tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48689048975755690242012-02-11T08:20:43.766-08:00Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-76606687213920472622012-02-11T08:08:00.000-08:002012-02-11T08:20:43.794-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-7660668721392047262?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-84084685677929576912011-12-20T09:24:00.001-08:002011-12-20T09:44:24.925-08:00我爱热闹<br />只要是三言两语派得上场面<br />既不失礼 又惹人发笑<br />其实自己心里得意的要死<br />所以我笑话很多<br />大家会和我一起找乐子<br />这时候 什么烦恼的事都无关痛痒<br />哈哈哈哈哈 过了一天<br /><br />我爱宁静<br />有时候偏爱 爱得入骨<br />因为我可以找回过去<br />细细品味<br />如果被偷窥者瞧见了<br />“你很EMO”<br />可笑的是人本来由七情六欲组成<br />只要真实 大家都是同一票人<br />你躲在角落哭 和我坐在街上哭<br />无非都是哭 只是宣泄<br />克制不了 勉强自己也心虚吧<br />所以会很羡慕小孩敢爱敢恨的天真无邪<br />真希望时间巨人可以赶我回去<br />我倒是不介意露出这排凹凸不平的牙齿<br />给你一个大笑报恩。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-8408468567792957691?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-24151641312631244862011-10-14T09:38:00.000-07:002011-10-14T09:50:18.253-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >用心 我曾经非常仔细地想过</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >即使世界与我为敌</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我依然是利用吉他生活的人</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >潦倒也好 颠簸也免不了更好</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >被嘲笑了 若我屹立不倒</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我会自我式的成功</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >不必看人脸色 别人的眼眶都是黑白的</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >至少自己会描绘 我有颜料</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我不害怕</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >总好过 天天勉强自己 我好快乐</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >真的好快乐 </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我背负梦想苟且偷生</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >是谁又在承诺自己</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >过了这些年 蓝天就不远了</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >所以 这世界还是好可笑</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我疯狂地撕扯这片整齐的布局</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >慢慢走 慢慢走</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >蜗牛都会拥有终点。</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-2415164131263124486?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-71256966054572466312011-07-31T23:14:00.000-07:002011-08-01T05:14:31.347-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdgbLwMRpkY/TjZL07a46LI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AKoQcFMQcA0/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdgbLwMRpkY/TjZL07a46LI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AKoQcFMQcA0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635775356376508594" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span">自从有妳 多了份寂寞</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">斑斑驳驳 刻意我的梦</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">仅仅生活 都付出气魄</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">为了勇敢 不差多少祸</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">我闯了几番 一同牵手笑过</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">可惜抵不过妳转身以后</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">何不让我委屈得尽兴</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">一滴泪也不浪费的流</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">不讨妳半分目光</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">让自己对自己说坚强</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">又是更多更多的期盼</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">才把妳穿在身上 </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">只怨又被我双眼模糊了两岸</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">妳的天堂 </span>我的 我的暗淡</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">请妳笑纳我的歌唱</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-7125696605457246631?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-39658433249057619942011-07-31T08:22:00.000-07:002011-07-31T08:42:03.672-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2voaOhVh3k/TjV3vUEFHqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vZVHXCGeQxc/s1600/new-bookstore4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2voaOhVh3k/TjV3vUEFHqI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vZVHXCGeQxc/s200/new-bookstore4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635542163447422626" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" >每次逛书局</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >首要的是找自己心目头号的作者</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >然后看看是否有新作品还什么的</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >其他的都不甚过目</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >文学类的作者广泛</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >有国际化到看不懂的</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >有小品的闷死的</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >不过我始终如一的翻找着林夕(18岁后患的习惯)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >然后同一排书柜上的邻居们</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我不敢说是冷眼啦</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >还是会礼貌性的瞧瞧书名</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >再用心感受这几个字的真挚</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >不过当然最后还是摆回去</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >还有 不要再那么喜欢悲伤</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >什么颓废 寂寞 </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >干 走开吧</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >月亮不需要你衬托</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >它不多寂寞</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >它有我。</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-3965843324905761994?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-39762313026987176542011-07-09T11:27:00.000-07:002011-07-09T11:40:53.165-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >一直陪着腐败得不像话的国家成长</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >都只是奚落我国的弊处</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >说长话短 用激烈的口吻</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >却以不多看重的心态相持对立</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >今天的人民意识可不仅仅因为几条啼笑皆非的丑闻</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >而是五十年来昼夜不眠的腥风血雨 痛打在心口</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >伤疤 只会日益粗大</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >马来西亚很民主啊</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我以前都是引以为豪的</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >只是觉得 国阵的卑鄙手段 是可耻</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >但不至于咬牙切齿</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >如今才晓得 背后的腐败竟是如此不朽</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >一代不如一代的袭来</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我内心十分纠结</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我爱得太迟了 国土已经快沉没了</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >我还在为新建的地基而叹息</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >却不知屹立数十年的旧楼</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >崩塌只是时间的问题</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-3976231302698717654?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-38911753660018626892011-07-05T05:26:00.000-07:002011-07-05T05:35:37.866-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfNiqE95sAo/ThMEVJHtrvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SR-YfKb9EDg/s1600/23382_1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xfNiqE95sAo/ThMEVJHtrvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SR-YfKb9EDg/s200/23382_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625845120787918578" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, 宋体; line-height: 25px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >扬帆时 人潮没有你<br />我是我 和途人一起<br />停顿时 在你笑开的眼眉<br />望穿秋水之美<br />回程时 浪淘尽了你<br />任背影 长睡着不起<br />留下我 在粪土当中<br />翻检背囊 直到拾回自己<br /><br />掌心因此多出一根刺<br />没有刺痛便懒知<br />就当共你 有旧情没有往事<br /><br />如烟 因给你递过火<br />如火 却也没熔掉我<br />回望最初 当丧失是得着可不可<br />可痛若骊歌 乐如儿歌<br />像你没来过 没去过<br />谁同行 仍同样结尾<br />血液里 才遗传悲喜<br />谁亦难 避过这一身客尘<br />但刚巧出於你<br />垂头前 没缘份丧气<br />睡到醒 才站立得起<br />盲目过 便看到天机<br />反覆往来 又再做回自己<br /><br />即使一生多出一根刺<br />没有刺痛别要知<br />就当共你 有剧情没有故事<br /><br />如花 超生了没有果<br />如果 过路能重踏过<br />就当最初 是碎步湖上可不可<br />不种下甚麽 摘来甚麽<br />像我没来过 没去过</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-3891175366001862689?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-90015443649686612782011-04-30T09:55:00.000-07:002011-04-30T11:58:35.026-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAsKqm47sAA/TbxHoi_0QmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wWMq6NJSbK4/s1600/2449_12305596014tPd.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAsKqm47sAA/TbxHoi_0QmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wWMq6NJSbK4/s200/2449_12305596014tPd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601430798456865378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">讶异的是 今夜的迟疑<br />很多可以按下的快捷键<br />我都取消了<br />毛孔会颤抖 打喷嚏<br />感觉整个很凄凉<br />我即将带着一般的脚步<br />暂时离开家里的门槛<br /><br />遗憾的是 带去了很多必需品<br />亦被迫遗留了 不<br />应该说是故意留下的脸孔<br />我没有任何 丝毫的勇气挥手道别<br />既然那片海的深蓝 令妳看对岸的我<br />更赏心悦目 何不给妳一些自由<br />那就这样吧<br /><br />冬夜 一点都不冷<br />只是令人萌生一些念头<br />使我必须穿着寒衣躲起来<br />不让妳发觉我影子的微弱<br />真的褪色了<br /><br />另外 新生活 我热血的说:<br />我跳进来了!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-9001544364968661278?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4868904897575569024.post-23460383525353669832011-04-27T10:08:00.000-07:002011-04-29T12:06:00.445-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GUZyqUUmoo/TbsMEcqKzHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WBJKuxIVVfM/s1600/2106702_144933022666_2.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GUZyqUUmoo/TbsMEcqKzHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WBJKuxIVVfM/s200/2106702_144933022666_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601083832117415026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><span>我一直在演习着最真切的自己</span><br /><span>一边听着不眠不休的歌曲 哼唱着</span><br /><span>一边发着呆 凝视有点沉闷的天空</span><br /><span>一边把幻想的画面剪接 铺在脑海中漂浮</span><br /><span>一边利用很摇滚的态度做每件事情</span><br /><span>一边骑着摩哆车 模仿藤原拓海的手势</span><br /><span>一边自言自语 倾诉高亢的心声 兴奋不已</span><br /><span>一边沉醉在林夕的文字中 似懂非懂的沉醉</span><br /><span>一边往图书馆翻找些古典文学 想充实自己 其实我发现是充实虚荣心罢了</span><br /><span>一边细读着现代式文学 有着情感的韵味 九把刀 橘子 藤井树 痞子蔡</span><br /><span>一边品尝着PPS的电影 将自己或影子活在里头 这样的真实应该不虚伪吧</span><br /><span>一边挖掘各路美女的行踪 只是满足视觉 看到她们为工作而挤出的饱满笑容 真的很欣慰</span><br /><br /><span>如今才晓得 心情需要分享</span><br /><span>妳的青涩 我已经按部就班的紧握</span><br /><span>也许妳是场来历不明的雾</span><br /><span>只是倒有些可惜我覆水难收的心情</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4868904897575569024-2346038352535366983?l=somethingright.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Old Juniorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04811668650377777289noreply@blogger.com0