然后读了《北妹》，盛可以的处女长篇，没有《水乳》老道，但是比《水乳》丰富，我更喜欢。《北妹》讲述一个湖南大波少女来到深圳，干过各种工作，每种工作
都是受欺诈，遇过各种男人，每个男人都色狼。奋斗一圈回到起点，一样没有钱，没有家，没有爱，没有希望，不同是奶大到成了累赘，失去灵气，仿佛失去乳头，
只剩下十斤死肉。
冯唐随笔集：《活着活着就老了》
野蛮生长——盛可以首次个人画展暨新书发布酒会
冯唐随笔集：《活着活着就老了》
野蛮生长——盛可以首次个人画展暨新书发布酒会
2015年4月21日星期二
Awakenings
[ i can't stop my tears to think back of my years with fear that i am dear to nobody but my own ideas...]
Awakenings
In a beautiful green valley
where wild flowers grow
comes the first blanket of winter's snow
The clouds up above float luxuriously by
as I lay and stare at the wondrous sky
I can hear the wind whisper thru the trees
and smell the crisp air in the gentle breeze
I can not touch or feel
The feeling is slightly surreal.
I cast my eyes down
to see what lays ahead
It is then that I realize that i am dead.
My body is draped in a long black dress
My skin is absolutely colourless
It's a frightening feeling I must confess
I can hear the priest saying a few kind words
And in the background the beautiful harmony of words
Sniffles and sobs reach my ears
I guess I didn't make it to my golden years
My eyes survey the group gathered round
It is then when I see my only boy
And my love for him shines with so much joy
Suddenly a sadness fills me where once I was glad
As I realize I will never again kiss that sweet lad.
He is saying goodbye
and so I must too
but i just don't know if I have the strength to do
A soft voice calls me from above
'Come home my child', it says with love
'Come home and be free, come and live with me'
I yearn to drift into that heavenly grace
But I can't bear the look of my dear child's lonely face
I drift just a little above
And turn to look back with sadness and love.
Be good my son, be happy and carefree
Don't cry or remain sad, think of me and be glad.
I will be waiting for you at heaven's gate
There i will sit and patiently wait
And when your work here is done
I will welcome you home
Then you and I will never be alone
I know that he can't hear the words in my head
For I am really and truly dead
A gentle hand touches my arm
I know it is time to let go
And so I walk toward the heavenly glow
Leaving no footprints in the brand new snow.
Awakenings
In a beautiful green valley
where wild flowers grow
comes the first blanket of winter's snow
The clouds up above float luxuriously by
as I lay and stare at the wondrous sky
I can hear the wind whisper thru the trees
and smell the crisp air in the gentle breeze
I can not touch or feel
The feeling is slightly surreal.
I cast my eyes down
to see what lays ahead
It is then that I realize that i am dead.
My body is draped in a long black dress
My skin is absolutely colourless
It's a frightening feeling I must confess
I can hear the priest saying a few kind words
And in the background the beautiful harmony of words
Sniffles and sobs reach my ears
I guess I didn't make it to my golden years
My eyes survey the group gathered round
It is then when I see my only boy
And my love for him shines with so much joy
Suddenly a sadness fills me where once I was glad
As I realize I will never again kiss that sweet lad.
He is saying goodbye
and so I must too
but i just don't know if I have the strength to do
A soft voice calls me from above
'Come home my child', it says with love
'Come home and be free, come and live with me'
I yearn to drift into that heavenly grace
But I can't bear the look of my dear child's lonely face
I drift just a little above
And turn to look back with sadness and love.
Be good my son, be happy and carefree
Don't cry or remain sad, think of me and be glad.
I will be waiting for you at heaven's gate
There i will sit and patiently wait
And when your work here is done
I will welcome you home
Then you and I will never be alone
I know that he can't hear the words in my head
For I am really and truly dead
A gentle hand touches my arm
I know it is time to let go
And so I walk toward the heavenly glow
Leaving no footprints in the brand new snow.
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