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意放空 发表于 2014-4-12 16:46:40

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人的一生當中最好別錯過兩樣東西，一樣是回家的末班車，還有一樣是一個深愛你的人。在我看來，不能錯過的，只有兩個，一個是你，一個是我。
　　歲月靜好，夜色溫柔。手握一杯清茶，獨自在音樂裏漫步，看播放器上面忽明忽暗閃爍著的曲線，水晶般的音符，在不同的樂器裏變幻著不同的調子、不同的情懷、不同的意境。閉上眼睛，靜心聆聽，任一曲又一曲曼妙的旋律在房間裏靜靜流淌，流淌出來的音符化成瓣瓣心香，每一瓣都是玲珑心曲，每一瓣都與心弦奏響共鳴，每一瓣飄落心海都會泛起陣陣漣漪，牽動著這一季的悠悠情思。
　　
　　日子如行雲流水，驚覺間秋已近半，細數門前落葉，傾聽窗外雨聲，涉水而過的聲音此刻想起，秋夜，你被雨淋濕、被風吹亂了的心，每個人都有曾經，那些流年中的故事，流年中的碎碎念想，是如此的缤紛美麗。于你而言，時光擺上的印記在你身後層層腐朽，或許，你的心還在雨中行走，或許，你已打開了那把小紅傘，無論何時打開，可否將你傘下的那個位置給我，讓我與你同行，風雨同舟？
　　
　　萬籁俱靜，秋風依依。寂寞了一襲長發的心事，而我在一朵花開放的時間，讓淺淺的憂傷竟潮濕了這個季節的衣裳，伴隨著一縷一縷折疊起伏的音律，一不小心就被音樂裏釋放出來的憂傷落寞擊中，一些無法用言語表述的淡淡傷感惆怅就在音樂的撫慰下淋漓盡致的傾瀉出來，將這個夜晚渲染得如詩如畫、靜谧詳和。今夜，就讓這如水的琴音帶我進入悠遠浩渺的天宇，讓我的靈魂與美妙的音樂共舞……
　　
　　一直都喜歡音樂，喜歡古筝的行雲流水、鋼琴的靈動輕快、笛子的清脆悅耳、小提琴的悠揚婉轉、二胡的幽怨淒清、流行哥曲的如泣如訴、琵琶的百轉千回、薩克斯的迷離纏綿……喜歡沈醉其中的甯靜唯美;山間溪水旁的花花草草，喜歡在心靈深處與之碰撞的共鳴與對白。音樂和文字一樣，是有靈性的，但它卻不需要借助語言、筆墨，卻給人以詩的意境、畫的意象、文字的馨香，它能觸動人心底隱藏的情感，撥動人心房那根最敏感的琴弦。
　　
　　當飛舞的思念隨著流淌的音樂盤旋飄遠，穿越夜的彌漫，最後落在筆尖鍵盤裏，深深淺淺地寫著，心中那份對你的執著與眷戀，你的倩影依稀浮現在眼前，如夢似幻，我看得如癡如醉，卻也帶著絲絲憂郁。窗外，清風揚起幾縷清絲，它穿梭著我的孤夢，這個季節，想念，感傷，彷徨，薄涼，收獲的金黃，最終卻彙成一股股暖流，流淌在寂靜的歲月裏，镌刻在時光的記憶裏，在最美的年華，遇到最美的你，邂逅一場動心的秋花煙雨，成爲永遠的夢，是這個季節最美的點綴。
　　
　　清淺流年，情暖一季。思念的孤煙，就像呼吸一樣自然。想你清淺的側面，想你目光裏的溫暖。想你落花深處，回眸一刹的淺笑嫣然，我們彼此相依，漫看雲卷雲舒，霧積雲散。因我輕度流年，因你靜聽花落，用心勾勒你我間的濃情厚意，想必，在你的眉底眼間，也透著一份憂郁。我的微笑，只爲你揚起。這一季花開，你不來，我不敢離開，你不來，我怎敢獨自滄桑，從此，寂寞相送，溫暖相依。

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Alice bent over her work (she had eventually{283} induced Mr Silverdale to sanction the creation of a pair of slippers) with a pleased, lop-sided smile. She raised her hands and let them lie with strong pressure on his shoulders. "Another thing," said Fred—"why is it that the grooms are covered with tattoo-marks, and wear so little clothing?" The junk was all ready in the morning; and as soon as the passengers were on board, her sail was lifted, and she slowly worked her way through the water. The wind was all right for the voyage to the mouth of the river where Osaka lay; and if they had been on a sail-boat such as all New-Yorkers are familiar with, the journey would have been over in three or four hours. But the junk was not built for racing purposes, and the most that could be hoped for from her was a speed of about three miles an hour. This was no detriment, as they could thus make the mouth of the river by noon; and if the bar could be easily crossed, they would be at the city long before sunset. Life on a junk was a novelty, and therefore they were not annoyed to think that their craft was not a swift one. One coolie chin-chin he good night; "Quinn didn't know it, for Oliver got away, but they got the Yankee deserter, and brought him in when everybody was asleep but me, and I cross-examined him. Oh, my friend, God's arm is not shortened that he cannot save! He maketh the wrath of the wicked to praise him! The man was dying then, but thank God, I choked the whole truth out of him with a halter over a limb, and then for three mortal hours I couldn't start because the squad that took him out to--Who--who is that?" They did not understand, of course, that poor Belgium would have liked nothing better than to remain neutral also. "His face, unshaven since ever so long, is quite emaciated, and presents all the symptoms of nervous exhaustion. Once more twenty German soldiers are being nursed in his college, where only once a German doctor came to see them. He (Dr. Goffin) and a couple of Sisters have to manage everything by themselves, and the Germans do not even dream of providing food for their own wounded, although the college is so inadequately provisioned that the Head and the Sisters have to deny themselves the necessary nourishment that they may feed the wounded. to be quite a prominent person! LOCK WILLOW, 19th June Outside the night is moonless, deep blue. Venus seems quite close to us, shining with intense brightness, and the jasmines scent the air, softly lighted by the lanterns which burn out one by one. XI. "I'll tell you what you might do," he said at length, "if you care to take the risk. We're goin' back with some teams to Bridgeport to-morrow mornin'. You might git in one of the wagons and ride back 10 or 15 miles to a little valley that I remember that's there, and which I think looks like it hain't bin foraged. I was thinkin' as we come through the other day that I might git something goo'd to eat up there, and I'd try it some day. No body seems to 've noticed it yit. But it may be chock full o' rebels, for all I know, and a feller git jumped the moment he sets foot in it." "I hope it is all right," said the Deacon, a little abashed; "but I never had any use for a hoss that went back more'n he did forrard." Peasmarsh choir consisted of about eighteen boys and girls, with an accompaniment of cornets, flutes, and a bass viol—the last played by an immensely aged drover from Coldblow, who, having only three fingers on his left hand, had to compromise, not always tunefully, with the score. The singing was erratic. Eighteen fresh young voices could not fail to give a certain pleasure, but various members had idiosyncrasies which did not make for the common weal—such as young Ditch, who never knew till he had begun to sing whether his voice would be bass or alto, all intermediary pitches being somehow unattainable—or Rosie Hubble from Barline, who was always four bars behind the rest—or[Pg 141] even young Robert himself, who in crises of enthusiasm was wont to sing so loud that his voice drowned everyone else's, or in a wild game of follow-my-leader led the whole anthem to destruction. Further on, in the secrecy of the tents and caravans, the dusk became full of cowering shapes, sometimes slipping and sliding about apart, sometimes blotted together ... there were whispers, rustlings, strugglings, low cries of "d?an't" and "adone do!"—the sound of kisses ... kisses ... they followed Robert all the way to Meridiana's tent, where, standing in the brazier glow, and flushed besides with crimson of her own, stood Bessie. "To me?" HoME 韩国在线高清观看ENTER NUMBET 0019cctvcylmz.org.cn
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