美国诗人Walt Whiteman说过这样的话 "Wash the jam in our eyes and dress ourselves for the dazzle of light" He looked to men and women struggling for their lives and said, "Long have you timidly waded holding plank by the shore, now I will you to be a bold swimmer, to jump off into the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, SHOUT! And laughingly dash with your hair.'
这些天来，听黄小祯的9.8m/sec。有时候，人不就是无法逃脱地心引力的束缚，以9.8公尺的秒速坠落的无奈生物么？世界没有想象中辽阔，只好往里面挖，把自己掏空。what is it that makes us so struggled ? 像自投罗网般的去传说中的4A面试，为的是让自己以后更容易的加入麻木者俱乐部。就算连自己做得还算满意的插画，也担心有一天要在完全没感觉的状态下还要继续装文思泉涌。
i heard there was a secret chord that david played and it pleased the lord but you don't really care for music, do you well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah
hallelujah...
well your faith was strong but you needed proof you saw her bathing on the roof her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to her kitchen chair she broke your throne and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah
hallelujah...
baby i've been here before i've seen this room and i've walked this floor i used to live alone before i knew you i've seen your flag on the marble arch but love is not a victory march it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
hallelujah...
well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below but now you never show that to me do you but remember when i moved in you and the holy dove was moving too and every breath we drew was hallelujah
well, maybe there's a god above but all i've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you it's not a cry that you hear at night it's not somebody who's seen the light it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
