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<title><![CDATA[我的蓝色台灯]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="line-height:1.8em;">接近午夜</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">我搭上11点20的地铁</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">穿梭于冬天北京城市的夜晚</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">回到我的小房间</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">打开那温暖的台灯</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">忽然想起朴树的第一张唱片《我去2000年》</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">那张震撼我心灵的唱片</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">记得在唱片内页他说道他的9W台灯</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">夜晚   窗下的台灯   温暖的光  和人</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">挺孤单的一个画面</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">画中人坐在台灯旁</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">漫无精心地拨动着吉他上的琴弦</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">窗外已经飘起了白雪</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;"><br></span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">来到这个梦一样的城市</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">我是否还是像以前一样孤独</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">幸运  离我有多远</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">小小的音乐王国在缓缓的建起</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">可有时忧伤总离我不远</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">是否在思念着某个人</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">寻找记忆的深处</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">没有发现具体的影像</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">你为何而来</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">忧伤</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">是否想把我带到另一个世界</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">有没有答案</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;"><br></span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">窗外的雪还在继续的下着</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">画中的人睡着在吉他旁</span><wbr /><br><span style="line-height:1.8em;">忘了关他那蓝色的台灯<br></span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[雪 （贰）]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<br>每天早晨醒来的第一件事情<br>是去厨房烧一壶开水<br>然后泡一杯热茶<br>带着我的吉他<br>坐在阳台上<br>让初冬温暖的阳光在我的琴弦上<br>舞蹈<br> <br>十一月的第一天凌晨开始下起了雪<br>比我们预想中都早了许多<br>有时我会放着电影《天使爱美丽》的原声音乐<br>看着窗外的雪景<br>随着手风琴、弦乐和钢琴那些来自法国<br>的旋律<br>浮想联翩<br>驱散这初冬的寒意<br> <br>亲爱的朋友们<br>原谅我没有把首演的消息告诉大家<br>对！我的乐队已经开始在北京演出了<br>到目前为止已经演了两场<br>发现自己并没有原来想的那么兴奋<br>会告诉每一个朋友<br>反而不想让朋友们知道<br>也许有太多的担心<br>总体两场演出下来还是不错的<br>第一场大家自我感觉都非常不错<br>第二场我真的是被气坏了<br>这都是好事<br> <br>辞掉了工作<br>享受着这难得的悠闲时光<br>弹琴、听音乐、写歌<br>努力地把一些新歌的编曲做完<br>期待着下一次演出的到来<br>一年多了<br>来到北京<br>时间过得真快<br>像一次冒险<br>充满了惊奇<br> <br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 11:34:15 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[做一件事情怎么就那么难呢？！]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[如此美丽的夏日 <br>这应该是有爱情和音乐的夏夜 <br>女孩们穿着短裙  <br>伴着音乐围着火焰舞蹈 <br>连宇宙的星辰也为之动容 <br>似乎这只是梦境而已 <br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 03:01:07 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[雪]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[一个无比平常的早晨<br>我像往常一样<br>被淹没在上班的人流中<br>穿梭在城市的地铁与车辆之间<br>但当我出地铁口的时候<br>一些白色的精灵向我扑面而来<br>晃过神来才发现<br>下雪了！<br>在北京，一个普通的春天的早晨<br>下雪了！<br>我惊讶地望望天空　望望树　望望人群<br>自己仿佛是在水里游的小鱼<br>许多白色的小水泡都在围着我跳舞<br>这美妙的一切<br>似乎一下又把我带到梦里<br>很温暖<br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 02:27:19 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[春节假期]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-family:'新宋体';line-height:1.8em;">不高兴，累！<br>呆在家里，看看片子，喝喝酒，弹弹琴<br>讨厌同学聚会<br>讨厌浮躁<br>喜欢做梦，胡思乱想<br>脑子被许多画面占据着<br>忧伤得无法自拔<br>喜欢在夜晚一个静静的呆着<br>和我温暖的台灯<br>听连我自己都不知道什么时候写的歌<br>很平静<br>想写首诗<br>却发现失去了那种能力<br>有时候也很困惑<br>不知道为了什么<br>还是发呆<br>享受这最后短暂的宁静与悠闲</span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 09:44:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[北京!北京!]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[在我的生命中<br>不知道多少回呼唤她的名字<br>北京!北京!<br>如今<br>我真的来到了她的身边<br>不再像当年那个懵懂的少年<br>但这里并不是个乐园<br>是不能让我肆忌在这里玩耍的<br>就要入冬了<br>必须寻找一个栖身之所<br>一个栖身之所<br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 12:54:29 GMT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Modern sky Music Festival]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">Modern sky Music Festival</span><wbr /> <br><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">Rock'n'Roll, passion, fashion! </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">During September 30th to October 2nd, more than 10 thousand people, Chinese, American, European, crowed to Haidian Park in Beijing and enjoyed the music, sunshine and the air! That was Modern sky Music Festival! (Modern sky, the most influential Chinese label for indie music). </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">Music＋！What does “Music＋！” mean?  This is the concept of Modern sky Music Festival. It means there is not only music! </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">Music＋Art: Art Exhibition. Music＋Space: Original design decorations, T-shirts, handbags were selling. Music＋imaging: Independent films. Music＋Love: Environmental protection, energy conservation and panda conservation.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">70 bands, artists and DJs performed their music from 1 p.m. to 11p.m.on main stage, rock stage and electronic stage, including nearly every music style: alternative rock, punk, hard-core, heavy metal, folk, brit-pop and electronica.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">Main stage, He Yong, Zhang Chu and New Pants were three grand finales in every three days. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">He Yong and Zhang Chu are the two long-not-seen prominent rock stars in China. Everyone who likes rock music knows them and their glory time in 1994. “Sister” is one of Zhang Chu’s famous songs. On the first night, the audience was at fever pitch when he was singing that song! All the audience was singing together. And He Zhang’s performance also killed the audience. His father, He Yu Sheng，who plays trichord, a kind of traditional musical instrument in Beijing, was playing in his son 's song “Bell and Drum towers”. The crowd cheered. They concern about our ordinary life and politics in their albums. They move the people’s heart. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">New Pants is a punk band in new generation. Not like He Yong and Zhang Chun, it is a funny band. They concern about fashion, joy, love and enthusiasm. The singer also is an independent film director. On the third night, their playing was full of passion and craziness. People were singing, dancing and enjoying the music and enthusiasm. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">There were still others great bands on rock stage. Most of them were young and rock. For instance, Convenient store, Milk@coffee, Yu Fei Men. They are the new power of Chinese independent music.</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-family:'Tahoma';line-height:1.8em;">During those three days, my eyes were always attracted to colored hair, interesting T-shirts, tattoos, funny posters, skateboards and beautiful girls in fashionable clothing. People were enjoying Modern Sky music festival, no matter dark hair or blond hair. People were just talking, drinking and having fun with friends, family and lovers. Sometimes they were lying down, enjoying the music or looking at the blue sky and clouds; sometimes they were just playing games and taking pictures or hanging around, buying interesting decorations and CDs. Everybody was enjoying the sunshine, air, music, food, fashion and love.</span><wbr /> <br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[孩子们]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">终于明白为什么说老师是天职</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">今天  我离开了那个学校</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">心理空荡荡的</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">本以为我会非常兴奋</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">但我却感到非常伤感</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">最恨的是 不能跟我那帮孩子们 说声</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">再见</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">太多深刻的没有说声再见 的 再见</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">回想这一年多的许多画面</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">他们黑漆漆的大眼睛</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">天真 纯洁 的表情</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">看我的眼神</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">其实这一年多来并不是我在教他们</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">而是他们在教我怎么样去体验生命的</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">精彩</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:''隶书',';line-height:1.8em;">希望他们永远不要长大！</span><wbr /><br> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[回爷爷的家]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">2007年冬天写的老东西，贴在这里显摆一下。:-)</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">（第一天）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">和父亲</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">踏上行程</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">赶上回爷爷家的班车</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">进山了</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">  进山门</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">山门</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">神秘之门</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">通向另</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">另一个世界</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那是一片被我遗忘了五年的地方</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">在冬季它总是显得那么苍茫</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">山间的土砖瓦房和</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">丰收后干涸的稻田</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">半绿半枯黄的植物</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">构成了南方乡间冬季的画面</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">在儿时的记忆中</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">稻谷堆成小山的谷仓</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">石磨 黄豆 茶叶和</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那时最喜欢吃的红薯干</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">都是童年对山里的印象</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">五年后我再次来到这里</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">它还是那样的亲切</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">因为山里交通不便</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">所以第一天我们在我小姑的村子里停留</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那晚我独自一人站在村子里的晒谷场上</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">和着村口的溪流声  还有</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">不时远处传来的狗叫声</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">在山里明亮的月光下</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">起舞——</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">月下的村庄</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">镶在山间的</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">一颗颗珍珠</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">在月光下</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">辉映</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">宇宙的星辰</span><wbr /> <br><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">（第二天）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">继续赶路</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">我和老爸搭上了</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">进山拉木材的大卡车的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">顺风车</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">我站在车后箱上</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">看着远处黄土砌成的村庄</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">清澈的溪流  山 林 草</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">仿佛当时我就是一个农民</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">走在赶集的路上</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">傍晚</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">我单独留在</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">爷爷的墓前</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">和他说说话</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">陪他一起看看夕阳</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">（第三天）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">回到爷爷家的老房子</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">即熟悉又陌生的地方</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">自从几年前的洪水把后面的土墙</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">推翻了以后</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那里就慢慢的长满了杂草</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">房内空空如也</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">只剩下墙上像框里的老相片</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">和我小时就很喜欢的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">爷爷的葫芦</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">看着这些东西</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">恍如隔世</span><wbr /> <br><br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">（第四天）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">午后</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">阳光灿烂</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">我一个人沿着</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">溪边往上走</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">没有目的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">走走  看看</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">或坐在溪边的石头上</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">听着溪流声</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">发呆</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">山间溪流</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">上苍的恩赐</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">大地的美酒</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">我醉倒</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">在你的身</span><wbr /><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">旁</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">进入时空的转换</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">最有意思的是在途中</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">有几只水牛在洗澡</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:18px;line-height:1.8em;">水牛</span><wbr /><span style="font-size:18px;line-height:1.8em;">沐浴中</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br> <br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">我瞪着你</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">你也瞪着我</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">你脸颊红润</span><wbr /></span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">面带羞涩</span><wbr /> </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;"> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">而此刻</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">我只轻轻一笑</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">你便匆匆逃离</span><wbr /> <br> <br></span><wbr /><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那时只有天和地</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">太阳 山岭 溪流 石头 </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">和我</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">而我就是那一刻的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">王</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:13px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">（第五天）</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">也是最后一天</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">回到了小姑家</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">这里乡间女人的手</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">给我留下很深的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">印象</span><wbr /> <br><br><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">山里女人的手</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">百年的日月精华</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">铸成你那</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">撑起天地的</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">双手</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">那是血泪</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">财富和善良</span><wbr /> <br><br><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">那天阳光还是那样的灿烂</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">我去看了看我的两个小表弟的学校</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">它约有两个篮球场那么大</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">包括教室和操场在内</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">也是黄土砌成的土砖房</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">墙上有向雷锋 赖宁学习的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">红色的字样</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">感觉就像回到六十年代 </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">一位男老师  蓬松着头发</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">发现了我  点了点头</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">教室里的孩子像</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">发现了外太空生物似的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">瞪着我</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">让我不知所措</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">于是我躲在一米高的土墙外</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">不忍打破这美丽的宁静</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“蓝天是什么的家？”老师问</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">下面是一片叽叽喳喳  胡说八道</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">老师用家乡话批评了几个捣蛋鬼后</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">又用他那带着家乡口音的普通话说</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“蓝天是白云的家！”</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">下面的小孩终于有点齐声的说</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“蓝天是白云的家！”</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">然后那老师又继续问</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“森林是什么的家？”</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">结果还是和前一次一样</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">最后老师问</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“我们是什么的花朵？”</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">“我们是祖国的花朵！”</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">这次那群小孩没有不会说的</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">蓝天是白云的家</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">森林是小鸟的家</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'幼圆';line-height:1.8em;">我们是祖国的花朵</span><wbr /> <br> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">这平平淡淡的几句话</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">就像漂在乡间上空的</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">美丽的诗句和希望</span><wbr /> <br><span style="font-size:18px;font-family:'隶书';line-height:1.8em;">让我感动不已！</span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">                                             Looking for the memories in Beijing</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    One day my boss told me that I could take six days off. So I decided to go to Beijing visiting my friends and looking for my memory of Beijing.I bought </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">the ticket and told two of my close friends that I was planning to go to Beijing. One of them said I could stay in his place.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    May 3rd when I had finished my work, I carried my bag and took a taxi to the train station. I couldn't believe I was about to go back to Beijing when I </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">was standing in the hall of Guilin Train Station. It was like a dream.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    19:20 P.M. the train departed. It wasn't pleasant journey. I had to sit on the seat nearly 29 hours. During the time, there were two men who tried to </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">grab my half seat and they succeed. Maybe because of the holiday, the train was crowded. A lot of people couldn't buy the tickets for seats. They could only </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">buy the tickets for standing. I saw a very young mom holding her little baby and sitting on her stool in the aisle. I felt sad and that made me think a lot </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">of about life. For those people maybe I was lucky.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    May 4th 11: 40 P.M. I arrived at my friend's flat. Two of them had been waiting for me. When I entered the room, XiaoYu, one of my close friends, said: </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">&quot;Come, have a drink!&quot; I threw my bag immediately. Three of us were holding the glasses, they said: &quot;Welcome back to Beijing!&quot;</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    Later we had a little party. I brought the demos of my home making album, which I haven't finished to them. They listened to it and said no bad, but they </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">preferred to my new songs that I played to them after that. XiaoYu said it's been a long time! Haven't heard this kind of music that could make him feel so </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">peaceful! He used an English word to describe it, pure!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">   I guess he really likes those songs. Two of them always support me, encourage me and they are always nice to me. They are just like my brothers. That </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">night we were drinking beer and whisky, talking music and life. Sometimes they talked about business, market that I don't understand at all. Then I realized </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">&quot;I am in Beijing now!&quot;</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    May 5th. I planned to see the university I used to live and study. Two of my roommates who I haven't seen for four years said that they would meet me at </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">that university. At noon I arrived first and I said I would be waiting at the gym. After a while, one of them, &quot;fat boy&quot;, we call him, had arrived. He was </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">scanning the crowd and couldn't find me. Just then, he saw a guy who was smiling at him and he thought &quot;Is this guy?' Finally he recognized me. He said: &quot; I </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">can't nearly recognize you. You used to be having long hair.&quot; I said happily: &quot; me too. You're fatter.&quot; &quot;And you're thinner.&quot; So we kept talking, walking. A </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">few minutes later, I met the other roommate. We had lunch together in the dinning hall four. That university has 8 big dinning halls. And now all of them are </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">not as the same as they used to be. They are much modern and nicer.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    &quot;Do you remember that guy?&quot; &quot;Do you know how has he been?&quot; &quot;Oh, he is working for…?&quot; We had a long lunch. After lunch, we were walking on the campus and </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">looking for our memories. On of my roommates said:&quot; It's just like that all the things happened yesterday.&quot; And I agreed with him.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    That day I felt I was in a dream and we just kept walking, talking, looking and laughing. I just enjoyed all the memories with them, sunshine and </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">friendship.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    May 6th. It was an amazing day.      At noon I went to see a girl who I can talk about poetry and literature with. We had lunch together and had a very nice conversation. She told me that </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">she is getting married. I saw her happy facial expression and I felt so happy for her. After lunch she had to go back to work, so I planned to walk around. I </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">got on the metro heading to Wang Fu Jing walking street. I like that place. I used to go there several times. Later I was there again, but I couldn't find </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">the feeling I used to have. Anyway I just kept walking and taking pictures. Just then I was at the front door of Foreign Language bookstore. CD shops and </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">bookstores, two kind of places I really like to go inside and take a look. It's a very nice place, quiet. I enjoyed walking, looking in there, even though I </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">didn't have any specific books I wanted. I just scanned that great number of different books.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    A western guy was talking to a shop assistant. He tried to find some English studying books for his Chinese friend. I could tell they had a tiny problem </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">of communication. So I went toward him and said: &quot;Sorry to bother you, maybe I could help.&quot; Then we had a little conversation. I said the books which he was </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">holding are good, good for the beginner of Chinese students who want to learn English.&quot; I asked him if he is French, because I could tell from his accent. He </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">said yes. I also told him about myself, an English teacher, on my vacation… Before we said goodbye, he thanked for the help. After that I went the top of </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">floor and bought a Chinese rock album, then I left that bookstore.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    I got on the subway, decided to go to Tiananmen Square. I wanted to check National Museum, but unfortunately when I got there, I saw some solders were </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">cleaning the square. The tourists were forced to leave the square. Two of western tourists still wanted to go there, but the solders didn't allow. They </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">wanted to know why, but the solders couldn't let them understand. So I thought it was my show time. I translated that the solders wanted to tell them. &quot;They </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">said they have a activity.&quot; They also wondered what kind of the activity, they were curious. Then I translated again, &quot;Foreign government officers come.&quot; </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    After that, one of them was kind to me. So we had a 7 or 8 minutes conversation. They told me that they had been here for only two days. They were from </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">the U.S America. &quot;It is very hard to find someone who can speak English.&quot; They said. They were very interested in some old Chinese building. They pointed at </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">it and asked me what it was. I told them that was an old Chinese city gate. They also asked me something, but I couldn't understand. Then I realized I have </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">to keep practicing my English.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    8 P.M. I got back to my friend's flat and we had dinner together. He said: &quot;Let's go to a concert today.&quot; So we went. </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    When we arrived at a bar, which is called &quot;Jiangjinjiu&quot;, I saw two western people sat in front of the bar and played their music. I felt so exciting and </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">couldn't wait to go inside, but my friend was taking pictures of me. I said: &quot; Hurry up, Hurry up!&quot; That day was Wednesday, so my friend said I was so lucky, because if we went at weekends, we wouldn't get any changes to get inside. That bar is too small, </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">but we got two seats though that night. When those two musicians took a break, I went toward them talking with them. They are from Australia. “My first </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">foreign English teacher is Australian and He is very nice to me. We still keep in touch!” “That’s why you can speak such a good English!” They said </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">proudly.  They were so nice to me and I told them about my songs and my dreams. I also sang my songs to them.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">     The most surprising thing is that the leader singer, Jane, her great-grandma was Chinese. That night we had a wonderful time together. Ian, one of them </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">gave me his email address. My friend who can only speak a little English also joined the conversation. He said to Ian: “He is the best!” He put his hand on </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">my shoulder, “You can become his music teacher and teach him to write good songs…” and Ian said: “I can give advice, hahahaha.” We had a long </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">conversation and later we took some pictures altogether. I had never been so happy and exciting. I also could tell my friend from his facial expression, he </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">was happy and exciting too.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    When the concert was over, my friend decided to take me to another bar. Which usually has some Jazz concert. Unfortunately there was no concert that </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">night. Anyway my friend took me some photos in front of the bar which is called  &quot;East shore.&quot; </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    What an amazing day!</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    May 7th. It was a great day too. I went to see a friend who used to be my guitarist. We haven't seen each other for four years. After that I became a </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">tourist again. I was walking on the old clock tower street. I found a lot of interesting shops; things and I took a great number of photos.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">   In the evening I went back to my friend's apartment. We had a little concert. My friend and I were drinking beer and playing some old Chinese romantic </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">songs, which both of us love, but to be honest, that was the worst concert you've ever seen. During the playing, we made a lot of mistakes, forgot the chords </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">and something like that. But we enjoyed ourselves! We felt so happy and so glad to be together playing some music again. I shot our singing and playing. (I </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">keep the video and saw it a lot of times when I got back. That made me not feels so lonely).</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">    That night we were just singing, laughing and drinking. Later, we were talking about music, dreams, life, reality, poetry, philosophy, love, and girls.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">  I said: &quot;I am weak!&quot; &quot;I know&quot; he said, &quot;You're just like a simply boy who lives in his romantic dreams. French girls would like you.&quot; Yeah, I was so happy </span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">to hear that.</span><wbr /><br><span style="font-size:16px;font-family:'Century';line-height:1.8em;">  So my days in Beijing were over and I would always remember those days.</span><wbr /> <!--v:3.2--> ]]></description>
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