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Miss.Bench

It’s been a while how’ve you been doing? Ever overthink about me and you and, all the things we used to do, time that we shared?

Here the autumn has come. A grey season, a love story:

In my yard lived a young lady, Miss.Bench. Godness envied her beauty, cursed her born blind, deaf and dumb. Yet she was truly handsome, with her curved arms and reserved gesture, so elegant and so persistent. And she had a sweet heart: when little children played peekaboo with their mamas, she always offered her best to hide them.

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2009
09/15
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Letter matters

I been getting tired with facebook, twitter… these days. They’re no ways to bring people together. These telecomnunications, based on computers, teles and cells, seem to have saved us lots of time in obtaining info and managing social network, but I’d rather save more time on these “time-savers”. And I feel I live better and I better live this way.

I prefer one’s letter, especially when handsomely done. The handwriting itself contains the sweetness and soul beyond simple linguistic implications. A surreal electronic e-mail and a real letter with a little bunch of roses, I prefer latter like always.

So write to me when u’d like to.

2009
09/11
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流星

我期望/一个安宁的清晨/静静的小河边/坐着微微发软的泥土/倚靠微微倾斜的红树/湛蓝的天/朦胧的云/芦花/白鸟/汽笛/早钟/微风拂过/带来/几缕花香/几阵感动/弹起吉他/点支走调的歌/爬上树/唱首过季的诗/温热的阳光/透过琐碎的叶片/打在扉页上/远处一柱炊烟/几声吆喝/笔呢/那用指甲划在树干上/人们为了甜美的梦境/错过了太阳最美妙的开篇

你呢/不/要一个不安分的傍晚/狂躁的原野上/踏着过膝的杂草/齿叶吱地划过牛仔/无依无靠/阴沉的天/低矮的云/旷野/旷野/旷野/旷野/风/雨/听不见自己的歌/拒绝一颗古树的邀请/再拒绝一只野兔的哀求/手挡住雨/睁开眼/远处黄昏落日/好像天堂的门/映照人间悲壮的交响/城里/醒目的避雷针/笔呢/那就飘散在风雨里/人们为了安逸的幻觉/错过了大地最壮丽的收场

一颗流星划过/几处遥望/几多妄想

2009
08/21
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彼岸
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