&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情早就流逝 不由我们舍不得&lt;br /&gt;如果继续拉扯 彼此都不会快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱没了话题 已无懈可击&lt;br /&gt;幸福也变得遥不可及&lt;br /&gt;说好了只要好朋友的距离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;复燃的旧情  容易被吹熄&lt;br /&gt;然后悄悄的无以为继&lt;br /&gt;那又何必再浪费时间经营 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7243262808258509396?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7243262808258509396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7243262808258509396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7243262808258509396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_12.html' title='就让爱情走'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7814419517613814883</id><published>2006-02-22T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:54:33.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>思念的季节</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="msg"&gt;词：achin&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 曲：&lt;/span&gt;BeAr Siung&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="msg"&gt; 落叶是秋天说的预言&lt;br /&gt;思念慢慢的让人枯萎&lt;br /&gt;从不等待的岁月时间&lt;br /&gt;秋天总上演离别的情节&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬天带来的寒风飘雪&lt;br /&gt;吹冻了我手中的咖啡&lt;br /&gt;我的心比咖啡先冻结&lt;br /&gt;你只留下一句保重再见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思念没有方向的蔓延&lt;br /&gt;就像乌云瞬间布满天&lt;br /&gt;琴玄沾满了两岸的爱恋&lt;br /&gt;折磨人的是相隔的时间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相思和黑夜紧紧缠绵&lt;br /&gt;回忆一起走过的路线&lt;br /&gt;晴朗雨天还是白昼黑夜&lt;br /&gt;沉醉属于两个人的昨天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蓝色的天边 熟悉的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;朦胧的喜悦 熬人的挂念&lt;br /&gt;孤独的泪水 流进了心田&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7814419517613814883?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7814419517613814883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7814419517613814883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7814419517613814883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_22.html' title='思念的季节'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4516744527732002601</id><published>2006-02-02T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>幸福的旋律</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;春风吹来了花季&lt;br /&gt;阳光溶解寒冬的冰&lt;br /&gt;风干了悲伤的泪滴&lt;br /&gt;我们学会了珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花瓣散满了天际&lt;br /&gt;生活和岁月的游戏&lt;br /&gt;造就了历史的结局&lt;br /&gt;留在脑海里回忆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迷雾散尽  视线清晰&lt;br /&gt;不怕路的崎岖不平&lt;br /&gt;学着不用眼睛去分析&lt;br /&gt;用心聆听 会发现幸福的旋律&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拿出勇气 面对自己&lt;br /&gt;相信明天会更美丽&lt;br /&gt;不要错过季节的巡礼&lt;br /&gt;勇往前进 未来有梦想等着你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;广阔的胸襟 天空无边无际&lt;br /&gt;生命的美丽 海洋般的神秘&lt;br /&gt;岁月不等你 四季替换延续 &lt;br /&gt;地球转不停 大地生生不息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;二〇〇六年二月二日星期四  11时50分&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4516744527732002601?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4516744527732002601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4516744527732002601'/><link 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/&gt;感情只剩下殘骸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情太快 失去了等待&lt;br /&gt;太多的障礙 沒了期待&lt;br /&gt;消失的太快 始終負荷不來&lt;br /&gt;該怎麼逃開 控制不來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情太慢 更深的傷害&lt;br /&gt;太灰的悲哀 只有黑白&lt;br /&gt;複雜的感慨 怎麽談情説愛&lt;br /&gt;失去的色彩 還會回來 (要相信自己！)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;石頭沉入大海 也打撈不回來&lt;br /&gt;愛情嚴重超載 勉強的幸福也不會來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;二〇〇六年一月三十日星期一&lt;br /&gt;8时56分42秒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5487266177213008487?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5487266177213008487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;天空有雪白的雲朵&lt;br /&gt;總是在微風裏穿梭&lt;br /&gt;從不擔心什麽結果&lt;br /&gt;也不怕明天會在哪個角落&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢慢學會越挫越勇&lt;br /&gt;不再繼續發白日夢&lt;br /&gt;相信幸福會有降落&lt;br /&gt;快樂就是成功的重要綫索&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;城市的迷宮隱藏著寂寞&lt;br /&gt;永遠不知道會錯過什麽&lt;br /&gt;歲月裏編織著憂鬱和柔弱&lt;br /&gt;分不出那是巧合還是錯過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記憶是後來的塵灰&lt;br /&gt;有光明就會有漆黑&lt;br /&gt;在宇宙間回憶天地的美&lt;br /&gt;除了人類 還有誰能將真愛摧毀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間裏沒後路可退&lt;br /&gt;不要錯過了才後悔&lt;br /&gt;生命裏沒有如果的機會&lt;br /&gt;漸漸天黑 別忘了陽光就在背後&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;二〇〇六年一月二十三日 星期一&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;8时6分12秒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1355349966411254086?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5568448916965945169</id><published>2005-12-02T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>孩子的爱情</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就像个孩子&lt;br /&gt;躺在你的怀里&lt;br /&gt;就这样一辈子&lt;br /&gt;享受你给的甜蜜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就像个孩子&lt;br /&gt;有你就有欢喜&lt;br /&gt;许下这一辈子&lt;br /&gt;你是我最美的际遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信爱情&lt;br /&gt;是最耀眼的星星&lt;br /&gt;不管是多少个世纪&lt;br /&gt;它还是坚定不移&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我依赖爱情&lt;br /&gt;就像清新的空气&lt;br /&gt;少了它怎么呼吸&lt;br /&gt;生命没了意义&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt;02 Dec 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5568448916965945169?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5568448916965945169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5568448916965945169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/5568448916965945169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='孩子的爱情'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7528117093798347692</id><published>2005-05-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>你愛我</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;難過的時候 你守著我&lt;br /&gt;什麼話都沒說&lt;br /&gt;只是和我緊緊相擁&lt;br /&gt;失落的天空 找到了感動&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開心的時候 你陪著我&lt;br /&gt;什麼東西都沒做&lt;br /&gt;靜靜躲在愛的角落&lt;br /&gt;在你的懷中 最幸福的享受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你給我足夠的自由&lt;br /&gt;讓我奔向自己的夢&lt;br /&gt;讓我看見雨后的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;相信笑容就在淚水背后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你我沒有太多承若&lt;br /&gt;卻期待美好的結果&lt;br /&gt;人海之中你遇見了我&lt;br /&gt;你選擇了每天愛我更多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就像一陣風&lt;br /&gt;悄悄吹進我心中&lt;br /&gt;吹走難過失措&lt;br /&gt;讓我勇敢向前走&lt;br /&gt;靠近我的夢～～～ oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;(Achin Sat, 14-May-2005 11:05 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7528117093798347692?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7528117093798347692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="msg"&gt;冷冷的風吹著憂鬱的空氣&lt;br /&gt;填滿了每吋空隙&lt;br /&gt;突然我好想你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;窗外的思緒在人群中擁擠&lt;br /&gt;追趕時間的聲音&lt;br /&gt;愛情在嘆息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge 1:&lt;br /&gt;忘了何時開始刮起風 下起雨&lt;br /&gt;害怕潮濕的心情&lt;br /&gt;一個人面對 好孤寂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;也許你不會知道我有多愛你&lt;br /&gt;有了你 愛情變得更美麗&lt;br /&gt;也許我只是你生命的小插曲&lt;br /&gt;但是我 一點也不曾在意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;天空還是安靜下了一場雨&lt;br /&gt;思念是雨的話題&lt;br /&gt;牽著寧靜空氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 4:&lt;br /&gt;雨天總愛陪伴著白雲哭泣&lt;br /&gt;就算再美的風景&lt;br /&gt;我無心探悉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;也許你不會知道我有多愛你&lt;br /&gt;不在意 也不怕路的艱辛&lt;br /&gt;也許我只是你生命的小插曲&lt;br /&gt;可是我 愛你永堅定不移&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:deeppink;"&gt; 9 May 2005 10:30:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:darkorange;"&gt;曾经被退稿的歌，&lt;br /&gt;才发现自己的词不够好。&lt;br /&gt;那时的失望仿佛只有一个人懂……&lt;br /&gt;然而，还是继续写。&lt;br /&gt;没有目的的写……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2082660415889336525?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/2082660415889336525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2082660415889336525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/2082660415889336525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_09.html' title='雨'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4412266235311837545</id><published>2005-05-06T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:57:30.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>梦的天堂</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;夢想 选择一個人流浪&lt;br /&gt;没有规律的到处游荡&lt;br /&gt;笑容胜过泪水的感伤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;理想 被岁月的河流急速冲淡&lt;br /&gt;站在云端靠近梦的天堂&lt;br /&gt;丢了快乐乐章&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;哦 一直努力的追寻梦和理想&lt;br /&gt;忘了要把脚步放慢&lt;br /&gt;品尝生活顺其自然&lt;br /&gt;就会找到幸福港湾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;不分昼夜的寻找答案&lt;br /&gt;冷落了空虚的情感&lt;br /&gt;就算拥有地久天长&lt;br /&gt;还有什么天真烂漫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge:&lt;br /&gt;有明天就有希望&lt;br /&gt;寻找梦想不要太疯狂&lt;br /&gt;要相信 没有翅膀的人也能飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus 3:&lt;br /&gt;前方的兵慌马乱&lt;br /&gt;就像梦和现实的对抗&lt;br /&gt;别让悲哀迎头赶上&lt;br /&gt;学会怎么乘风逐浪&lt;br /&gt;保持乐观快乐迎战&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus 4:&lt;br /&gt;生活继续和时间纠缠&lt;br /&gt;不要懦弱只要勇敢&lt;br /&gt;努力飞往梦的天堂&lt;br /&gt;没有翅膀 我也能飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; (Achin 6/5/2005 5:20:35 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4412266235311837545?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6690173066046228822</id><published>2005-05-02T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>末路</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;從前愛得義無反顧&lt;br /&gt;哭過以後看得更清楚&lt;br /&gt;再夢不了的幸福&lt;br /&gt;說著愛已走投無路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後還是走了這一步&lt;br /&gt;結束便是最好的退路&lt;br /&gt;真實還是最痛苦&lt;br /&gt;現實讓人變得無助&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經說好一起走天涯路&lt;br /&gt;如今只好各奔前途&lt;br /&gt;曾經答應要包容和寬恕&lt;br /&gt;如今祝福成了末路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放開了愛情和夢想追逐&lt;br /&gt;不怕眼前路多艱苦&lt;br /&gt;追趕自己的時間音符&lt;br /&gt;相信永遠的幸福&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走到末路 好聚好散是祝福&lt;br /&gt;愛情結束 明天繼續人生路&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:Arial,Tahoma,Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Tahoma,Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt; (Achin, Mon, 2 May, 2005 10:37) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6690173066046228822?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6690173066046228822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6690173066046228822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6690173066046228822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_02.html' title='末路'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-2995618723897070313</id><published>2005-05-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>忘了我</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;那天我們手牽著手&lt;br /&gt;走在熱鬧的街頭&lt;br /&gt;手指頭輕輕的騷動&lt;br /&gt;感覺被幸福牽著走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然你鬆開我的手&lt;br /&gt;轉了身掉頭就走&lt;br /&gt;留下驚訝失措的我&lt;br /&gt;看著街上的陌生臉孔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你總是忽略我的感受&lt;br /&gt;在你心中你是最大的夢&lt;br /&gt;我被愛情沖昏了頭&lt;br /&gt;天真以為我們能夠天長地久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我總是傷了心忘了痛&lt;br /&gt;難過的淚水也只有沉默&lt;br /&gt;你說愛情不是占有&lt;br /&gt;生活幾乎都給了朋友 忘了我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得好好珍惜我&lt;br /&gt;在你還擁有我的時候&lt;br /&gt;別在我死心以後&lt;br /&gt;才肯說你有多愛我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Achin Sat, 1-May-2005 10:31 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2995618723897070313?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-8052330173530400146</id><published>2005-01-28T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:57:52.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='公告'/><title type='text'>Please be informed</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;Please be informed that my hp number has been changed to 012-2******.&lt;br /&gt;016-6****** is no longer in used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx,&lt;br /&gt;@chin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-8052330173530400146?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/8052330173530400146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-be-informed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8052330173530400146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/8052330173530400146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-be-informed.html' title='Please be informed'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7712470100892354066</id><published>2005-01-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>願意</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;關於生活我還在複習&lt;br /&gt;等待你的塵埃落定&lt;br /&gt;從此以後一起談感情&lt;br /&gt;活在我們嚮往夢里的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;關於你我還在很好奇&lt;br /&gt;是什麼讓你沒信心&lt;br /&gt;等待著你的一個問題&lt;br /&gt;我就馬上說出我願意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我願意 陪著你&lt;br /&gt;無論悲傷還是難熬的日子里&lt;br /&gt;我愛你 是一種決心&lt;br /&gt;永遠永遠不會輕易放棄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管你 在哪里&lt;br /&gt;我們依然還是心有靈犀&lt;br /&gt;在風里 還是在雨里&lt;br /&gt;有你留在身邊什麼都有意義&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想像你牽著的我牽著你&lt;br /&gt;品嚐著溫暖的空氣&lt;br /&gt;享受愛情的甜膩&lt;br /&gt;期待愛情跨越下世紀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待你也會說出我願意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;(Achin Sun 16 January, 2005 3:30 PM) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7712470100892354066?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7712470100892354066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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是一種痛苦&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的酸楚 是一種幸福&lt;br /&gt;一個人的孤獨 是寂寞的元素&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的孤獨 是愛情的起初&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人的寂寞 自由的揮霍&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的寂寞 造就了承諾&lt;br /&gt;一個人的生活 帶著瀟灑飄泊&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的生活 多了真情守候&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人的呼吸 一分的孤寂&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的呼吸 兩份的欣喜&lt;br /&gt;一個人的旅途 只有徬徨無助&lt;br /&gt;兩個人的旅途 卻是風雨無阻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人有一個人的幸福&lt;br /&gt;兩個人有兩個人的約束&lt;br /&gt;一個人踏著孤獨的自由腳步&lt;br /&gt;兩個人忍讓中學習愿賭服輸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人也有笨重的包袱&lt;br /&gt;兩個人也有輕鬆的舞步&lt;br /&gt;一個人學會面對現實的殘酷&lt;br /&gt;兩個人製造共享萬難的感觸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;(Achin :: 25-Dec-2004 4:41 PM) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7592466543205607710</id><published>2004-12-25T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:56:03.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>祈祷</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;看著你曾經寄來的信&lt;br /&gt;我發現了那朵失落的云&lt;br /&gt;看著倒退不停的風景&lt;br /&gt;把淚水留在眼睛里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多年來沒有你的音訊&lt;br /&gt;也沒刻意打聽你的消息&lt;br /&gt;夜裡悄悄把回憶溫習&lt;br /&gt;發現心還是牽掛著你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天你我選擇了相信奇蹟&lt;br /&gt;心分隔再遠依然能感應&lt;br /&gt;因為簡單 愛情才讓人心動美麗&lt;br /&gt;因為際遇 從此斷了消息&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經托朋友打聽你的消息&lt;br /&gt;卻聽見石沉大海的聲音&lt;br /&gt;因為無意 相遇成為生命的插曲&lt;br /&gt;因為短暫 所以特別珍惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祈祷幸福永远留在你的生命里&lt;br /&gt;微笑陪你走過每一個困境&lt;br /&gt;祈祷分分秒秒都是快乐的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;遇見不穩的天氣也能感覺安定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;(Achin :: 25-Dec-2004 3:34 PM) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7592466543205607710?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7592466543205607710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_3991.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7592466543205607710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7592466543205607710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post_3991.html' title='祈祷'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-874029402130361154</id><published>2004-12-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>夏日友情天</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;词:  ET27 &amp;amp; @chin&lt;br /&gt;Date: 21/12/2004 12:12AM&lt;br /&gt;Modification:21/12/2004 9:21PM&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;v1:&lt;br /&gt;有人說女生的友情很脆弱&lt;br /&gt;有人說男生的友情很俐落&lt;br /&gt;若感覺處在觸電的時候&lt;br /&gt;誰去計較男女之間的不同&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v2:&lt;br /&gt;有人的愛情由理智到浪漫&lt;br /&gt;有人的愛情在痛苦中狂歡&lt;br /&gt;此刻暫時什麼都別管&lt;br /&gt;朋友面前用不著假裝堅強&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c1:&lt;br /&gt;愛恨一筆一筆勾消&lt;br /&gt;得一知己得逍遙&lt;br /&gt;朋友的夏天微笑&lt;br /&gt;帶我離開秋天的懷抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c2:&lt;br /&gt;驚天動地的浪漫&lt;br /&gt;轉眼間就煙消雲散&lt;br /&gt;友情在散發能量&lt;br /&gt;你的感受 是否和我一樣 溫暖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge:&lt;br /&gt;將友情放進口袋&lt;br /&gt;隨身攜帶&lt;br /&gt;不管風吹和日曬&lt;br /&gt;友情常在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c3:&lt;br /&gt;人生多少人明瞭&lt;br /&gt;身邊知己共歡笑&lt;br /&gt;朋友的夏天解藥&lt;br /&gt;足夠撫平冬天的心跳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v3:&lt;br /&gt;夏天是四季里快樂的象徵&lt;br /&gt;快樂是我希望為你解解悶&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容溫暖如春&lt;br /&gt;用最真的心溶化你感動的淚痕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-874029402130361154?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/874029402130361154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/874029402130361154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/874029402130361154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='夏日友情天'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1553351736965734821</id><published>2004-12-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>距離</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;就在這個熟悉的City&lt;br /&gt;開始整理自己的情緒&lt;br /&gt;等待著你的留言信息&lt;br /&gt;沾滿了窩心的回憶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在生命里不停的呼吸&lt;br /&gt;思念著素未置娴哪?&lt;br /&gt;字行間讓我們交了心&lt;br /&gt;期待哪天和你相遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是你 我的生命變得更動聽&lt;br /&gt;是我 讓你在想像中交替&lt;br /&gt;我們頻率總是那麼相近&lt;br /&gt;自己也會感到不可思議&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是你 我學會笑著面對困境&lt;br /&gt;是我 讓你感覺捉摸不定&lt;br /&gt;無意中發現了你的擔心&lt;br /&gt;現實打敗了瀟灑和熱情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直保持這樣的距離&lt;br /&gt;靠得太近 害怕失去&lt;br /&gt;擔心會錯過了美景&lt;br /&gt;從陌生中看見了熟悉&lt;br /&gt;兩顆真心 就像玻璃&lt;br /&gt;總是握得小心翼翼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;Date: 10 Dec 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1553351736965734821?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1553351736965734821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>愛</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;我愛芝士&lt;br /&gt;我愛刨冰&lt;br /&gt;我愛巧克力&lt;br /&gt;愛到忘記會胖几公斤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愛聽歌&lt;br /&gt;我愛風吹&lt;br /&gt;我愛淒美&lt;br /&gt;感覺世界里的缺陷美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愛雪糕&lt;br /&gt;我愛糖果&lt;br /&gt;我愛自我&lt;br /&gt;愛上一個人的生活&lt;br /&gt;愛上一個人的自由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上身邊的朋友&lt;br /&gt;愛上他們的笑容&lt;br /&gt;愛上他們的包容&lt;br /&gt;愛上他們寵愛的恐龍&lt;br /&gt;迷戀他們體貼的溫柔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上家里的家人&lt;br /&gt;愛家里開著的燈&lt;br /&gt;愛上那道紫色門&lt;br /&gt;眷戀在家的一種安穩&lt;br /&gt;狂戀那些支持的眼神&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Achin : Tue 23-nov-04 9:55 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1131423326185828418?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1131423326185828418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_3921.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1131423326185828418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1131423326185828418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_3921.html' title='愛'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-1235314923768226078</id><published>2004-11-23T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>石頭愛情</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;說好了還是朋友&lt;br /&gt;但你的關心還是太多&lt;br /&gt;叫我走得好沉重&lt;br /&gt;就像背著的超大的石頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道是我的錯&lt;br /&gt;都怪當時太多的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;壓得失去了自我&lt;br /&gt;我們同時掉入愛的迷惑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被你牽著的手 多了尷尬的理由&lt;br /&gt;被你抱在懷中 感覺失去了自由&lt;br /&gt;我越來越難過 因為你太在乎我&lt;br /&gt;我越來越內疚 因為你不肯放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不懂愛情是什麼&lt;br /&gt;我用我的腳步去探索&lt;br /&gt;感應著它在哪個角落&lt;br /&gt;卻找不到半點的線索&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不懂你的溫柔&lt;br /&gt;你也搞不懂我要什麼&lt;br /&gt;沒有方向的不安感受&lt;br /&gt;無奈我不是你的永久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Achin :: Tue, 23-Nov-2004 9:36 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1235314923768226078?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1235314923768226078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1235314923768226078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/1235314923768226078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_23.html' title='石頭愛情'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6188650040089194239</id><published>2004-11-19T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:56:03.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>出口</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;去年的秋冬&lt;br /&gt;我還在你的左右&lt;br /&gt;以為會開花結果&lt;br /&gt;說著我們期待的天空&lt;br /&gt;我們的情話好濃好濃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一刻的自由&lt;br /&gt;是你留下的冷風&lt;br /&gt;突然明白你的痛&lt;br /&gt;和你當初的言不由衷&lt;br /&gt;終於學會面對和接受&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為對愛情的不尊重&lt;br /&gt;因為都愛得不夠成熟&lt;br /&gt;忘記衡量事情的輕重&lt;br /&gt;亂了腳步回不了頭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為一時之間的感動&lt;br /&gt;因為渴望浪漫的月球&lt;br /&gt;為了尋找寂寞的出口&lt;br /&gt;愛成為犧牲的借口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過了頭 只能不停往前走&lt;br /&gt;不能留 多了想逃的念頭&lt;br /&gt;放開了溫暖的手&lt;br /&gt;不再留戀些什麼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aCHIN :: Friday, 19-nov-04 11:19 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6188650040089194239?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6188650040089194239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;哼著那首為你寫的歌&lt;br /&gt;想著在你身邊的快樂&lt;br /&gt;懷念你手心裡的溫熱&lt;br /&gt;感覺彩虹就是你的顏色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們總有好多的話題&lt;br /&gt;你說著你的人生道理&lt;br /&gt;我靜靜的認同和聆聽&lt;br /&gt;胡扯中傳出愉快的空氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這次請你好好的聽住&lt;br /&gt;你的一舉一動 我都在記錄&lt;br /&gt;有你的感覺 好幸福&lt;br /&gt;永遠在你的世界里住&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算物換星移 我依然愛你&lt;br /&gt;不要訝異 不要懷疑&lt;br /&gt;就算季節交替 我還是想你&lt;br /&gt;在我懷裡 在我心裡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管永遠多遠 留在你身邊&lt;br /&gt;陰天雨天 每個圓缺&lt;br /&gt;不管碧海藍天 愛你每一天&lt;br /&gt;每個瞬間 每個明天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Achin : Sun, 14-nov-04 11:52 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-2184357790168007448?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-494647690954418810</id><published>2004-11-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>逃避</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;習慣一個人的生活&lt;br /&gt;生長在城市的我&lt;br /&gt;總是用忙碌把寂寞帶過&lt;br /&gt;忘了是逃避什麼&lt;br /&gt;也忘了哪里是夢想國&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多了一個人的生活&lt;br /&gt;也多了一份交錯&lt;br /&gt;依然在鬧市中不停穿梭&lt;br /&gt;突然明白逃避什麼&lt;br /&gt;一份已經翻黃的承諾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;努力說服自己&lt;br /&gt;給彼此一個機會&lt;br /&gt;無奈怎麼也不夠完美&lt;br /&gt;我身邊的座位&lt;br /&gt;仿佛早已坐了誰&lt;br /&gt;只是自己不肯面對&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情太高貴&lt;br /&gt;從天亮走到天黑&lt;br /&gt;腳步越走越重越疲累&lt;br /&gt;眼神多了後悔&lt;br /&gt;後悔承諾得太瑣碎&lt;br /&gt;恨自己又傷害了誰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛 還未收就給&lt;br /&gt;夢早已被我捏碎&lt;br /&gt;是我不對 我還能怪誰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Achin : Sun, 14 November, 2004 10:49 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-494647690954418810?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/494647690954418810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_9039.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/494647690954418810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/494647690954418810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_9039.html' title='逃避'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-5581498142309037047</id><published>2004-11-14T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>好想他</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;秋天的街角遇見了他&lt;br /&gt;才知道自己一直在裝假&lt;br /&gt;思念在忙碌的隙縫中存在&lt;br /&gt;我依然好想好想他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以為對他已完全放下&lt;br /&gt;他和她分分合合中掙扎&lt;br /&gt;努力逃避他的眼神怕尷尬&lt;br /&gt;他還是停留在我心上&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寒暄中的對答&lt;br /&gt;說起了他們的變化&lt;br /&gt;他還是放不下她&lt;br /&gt;就像我對他&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聽著他的牽掛&lt;br /&gt;突然不想再多說話&lt;br /&gt;我還是放不下他&lt;br /&gt;他還很愛她&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界沒有分岔的角色&lt;br /&gt;感情事沒有公式可尋&lt;br /&gt;就像你我他的形勢&lt;br /&gt;沒有人能被代替&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Achin : Sun, 14 November, 2004 12:59 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-5581498142309037047?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/5581498142309037047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="msg"&gt;沒想過我會糊塗到這個地步&lt;br /&gt;沒想過你會因此而感動到哭&lt;br /&gt;沒想過這麼自然的找到幸福&lt;br /&gt;沒想過思念也有快樂的溫度&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從來不知道愛情滋味是甜的&lt;br /&gt;從來那是種勇敢換來的快樂&lt;br /&gt;從不知道兩人不能朝朝暮暮&lt;br /&gt;也能打敗一個人的寂寞孤獨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們手牽手牽住了幸福&lt;br /&gt;說好再大風雨也要同路&lt;br /&gt;手上握著幸福美滿地圖&lt;br /&gt;走向更精彩的人生旅途&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悲哀無助被埋進了泥土&lt;br /&gt;種出美麗健康的花圃&lt;br /&gt;輕輕的踏出我們的舞步&lt;br /&gt;永遠比今天更燦爛矚目&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感情走到了什麼地步&lt;br /&gt;彼此心裡有數&lt;br /&gt;用不著天天說著情話&lt;br /&gt;心牽著愛的童話&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Achin : Sat, 6 November, 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4492688640306890360?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-6017057362559535379</id><published>2004-10-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>亂說</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;忘了云依然會飄 就算沒有風在吹&lt;br /&gt;忘了是怎麼忘掉 就算記憶還沒有被時間衰退&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘了月亮會發亮 就算天還沒有黑&lt;br /&gt;忘了是怎麼揭曉 就算每天還是走在同一條街&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和風在山頂擁抱著自由&lt;br /&gt;瀟灑的 輕快的 山上暢遊&lt;br /&gt;和花朵躺在草堆中夢遊&lt;br /&gt;自然的 無聊的 隨便亂亂說說&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回頭看看我的某個時候&lt;br /&gt;靜靜的 傻傻的 笑那個我&lt;br /&gt;一跳一步的往前不停走&lt;br /&gt;吵吵的 快樂的 偶爾做些假動作&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天特別允許自己放縱&lt;br /&gt;快樂和幸福開始濫用&lt;br /&gt;懶懶的躺在床上做夢&lt;br /&gt;隨便說說也成為一種感動&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-6017057362559535379?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/6017057362559535379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6017057362559535379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/6017057362559535379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post_07.html' title='亂說'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-3674206556752941355</id><published>2004-10-01T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T13:58:17.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫散文'/><title type='text'>拿起放下</title><content type='html'>雖然說人各有志，但是倘若你的一個人各有志是影響了別人，&lt;br /&gt;就是對於別人的一個干擾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇見同樣類型的人，就仿佛遇見了知音。&lt;br /&gt;同樣挑剔的人、同樣道德觀念重的人…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“人生的功課，大概就是拿得起放得下。”今天從收音機聽見紀展雄說的這句話。&lt;br /&gt;我該學習吧！不然我會很難過。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-3674206556752941355?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='愛情新世紀'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-561465695201167782</id><published>2004-08-08T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>不清楚</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;你的背包里裝了很多東西&lt;br /&gt;卻不知道它們為什麼跟著你&lt;br /&gt;別人問你打算要去哪里&lt;br /&gt;你說還沒決定 哪里都可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰願意過得這麼迷迷糊糊&lt;br /&gt;前路不就是如此的不清不楚&lt;br /&gt;沒有人要求你詳盡細訴&lt;br /&gt;只好聳一聳肩 就不屑一顧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當他做好準備隨時就飛&lt;br /&gt;可惜沒遇見飛行的機會&lt;br /&gt;當他相信了黑白的絕對&lt;br /&gt;誰知到頭來多了一個灰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命喜歡玩弄人的機會&lt;br /&gt;突然偷走你手中的Okay&lt;br /&gt;讓你絕望中擁抱著傷悲&lt;br /&gt;然後悄悄帶走你的倒霉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不至於窮途 還不到末路&lt;br /&gt;沒有必要叫苦痛哭&lt;br /&gt;前面有大霧 用不著卻步&lt;br /&gt;錯誤里有無價的領悟&lt;br /&gt;方向不清楚 要投石問路&lt;br /&gt;再大的困難也有出路&lt;br /&gt;放下了裝束 偶爾的放逐&lt;br /&gt;坦然面對生活更舒服&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achin @ Sunday, August 8, 2004 1:13 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-561465695201167782?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/561465695201167782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post_126.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/561465695201167782'/><link 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/&gt;不經意跌入時光隧道&lt;br /&gt;看見你的出糗后的傻笑&lt;br /&gt;你也許真的不知道&lt;br /&gt;我的心已在你的碼頭停靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許得不到是一種美好&lt;br /&gt;感情的結局無可奉告&lt;br /&gt;但是沒有愛過又怎麼知道&lt;br /&gt;愛情的甜蜜和煎熬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期望把緊緊擁你入懷抱&lt;br /&gt;就算是一分鐘也好&lt;br /&gt;更想相擁觀賞世紀的破曉&lt;br /&gt;世界知不知道不再重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我愛你沒有夢娜麗莎的微笑&lt;br /&gt;我愛你沒有富家千金的驕傲&lt;br /&gt;我愛你有自己處事的一套&lt;br /&gt;我愛你到沒有解釋的必要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甦醒之后臉上的微笑&lt;br /&gt;回味著夢境的你在撒嬌&lt;br /&gt;你的名字在我的手機閃燿&lt;br /&gt;說著你的決定今天會揭曉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;achin @ Sunday, August 8, 2004 12:46 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-913445039300486700?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-7315067442519235057</id><published>2004-08-08T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>重生</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;置身在寧靜的森林&lt;br /&gt;披星戴月追捕風的身影&lt;br /&gt;身上那摔傷的痕跡&lt;br /&gt;仍然留不住風一樣的你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西塔琴的神秘情緒&lt;br /&gt;隨著長笛穿梭在空氣里&lt;br /&gt;低吟著回憶的聲音&lt;br /&gt;只是你依然占據著我的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冰冷的雨凝結了執著的心&lt;br /&gt;一陣雷電只剩雨滴的嘆息&lt;br /&gt;寒風中沖洗心的屍體&lt;br /&gt;神秘的旋律喚醒獲得重生的自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開死心還有多遠的距離？&lt;br /&gt;還有多少漆黑鬼魅的風景？&lt;br /&gt;尋找失傳已久的咒語&lt;br /&gt;不讓你留戀在心中被守護的禁地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;切斷過去的記憶 讓愛情重新入境&lt;br /&gt;把悲傷調到的低 讓幸福重新降臨&lt;br /&gt;憂鬱變得很隱蔽 讓快樂再次甦醒&lt;br /&gt;宇宙一切都回復了生氣&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;achin @ Sun, 8-aug-04, 0:51 AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-7315067442519235057?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/7315067442519235057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7315067442519235057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/7315067442519235057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title='重生'/><author><name>achin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06391271796068904212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-333631400455901568</id><published>2004-07-24T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STyD05D0ciI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wsQ5-cLXBjM/s1600-h/1377203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8-QMTaPdy_I/STyD05D0ciI/AAAAAAAAAeE/wsQ5-cLXBjM/s400/1377203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277237808064655906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Tahoma,Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;Sorry, I doesn't mean to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I really have to love you&lt;br /&gt;There is something i want you to know&lt;br /&gt;About the way I falling for you&lt;br /&gt;I really love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul will never leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(the origin in my rough work actually is: "My soul will never castaway u")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is there with you like shadow&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes angel will plays us a fool&lt;br /&gt;He will bring back everything to you&lt;br /&gt;And me to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, I love you from your head to toe&lt;br /&gt;You'll know how deep is my love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Tahoma,Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Tahoma,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;achin @ Sat, 24-Jul-2004 11:03 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-333631400455901568?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/333631400455901568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1684822758195509713.post-4620626326884650867</id><published>2004-07-24T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:51:01.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我寫歌詞'/><title type='text'>靠近天堂</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"&gt;冬天 凍結了昨天&lt;br /&gt;春天 溶化了思念&lt;br /&gt;我在夢的哪一邊&lt;br /&gt;那是一個什麼樣的世界？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏天 蒸發了悲傷&lt;br /&gt;秋天 吹來了夢想&lt;br /&gt;我幹嘛還在感嘆&lt;br /&gt;沉溺在過去無謂的遺憾？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;臉頰感覺到淚水的溫度&lt;br /&gt;總是跌倒之后才會更清楚&lt;br /&gt;哪些才是真正想要的幸福&lt;br /&gt;越是在乎的總是越留不住&lt;br /&gt;只好學習風的來去自如&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;告別了幼稚的無聊罵戰&lt;br /&gt;不再為夢想的遙遠而感嘆&lt;br /&gt;安靜面對前面的兵荒馬亂&lt;br /&gt;學習站在不同的角度觀賞&lt;br /&gt;才能更加貼近夢的天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一廂情願還要懂得愿賭服輸&lt;br /&gt;不到窮途末路別認輸&lt;br /&gt;流著淚的眼睛看不清眼前物&lt;br /&gt;別在這個時候決定賭注&lt;br /&gt;人生的升降起伏都是種感觸&lt;br /&gt;盡力了也無需在意成敗的結束&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;achin @ Sat, 24 July, 2004 9:13 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-4620626326884650867?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/4620626326884650867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post_8699.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4620626326884650867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1684822758195509713/posts/default/4620626326884650867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;每個人都說著人世間的道理&lt;br /&gt;明白還是體會都是一個問題&lt;br /&gt;為名為利忘了什麼是腳踏實地&lt;br /&gt;六月飛霜是否為人類叫可惜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忙碌的人失去了最初的自己&lt;br /&gt;匆忙的生活磨滅了真情找�&lt;br /&gt;良心在雨中歇斯底里不停哭泣&lt;br /&gt;再也看不見死心塌地的愛情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失去了自己 也看不起自己&lt;br /&gt;沉迷在太多太多人間遊戲&lt;br /&gt;為了保護自己 還是個人利益&lt;br /&gt;人與人之間多了一份猜疑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;achin @ Sat, 24-jul-04 10:07 PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1684822758195509713-1023364242663659050?l=manwithstory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/feeds/1023364242663659050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manwithstory.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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