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Wish Time Could Stand Still

I am staying here, with those alive and past; with those involved in life yet out of control; with those being pondered and executed; with those being obtained yet lost.

如果住在一个地方一阵子,却总也说不出彼地的名字,会是怎样的尴尬,还是说,会是怎样的惬意。走在街头,没有干扰,没有虚饰,也可能没有向下蔓延的向往。

I am Cold, so Put on Your Clothes.

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Winter's sunlight's still burning my eye, silver's fire's still bereaving my life.
Can't wait to find a burrow to hide inside, or sigh might as well without a lie.
Grab your wood stick and penetrate my chest, or some vervain, favor me drunk then dead.
About to visit you to see if you're all right, but don't forget to keep an eye on me at midnight.
In case given a bite to stay awhile, and can never be left out of my mind.

冬天的阳光仍在灼烧我的外在,银器的火焰仍在剥夺我的内在。
亟不可待着躲进某个昏暗的地带,或许在咽气前听到你的坦白。
抓起你的木棒穿透我的心脏,或些许马鞭草,赐予我醉生梦死。
我会去拜访你的安好,但请你不要忘记了在午夜十分提防着我。
如果被我伤了一口而浪漫地停留下来,就再也离我思想不分开。

Funeral Blues

 
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
 
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
 
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
 
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
 
by Wystan Hugh Auden (1907-1973)

The Vampire Diaries


Stefan Salvatore is portrayed to be very handsome and will do anything for Elena. He loves her dearly and doesn't want her to get hurt so he does everything he can to protect Elena, even if it means killing his own brother. Stefan goes through a lot of terrible events and even though he might suffer he never gives up on trying to live a normal life with his beloved Elena.

收获的季节

秋天浸满了离树枯叶的黄与离夏不设防的寒。带着耳机,唯一的有形财产、漫步于悲寂败叶之上;鞋与叶的摩擦声,风声与呼啸而过的汽车声只能将这一季节定性为寂寞的季节。
镜子里的自己可能不再像是自己,镜子向说了谎;不同的人却还是不同的人:思想、理想甚至于妄想和幻想也不见得有什么例外。不过或许这寂寞的季节也不见得只有冷清,他也可以像是一杯咖啡,凉了之后,别有一番滋味。
五天前的手术还没拆线就跑了回来;不是为了不想继续打针,不是不想寂寞,不是贪婪团聚,祭奠这空虚着的季节。面对现实的生活无法乐观,平凡面前也无法悲观,静待蜕变的冬。
 

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