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    亲爱的咖啡

    本来想用这个题目写点东西,但是只写了两句就停住了:
    "亲爱的咖啡
    嘴上一半,心里一半"
     
    关键是我的毕业大论文太让人麻烦了,丢了有一段时间了,现在拿起来似乎有点困难
    不过还好,现在心里慢慢有个草稿,我想有了草稿,写出了应该会快一点.
    还有就是投了半年的论文,被拒了回来,说是让我改,似乎看到可以在国际顶级期刊上发paper的曙光了
    所以,我也要好好改改,再投过去,这回不能辜负卢老师了.
    前几日套间里一直有一瓶百合。每天都会去看看,每天都会有惊喜:
    从一个个拽紧的小拳头,到慢慢张开,到开放。
    新鲜的花蕾,一日日的暗淡下去,直到变成暗黄色。
    直到前天,实在不忍心看她凋谢下去,把她拿了出去。
    本来是想写一首《百合》,看来又要延后了。
     
    已经差不多一个月没有去Intel了,不知道头头还认识不认识我,明天去看看。
    下个礼拜就要check out了。
    期待在HP的生活,呵呵,人家可是全球500强中的前50强。
     

    百合

    七夜的东西,总感觉很好,于是看到自己的不足.但是他几乎每天都写,原来是他去年毕业,找了个工作不顺心,就辞了工作,一门心思考公务员.所以才有这么多闲暇的时间.他说"上海这个地方适合写作的地方".不管怎么忙,我还是应该坚持写一点,修行也好娱乐也罢.如今找个满意的工作是很难得了,好象周围的朋友每天都在奔波.

    《当你老了》
      

    当你老了,再也耍不动画笔
    再也折腾不起鼠标键盘
    请取下这首诗细细的读
    有一个善良的傻瓜
    他曾安静的喜欢过你

    当你老了,失声于电视剧
    开始整夜整夜的失眠
    请取下这首诗慢慢的读
    那些过往的旧事
    会陪你把黑夜坐亮

    当你老了,被时间甩在后面
    鲜亮的指甲油早已褪色
    请取下这首诗静静的读
    将它装饰在你的窗前
    窗外一轮新月躲在树后


    20061120

    《早晨的相遇》


    空腹离开住处
    你也在取脚踏车
    我们小心的问候
    转身,各自离开


    时间很年轻
    耳朵也很新鲜
    开锁的声音响在脑海
    盼望着早晨再长一些


    《秋》

    季节做着一道古老的减法
    老槐树忧伤的脱下外衣

    那么多落叶在人间走丢
    只为兑现这个秋天

    一个姓等的男人捂着胸口
    他比秋天还要寂寞

    异乡人正打马涉水而过
    不愿老去的就成了硬伤

    20061110

    Bless

    发现自己很久没写,也就这几日,觉得自己像个计算机系的人,开始看一些书了.
    这几日做了如下事情:参加宣讲会若干次,去公司上班若干天,面试笔试若干次,FB若干次,打网球两次,上水源若干次.
    帮水源放了2次进站,很工科吧.参加photo外拍一次,拍了不少片子,上集体照一张,最右边的那个就是我了.:);
    那次被HP面试了5个小时,所以,快点给我offer吧.樊块老婆明天6点到上海,和他领结婚证,所以要bless一下.这几日看他有点心神不宁,看来真正到结婚的时候,他倒有点没底了.我让他5点捧束花到火车站等她,他居然说太早了. 没写多少东西,今天是写不完了,等改天写齐了,一起上吧.

    5毛的馒头,1元的公共汽车票,2元钱的缘分,3.4元的结婚证,还有年轻时自己的笔友.这些才是需要怀念和珍惜的

    《long lost pen pal》 by/ Hello Saferide

    Hello
    Do you remember me
    I am your long lost pen pal
    It must have been ten years ago we last wrote
    I don't really know what happened
    I guess life came in the way
    Let me know if you're still alive
    Let me know if you ever used that knife or not

    Hello
    Yes I remember you
    I've got a husband and two children now
    I work as an accountant and make fairly good money
    I still have your letters, you used a pink pen to write them
    And you would comfort me
    when my tears would stain the ink
    And I would send you mix tapes with Kate Bush on

    I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters
    Tried to make life better than it was
    I still wasn't kissed at sixteen
    And I still need a friend

    There was this letter
    I never told you this back then
    But it would be fair to say it saved my life
    I sat in the window
    The only one left out from a party again
    Pretty sure I didn't have a single friend
    Then I checked the mailbox

    Dear long lost penpal
    I was lying the whole time
    I'm really a 46 years old man named Luke
    I have three children
    and a wife, she doesn't care
    And I hope you don't resent me
    And I hope you do not hate me
    For trying to find my way back to what it's like to be young

    I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters
    Tried to make life better than it was
    I still wasn't kissed at sixteen
    And I still need a friend
     

    PS:不是我写的,是歌词.没错的话,现在放的应该就是这个.:)