<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:02:55.106+08:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='我们也谈谈感情'/><category term='tool'/><category term='杂'/><category term='arc'/><title type='text'>Hemorrhage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/'/><link 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wanna be released &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i shall be released &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我知道你告诉过我     人 只能自救   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我已经承受过奇迹    对么&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我知道 只有去了才知道    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;感激 无从   说起  我感激过你    教会我承受     我现在 只 求一个救赎&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果这是代价      我希望你牵住我的手             不要再遗弃我离去   带上我吧      除了教会我勇敢 我想你也毫无办法   你从来不给我答案                我虽然祝福你           可是却为什么这么难过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;继续的抱怨   只会成为一个废人       我必须承受这些         给点暗示 好么           不知道从多久开始 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;天使配有黑色的翅膀   成为了 浪漫         古巴的乐手放弃了    有力的鼓点          bosanova开始浪漫我看着你的嘴唇           读出了浪漫么       我抬起你的脸           可以更浪漫么      你亲吻我的额头会不会真的很浪漫&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这个世界从来不是浪漫的     或者又过分浪漫   浪漫到互相连篇的认为自己总会得到或者自己始终得不到     这是我们的浪漫&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;注视着一个无赖的眼睛的时候   那是种什么样子的悲情&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desperado, why dont you come to your senses? &lt;br /&gt;You been out ridin fences for so long now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, youre a hard one&lt;br /&gt;I know that you got your reasons&lt;br /&gt;These things that are pleasin you&lt;br /&gt;Can hurt you somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don you draw the queen of diamonds, boy&lt;br /&gt;Shell beat you if shes able&lt;br /&gt;You know the queen of heats is always your best bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems to me, some fine things&lt;br /&gt;Have been laid upon your table&lt;br /&gt;But you only want the ones that you cant get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, oh, you aint gettin no youger&lt;br /&gt;Your pain and your hunger, theyre drivin you home&lt;br /&gt;And freedom, oh freedom well, thats just some people talkin&lt;br /&gt;Your prison is walking through this world all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont your feet get cold in the winter time? &lt;br /&gt;The sky wont snow and the sun wont shine&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to tell the night time from the day&lt;br /&gt;Youre loosin all your highs and lows&lt;br /&gt;Aint it funny how the feeling goes away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, why dont you come to your senses? &lt;br /&gt;Come down from your fences, open the gate&lt;br 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href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_13.html' title='忏悔'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-8116979453056283854</id><published>2009-05-09T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:55:50.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;为什么就这样吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后为什么就这样让我走了~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可知道    就这样   2个人     就真的都放弃了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 'll never tell u i love u .记下.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听说人死后  老沉老沉的    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是人死了 所有的罪恶都被原谅   所以  就 let him go ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是   我最后 做的一件事 也是  带走生前的所有罪恶~  希望是这样   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又听说人死后   把血放干    那样的重量  是一个小孩子也可以承受的  至于孩子多小  不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果罪恶流淌在血液里       那这被剥夺的罪恶     又会何去何从&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我觉得  每个人都应该对很多人说声对不起     或多或少   你都伤害过他们   但是又觉得一个巴掌拍不响    不如说对方自找好了      可是很多时候     故意忽略别人的感受          因为你不再需要他    你不再珍惜和他曾经拥有的一切  你能感测到什么 但是故意回避掉了  或者你会在某一个时间点想起某个人        突然想起和他的一切    然后疯狂的找他         谈论着过去的一切 很那以后 继续的一切  然后   得到满足的发泄后  又转身轻松的走掉~~              这种廉价的感情    让人觉得恶心了  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我太恶心这些了               这很正常     也不说怎么了         就是恶心这些了    因为这些人都  xxxx如何了  我甚至    完全懒得费事描述      现在的人嘴巴都很能说     也都很有想法     有些人不损人不成活       有些人不亢奋不成活       还有很多人      各种不成活                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我是想说我的确是自找了很多烦恼   这个不是无病呻吟 不是无中生有  更不是成长的烦恼 我都23岁了诶          而且我是真正的看到了     我看得很清楚       我当然我也知道我想要的太奢侈          我绝对不可能成为一个波西米亚   也不会成为嬉皮士     更无关后来的各种部落人群~   因为 我真的不想              当然  如果人只是人   就没有部落可言     人不能只是人     当然我是什么   我也还不太清楚              最近的事 太让人恶心  可我 彻底没法 对着  谁  说出点什么     特别如果还要一件一件说出来          这个也纯属胡扯            08年国内某片里面有句话的确很经典   点背不能怪社会      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不过我还是要说的一件事   我每天的盼头就是   每次去买鸳鸯      师傅会帮我煮新鲜的西冷茶  但是   却辞职了或者被辞了  whatever 就是不在做了 也就是  我没法喝到  好喝的咖啡了     再怎么都可以  只要让我每天起床以后    有喝到一杯这样的咖啡   就很温暖了     其实人和人的关系可以简单的真诚      我因为这个师傅走了很难过    可是如果说信任    其实也就这么简单   我也承认  我那么点背  的确是因为  我太容易被骗    太容易信任很多  也一直 总是  说 一定会好的   就  忘掉  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从此刻开始  我一定要做到一点是什么  就是 我要做个假假的人          理由   就太简单了~~                                         这个世界没有我       你们所有人没有我   照样滋滋润润  活得轻盈得很       我也许妥协过           但绝对不是妥协       我想过 也许 某一天我会妥协    因为受不了这种该死的命运    因为  我始终渴望普通女孩子能有的幸福        不过 现在我很清醒  也没有 insane      我想妥协  我的下降双子也不会让我妥协的     我的双子在和金牛打架呢  一打好多年      说到这个打架  平子果然是第一眼的理想情人  ~~ T .T   很强  很强  就他一个人能抑制住 不过很搞的是 我对这个第一眼情人的全名一直不太记   都是后来打到揭老底了才知道全名叫平子真子      ~~~@ @      现在2兄弟  好好过日子吧~  不然就真的  很nothing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然我亦不是抱怨    总是抱怨       那这个人就废了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是 我又想说  关于 dylan   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么我又想说dylan    因为他和我预想的是对的     我总觉得他是那种人   很久以前我告诉过谁  我说  dylan  知道自己在做什么  他很厉害  对我来说   我不需要一个 hero  我需要的是一个  清醒理智的人      但是   对方不置可否        太多人    没法看到     我大部分时候太感性 我怕这个  我很怕     稍微接触一点点  就会  诱发很多很多     dylan不一样   他 总是知道自己看到的是什么   自己在做什么  然而  他说他是这样的            不管哪个时期他都知道他在做什么         这点很重要    我每次都不知道自己在做什么           当我听到dylan的声音      我就很想让他告诉我 我 该做什么    他不算是个superstar吧       他总是 在  说事   而且 也许还能让你明白        如果他喜欢一本书   他会说这本书很厉害         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听得久了      感觉你和他一起   坐在破烂却奢华的天鹅绒沙发上面        也许  有叶子 之类的           他在讲故事       可能你会觉得他的唾沫已经悬置你的鼻尖        他甚至不在歌唱    他在念                   不管怎么样        对我来说    他的东西 感染力始终超强              然而      他也很强调的是生活的体验  他看中民谣       不管后来的所有         民谣不是种风格              是一种精神             dylan说那不像以前3分钟的45转的ep   在那个已经过去的密纹时代       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-8116979453056283854?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-3621802028306338125</id><published>2009-03-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:37:22.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tool'/><title type='text'>蒙特卡罗序列延展</title><content type='html'>1 蒙特卡罗方法的基本思想与解题步骤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     蒙特卡罗方法也称随机模拟法、随机抽样技术或统计试验法，其基本思想是：为了求解数学、物理、工程技术或生产管理等方面的问题，首先建立一个与求解有关的概率模型或随机过程，使它的参数等于所求问题的解，然后通过对模型或过程的观察或抽样试验来计算所求参数的统计特征，最后给出所求解的近似值。概率统计是蒙特卡罗方法的理论基础，其基本手段是随机抽样或随机变量抽样，对于那些难以进行的或条件不满足的试验而言，是一种极好的替代方法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     蒙特卡罗方法可以解决随机性问题和确定性问题，求解确定性问题的基本步骤如下：（1）建立一个与求解有关的概率模型，使求解为所构建模型的概率分布或数学期望；（2）对模型进行随机抽样观察，即产生随机变量；（3）用算术平均数作为所求解的近似平均值，给出所求解的统计估计值的方差或标准差，即解的精度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     2 伪随机数的产生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     利用蒙特卡罗方法以模拟一个实际问题，需要用到各种随机变量，因此随机数的产生非常重要。在计算机上的产生随机数的方法有三类：（1）把已有的随机数表输入机器；（2）用物理方法产生真正的随机数；（3）用数学方法产生伪随机数。利用数学方法产生随机数具有占有内存小，产生速度快，便于重复，不受计算机条件限制等优点，因而被大量使用。因利用数学方法产生的随机数是根据确定的递推公式计算的，存在周期现象，不满足真正随机数的要求，这种随机数称为伪随机数。在实际应用中，只要伪随机数能通过一系列统计检验，我们还是可以把它当做“真正”的随机数来应用。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     产生随机数的数学方法，最常应用的有：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     同余法。其中，剩同余法和混合同余法能够产生周期长且统计性质优的数值序列，因而应用也最广。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     平方取中法。当位数较少时，产生的伪随机数领导于零的较多，位数越来越多时，偏于零的就会越来越少。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     易位指令加法。方法简便，速度较快，其所产生的随机数随机性一般较好，但周期不定，且通常很短；随着初选值的不同，所产生的随机数序列长度也有很大差异。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     3 随机数的检验&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     随机数的统计检验，就是根据（0，1）上均匀总体简单子样式的性质来研究所产生的随机数序列的相应性质，进行比较鉴别，视其差异显著与否，决定取舍。如果所产生的伪随机数经过各类检验，其差异均不显著，我们即接受其为均匀总体随机数的子样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     需要指出的是，若所产生的伪随机数序列通过某种随机性检验，只是说它与随机数的性质和规律不矛盾，我们不能扛绝它，并不是说它们已经具有随机数的性质与规律。因此检验所产生的伪随机数序列时，所通过的检验越多，随机数序列就越靠得住。随机数的检验方法有：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     参数检验，检验其分布参数的观察值与理论值的差异显著性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     均匀性检验，又称频率检验，意在检验伪随机数的经验频率与理论频率的差异是否显著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     独立性检验，即检验所产生的伪随机数的独立性和统计相关是否异常，包括相关关系检验和联列表检验等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     组合规律检测，按随机数出现的先后次序，根据一定的规律组合，检验其组合的观察值与理值是不否有显著差异，包括距离检验和配套检验等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     游程检验，把随机数序列按一定的规则进行分类，分为正负游程检验和升降游程检验等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     4 随机变量抽样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     在得到（0，1）上均匀分布的随机数序列之后，需给出概率模型中不同分布随机变量的抽样方法，才能进行蒙特卡罗模拟。常用的帛样方法有：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     离散型随机变量抽样；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     连续性随机变量抽样，又分为直接抽样、变换抽样、舍选抽样、复合抽样、近似值抽样等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     5 蒙特卡罗模拟结果的统计与处理&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     对于一个具体问题，通过建立概率模型，产生随机数不胜数及对概率模型所进行的随机抽样试验，即得到所需要的模拟结果。蒙特卡罗方法最终以算术平均数作为所求解的近似平均数，并对其精度即方差哐标准差进行计算。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     6 计算机模拟研究&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     20世纪60年代以来，利用计算机模拟研究生物群众的变化过程已经广泛开展起来，已有的研究结果表明，利用这种方法以研究植物遗传育种理论与实践问题，不仅可行，而且可靠。众所周知，植物遗传育种工作主要在田间进行，对其进行研究会受到试验材料、试验规模、试验条件等人物力因素的限制；而蒙特卡罗模拟的内容和范围可以人工设定，不受自然条件的限制，因而受到植物遗传育种学家的广泛关注。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     利用计算机模拟植物遗传育种时，为保证模拟结果的准确可靠，需注意改进模拟方法。首行忽建立的遗传模型必须准确可靠；其次必须利用能产生周期长且统计性质优的伪随机数产生方法；最后还要先用合适的计算机语言，运用程序设计技巧，设计出高效率的计算机模拟算法，以减少机器占用内存和提高机器运转效率。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     7 修饰回交育种方法的计算机模拟研究&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     修饰回交育种方法是简单回交育种方法的扩展，其特点是在育种过程中采用不同的轮回亲本进行回交。作为常规育种方法以，修饰回交法在植物育种实践中作了一些探索，取得了一些成果，但很不全面，尤其是在对轮回亲本的多基因性状的改进作用方面的研究更少，并且缺乏与其它育种方法其主要影响因素进行研究，内容涉及：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     不同育种群体大小、误差的相对大小、造反比例和微效基因信点数以及非轮回亲本目标主基因性状的显示隐性、轮回亲本多基因估系的构成及其在回交中的搭配方式，引进目标主基因性状对由多基因性状改良的影响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     为了对修饰回交育种方法作更全面细臻的比较分析，在模拟试验中还设立了简单回交法及三产法的对照模拟试验。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     模拟试验的基本方法&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     采用了改良混合同集体利益 法以产生（0，1）之间均匀分布的伪随机数，其公式为：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     产生的伪随机数序列，经参数检验（平均数、方差、二阶原点距），独立性检验，均匀性检验，符合均匀随机数的统计要求，该随机数序列通过函数变换为正态随机数后，其次数检验结果符合正态分布。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     在模拟试验之中，设某一个体多基因性状的表型值为P，则有：（略）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     模拟程序采用FORTRAN语言编制，整个模拟处理工作在CV-386SX计算机上进行。计算机程序的编写思路与田间育种的一般思路基本相同，其中的随机过程和随机分布，如配子的形成等，是通过随机数来解决的。修饰回交育种方法的计算机模拟流程框图见图1。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     为了方便对源程序进行调虎离山试和修改，增强源程序的可阅读性，在程序的编制过程中采用了模块化设计方法，整个模拟源程序由1个模拟主程序，22个例行子程序和6个函数子程序组成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     模拟试验结果在育种实践中的意义和应用&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     本研究扩育了修饰回交法的内容，弥补了田间试验研究的不足，同时比较了简单回交和三交法所取得的结果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     单回交法的育种效果受育种群体大小、总选择比例、误差相对大小的影响很小，经过6-7世代后，群体基本上纯合于同一基因型，这和育种实际经验是一致的，因此在简单地将一个目标主基因性状转移到一个综合性状较好的品种中去的时候，可以使用这种方法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     利用杂交和重级的方式，可在三交育种法中引进目标主基因性状，来改进和提高多基因性状，因此在实现转移目标主基因性状的同时，能有效改进和提高多基因性状，这在应用于人工杂交比较困难的作用（如大豆）时尤其有效但是要达到预期育种目标，需要的育种世代较长，育种群体较大厅00、500）；在较小的育种群体（200、100）内，总造反比例过小（10%）会引起群体中个体的微效增效基因的大量丢失，且其育种效果受误差的相对大小及跗漂变的影响很大。由于实际育种中群体不可能太大所以三交法在实际中的应用效果会受到很大影响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     修饰回交法可以在转移目标主基因性状的同时改进多基因性状。这种方法以在前期的回交世代里具有简单回交法的特征，在后来的自交世代里，具有三交法的方法特征，因此具有使用周期较短，简单易行，且可以有效地拓宽后代群体的遗传基础等特点。在本模拟试验中，修饰回交法的育种效果受育种群体大小影响很小，其第十六世代的群体平均数在育种群体大小为1000和100的相差无几；减小总选择比例时，群体平均数增加；与三交法相比，在多基因位点数为20的民政部下，这种方法在回交世代里仍可有效地将来源于不同轮回亲本上的微效增效基因聚集起来；在后期的自交世代里，育种效果受环境误差的影响较三交法的小，因此修饰回交法在应用于受误差影响较大（0。95）和较多微效多基因位（20对）控制的多基因性状进行改良时，会较三交法更加有效。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     在以下条件下应用修饰回交法较为合适：（1）某种作物的育种群体受各种条件限制不宜太大或人工杂交比较容易；（2）所需转移的目标主基因性状鉴定困难或鉴定费用昂贵；（3）所需改进的多基因性状鉴定困难或鉴定费用昂贵，或受误差影响较大或控制的多基因位点较多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     在实际育种应用中可采用下列方式应用修饰回交法：育种群体大小以100，选择两个微效增效基因位点有相重的材料作轮回亲本，以相间方式参与回交，回交三次左右后进入自交。仅在自交世代对多基因性状进行严格选择，总选择比例以10%为宜，并可结合使用株系鉴定或后裔测验技术，以增加选择准确性，缩短育种周期，提高育种效率。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-3621802028306338125?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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好像半年多历史了？还是一年了？我 还是继续 10毫克吧~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;林中有一只鸟，它的歌声使你驻足，使你脸红。&lt;br /&gt;有一口钟从不鸣响。&lt;br /&gt;有一片沼泽藏着白野兽的洞。&lt;br /&gt;有一座教堂沉落又升起一片湖泊。&lt;br /&gt;有一辆被弃的小车披着饰带，顺着林间小路滑落。&lt;br /&gt;有一群装扮好的小演员穿过丛林边缘的大路。&lt;br /&gt;有一个结局：当你饥渴，便有人将你驱逐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还想到贵烟的经典台词    贵 是一种态度&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;他的态度未必不对  但是 很明晰的是      不久以后    我们都该得拿出态度了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;至于今天 突发奇想的  去听陈绮贞的歌  真听得煎熬    怎么会萌发这个想法- -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;keen yellow planet   回头听听这个   又能接受了  想来   以前那段时间 确实 不该听多的 听多了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;再回回头    该听多的  怎么听  也不嫌多了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-4770538697211458423?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/4770538697211458423/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='我们也谈谈感情'/><title type='text'>I love U</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;放开 你  是因为我真的爱你   我关注你  he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; i wondered why i stayed here during these years  whitout protecting our precious love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wondered why i had been leaving all the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我爱你 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first love last love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 怕 老掉 更害怕死掉&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我  希望做你正常的女朋友  正常的那一部分  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我还没有准备好生活  于是   圈桎 了 两个人&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;明天开始    感受生活   关注生活   感动生活   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你爱我 很重要   我爱你更重要&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我爱你和在一起     如果之前我一直选择我爱你     那么 对不起    我要我们在一起.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-6620875200112293220?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-8234490641087798376</id><published>2009-02-09T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:05:44.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>everlasting~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;这里  的哪里    过剩的电影&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;更加过剩的后背名单&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;也许足够的胶片&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;却是不足的颜色&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;今天去送黄papa的飞机        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;大家在这个时间点上狰狞     抽搐      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我们需要继续 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;继续我们的自由&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;看过春光乍泄以后      张震的那个角色  是最常想起的       多么久 宿愿中的带一根录音笔      坐在每个地方的大巴和公交车上      隙着眼睛         一个按钮play   然后靠头偷笑      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;用舌头贪婪   安抚或者勾引         引自己上钩     钩自己灵魂       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 很轻 很轻    需要   钩住  钩住   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;牵着    牵着   告诉 告诉        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;告诉着我们该朝哪里走掉     是的   应该是这样如此的 走掉啊   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我们需要自由意识    真的 ~   为什么  没有人信 没有人听呢&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果眼睛很重要      如果音乐被眼睛看到了   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;黄papa说克拉玛依是一个薄情男 寡义女的盛产地    - - 我问他yy呢   他说那还有得说么  再说  肯出钱  找女人太容易了 - -      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不过  黄papa 是我见过的最正派的现代青年     偷着表扬下   说实话我基于几点是很佩服他的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-8234490641087798376?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/8234490641087798376/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=8234490641087798376' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/8234490641087798376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/8234490641087798376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2009/02/everlasting.html' title='everlasting~'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-6279505616640949931</id><published>2009-02-06T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:51:40.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我和y</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;那 后来  我 们一直 保持 着 固定的距离  固定的姿态   和对方  固定的时间 上 的 联系&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;话说2009年啊 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;出门前 虽然已被告之一万个小心  但是 仍然还是 很折标了- -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;习惯就好了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实我很喜欢 这次的 出门红  因为旅途很愉快 先不说导游小朋友&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;从凯里到西江要在雷山转车,如此小的一个县城,完全可以路过的,突然听到了郑钧的老歌- -我对这个地方立马长了印象&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;到了西江一下车  刚进入主题  走到一个旅店楼下 第一眼看过去那个男人到肩的头发,个头有点高,电脑里放着许巍的完美生活    当他回过头的时候  4个眼睛该对准的 对准- -   这样停顿了几秒钟     2个嘴巴都咧开了      果然还是人以群分    同类      只要眼神对一下   就明了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 从苗寨走的那天        刚下楼前面一 摩托上的哥们- -  开着公放在放无地自容- -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;回到凯里以后 变像回到了现实   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;中间的可以略过&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一直到我发烧得急着赶回去不然事情很麻烦了  也就不说 机场碰到的 诸多蹩脚事儿 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;说一个很疑似lsd症状   发烧然后坐飞机  感觉真不一般   一上飞机像菜青虫一样趟坐着  眼睛微闭 寐着   女生们先生们 晚上好, 飞机马上起飞, 请系好安全带,  整感觉 这个飞机老抽了 , 还没起飞就感觉骨质疏松    要起飞不容易     响完了  称唤完了 再起飞.  我以为起飞不了了,  既然起飞, 那就继续飞吧,  飞机客舱电突然断了3次  每次断个3秒钟- -果然 老抽了  要 不行了,  美女姐姐站我旁边,一脸熟视无睹  之淡定, 我 继续寐着吧,   晚上的飞机是很昏暗的,  我突然发现 lcd在张张合合- -突然那前面一支眼睛长在两边的扁扁大大的鱼在那前面游走- -好吧  我 致幻了 我继续闭眼     眼睛的缝隙可以看到自己的白色衣服像快要气化了,  内部温度太高了 ,头实在痛        趟了 会 觉得 小腿和头部 在 发生置换作用  腰部  被延续着 伸展 运动  像12帧动画的虚影&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 最喜欢的 吉他手  会继续弹下去么&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;也许 我们 会在不太长也不太短的以后的某天结婚  然后 每年 上半年在 这里  下半年在那里   也许 这些见不到你的日子  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;海子大哥   我也 快到你 那个年龄了   我们都 长大了     从教科书上遇见你的 第一次 到现在 也 过了好多好多年   怎样的灵魂  才能如此 的渴望    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我一直很想知道    灵魂 到底 居住在  脑袋  心脏 或者  贯穿全身  一一对应&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我不是没有宗教信仰  我相信 命    和 运   也相信   个人价值&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;为什么 这些年轻的 生命 都一个人 承担着 无法 承担的 悲痛&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你是最伟大的旁观者&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-6279505616640949931?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/6279505616640949931/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=6279505616640949931' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/6279505616640949931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/6279505616640949931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2009/02/y.html' title='我和y'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-3333970706320891855</id><published>2008-12-28T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:52:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>诅咒很强大</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;等到事情 告一段落的 时候 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;现在  我 开始 回忆  这些嘈杂&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好像 我 如果 好过一点点  就一 点点 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;会 祸及人类幸福- -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;从 小到 大   只要是关键时刻 总会 出问题 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但是就是 死不了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;从 我 97年从 童贩子  手里面 跑出来的时候  这个世界的冰冷 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我已经  开始 慢慢 麻木了  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;希翼背后的 背叛 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;幸福后面的无耻&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实 都是 很小的事&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;点背好了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;话说今天 设计 6个小时 考试 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;告诉 pa 8点半响我电话  闹钟也 定了2个  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;结果  当天 电话莫名其妙 无音了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;就是无音了  我 打出去电话  连 嘟嘟声 都听不到 诶 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12点 起来  赶去 考场 仍然 交图了 ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我很想 笑     也许 刚开始  的 时候 诅咒 加上来 我很 愤怒&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可是 太多年了   在 固定 生存 地点 躲躲藏藏 逃逸的 生活 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;让我    对着  无端的一直 尾随身后的 小事失调  已经只能 笑了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 有时  理解自己  碰到 无病 呻吟 或者 自己 放弃 自己 行为 的家伙  很想上去 抽一掌&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 只是  被小事 不断 烦身  可是  一直 还 是 活着  至少 还活着 而且表面上 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;还 潇洒自由   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;看嘛看嘛~~刚才那秒钟 点烟·～烧到 过滤嘴了 - -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;更 别说  经常 关键敢图 时期 不是 软件 莫名其妙 秀逗 就是停电&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;更别 说 几年前 的 电脑失踪 和 1周 a掉  4部手机了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;什么 要出国了  父亲   病倒了 是 我 不断 错过 还是啥 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;真的 嘲笑 我的 懦弱 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;生活 中的一切 失调  麻木 了唉 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;最 烦躁的是  身边一直 是 一个 人 处理 所有 失调  一直没有依靠 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;喜欢 阿飞正传 不是 吹的 就算很 俗气 可是 真的 一直 在 慢慢 的 飞 飞了一个有一个 的圈子 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有歇脚的 地方   一直没有&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;经常看看别人 我 都会觉得 好 可悲 又可怜   可是 自己 真的 是 万般无奈 不如 可怜自己&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可是 可怜自己以后 的 种种  是 没有尽头的 失眠 和不知所措 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;再潇洒   再自由   这么 多年的  无奈  终究始终 会 让 一个 人 真的 很崩溃  特别 是我这样懦弱的灵魂 - -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;有时  真的好 希望 有一个 人懂 我 就好了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;回家 开了电脑 听着 fugs 无聊的 怨怨自唉   我 做不到了  自娱自乐  我 再也 做不下去了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;旁观者的 自白  再也 没有 了 自由意识 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 喜欢 美国 不是因为 什么 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;那只是 我 想象 中的 自由 之地   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果没有任何  希弗  的 人  可以 到了一个 地方  然后 自由 的 说 我热爱 这片  土地 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;那会 是 多大 的奢望  然而 美国 好像离这里 最近 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;无关乎 美国的一切 闹剧&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;就像 典型的美国精神   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果 是个 美国 人  他 不会纠结 热爱的 只是 祖国  只是 土地  与其他 无关  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;american dream   更不是  过往云烟  依然存在啊 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;日本 可以 以他 的 方式 侵入  众多 人灵的 大脑  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;就算 台湾的 小情绪  可以让 整个 中国 年轻的 一代 大部分  无意义的 作祟 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;始终 我 属于 旁观者 的 绝缘区域 - -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;只是   现在 好累  被嫌弃的 松子  的一生- -还 真是 只有笑着了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果  我 也 在 找 自己 为什么 总是笑脸 长春  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 想回答  我 不知道 为什么 我 的嘴巴 会 具有自由意识 自我 隙缝  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但是  我 知道  除了  笑  我 无能为力 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;想到了那些不断 出现的 灵魂  那些 男孩 那些女孩  都 死掉了 死在 了 某 个 角落 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我也 终究 会 浑浑噩噩的 死在 某个角落  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;关于 爱情   我也许 仍然  会  无意义的 执着  就算 再怎么样   也会 始终  揣怀希望 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;因为 没有了 欺骗的 世界   太  空乏了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有人 来 欺骗 我   的时候  也只能 自己 骗下 自己啦&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;始终 还是 太容易被 感动  小小的 一点点   让我  能  感动 太久&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;改把我的敏感 藏起来 藏 在哪           我一直 在 躲藏啊   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;如果可以牵手 一直 下去    啊 现在 的 我 好 无力啊  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;脑子 就是一炮屎   什么 都 抱怨不了了   也不知道自己说什么了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;诶  我们商量下   你 就给 我一点点的 好过   一点点   别 每走一步 都 给我 落阱 真的 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我已经寸步难行了 你告诉我 你是谁  你 只要 让我 好过一点点 我每天 带十字架？带 五角星？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;都可以    没问题    只要好过一点点 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这个世界   果然背叛了上帝  但是 还是 会有大麻~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-3333970706320891855?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/3333970706320891855/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=3333970706320891855' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/3333970706320891855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/3333970706320891855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_28.html' title='诅咒很强大'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-6471066623108117691</id><published>2008-12-04T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:32:13.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>我同居了</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;如果 野猫了一辈子 突然 被人  抱回家  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;然后 洗了澡   肯定   惊慌失措了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我  抱回了一只 黑猫    纯黑 的黑猫 和 我 所描述 和我 所解构的 和我 之前 所  神话掉的黑猫 一个样子 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;于是 我看到 他  吧他 勾引 回家了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;他和 我很不客气 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;鸡腿 直接 吃 了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;吃完 直接到 电脑桌下面蹲着   距离 进 家门  才一个小时- -     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我没想过 我的 生活 会 多出什么   人或者    动物 更没想过 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;每天 跟我一起  听歌 看书  发呆 观察 蜘蛛 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;他 会成为 摇滚猫王的 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;摁  还 敢来电我 = =&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 的 生活  在变化  然而 我看见了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;呵呵 ～&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;黑猫 是软软的 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;和冰冷的 世界  和  冰冷的 时间  是 不仅 是 温度上的差异&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 第 一次  接触 他的 身体  颤了 一下 是软软的   生命 的 柔韧感   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;和烟  和 唱片 和键盘的 密度  太不一样 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;和人性化的 电脑桌面  和 所有身边的 人造物  的 质感  太不一样 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;身体   不曾 这样接触 一个  另外一个 生物   如此 随意  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有抱过父母   男朋友   - - 基本也没怎么抱过    狗 几近更没抱过  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但是       在 狗面前    总得给他几分面子  上去  挠两下   因为 狗的主人  是 人   比较 可怕 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我突然 很想  y   也许触感上的相仿&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我不喜欢狗或者猫     能现实化的 养什么 也许 只有黑猫吧  黑猫也许好像偏离了 猫的 概念 不 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;好像  平安夜 一如既往的   在 很多天之前  开始成为沸腾的主题   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;想起 了 Nazareth的 名字  Jesus of Nazareth    ？他们想说什么呢      那时的 北部 以色列  和现在 有多大的 区别呢 ？ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;对了 突然想起  克拉玛依的 一个 乐队 叫 楼兰盒子   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vir gin  力量很强大  virgin mary for the world &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;摁  在 这里  依然是 太君 头上 还得有高人 管   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      在 那里  依然是  圣人还是得 处女生 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实很怕    优良人种培育方案       因为  我 应该 是 死掉的 第一波= =&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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title='我同居了'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-8041080591826731363</id><published>2008-11-21T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:07:41.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>farewell my lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;so &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;farewell   my lover~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;er  我 想起  我 有很久没  睡  过   完整的 觉了 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你 走了 的那一刻 我 开始 睡    睡了  几天 几夜  我也不知道 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;睡到自然 醒了  转个身  继续睡     - -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 似乎 之前  没有想过  飞逝   的 时间 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;没有 真正 站在 十字路口  回头  凝视 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可是  现在  真的   发现   过了  这么 久    仍然 是 这样  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;显然  我不 清楚  这段  时间  我 是怎么 过来的 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这段时间     rhcp散了   我听起了 jm的情歌    众多   老人  08年出了新专  众多 小清新 不断调用清新万能和弦&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;er 你 问我  有没有好好努力 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我说    er比 以前好吧  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你说    不努力 好惨的    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我  不知道  过了 多久  一直不知道    有时也许  很能睡  有时  几近不需要 睡眠    我想起了 cash back  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这个世界 真的很大   他 允许 包容  同化掉 那么 多 不一样的 轨道  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你  和 我  终于  敢于 说出  我们那个 村这个 词了 不管   曾经 怎么 避讳  唾弃  推卸掉这种东西&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;显然    的确 存在 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 只想  问我 自己  我睡醒了么 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你每次 问我   我 都觉得 背负了 两个 人的 梦想    好奇怪   好  茫然&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;现在 想来  男孩 都是很简单       这个 世界 太多 故事太多浪漫  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;下次  看到  区波  我真的 会 问他  哪里可以买到晶体管收音机   虾   或者  我想问问他   他觉得 晶体管收音机 是怎么样的  是不是和我一样 误会掉了  - -   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我还想问问    那个   氏族作风明显的 家伙     你依然 是个  musician 么 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;呵呵   真的不知道  我的 朋友们  在 我 冬眠 的 时候 都做了些 什么 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 突然觉得  我很冷  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一直到 我发现 现在 是 11月 了    大家  都穿 秋裤了  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;也许 过几天  下雪了  我 知道  我 为什么冷了&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我一直 以为 现在才9月份   你 刚 过完生日   我还 在奇怪   怎么  我今年这么怕 冷  穿了这么 多 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我们看着 对方   发现   对方 都还是个 孩子 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我依然是个 学生  啊 ！- -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;你说   走了 ～  想你～&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;farewell my lover~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-8041080591826731363?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/8041080591826731363/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=8041080591826731363' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/8041080591826731363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We got shampoo and warfare all over the headlines&lt;br /&gt;I know it's all hype and violence we see&lt;br /&gt;And they never seem to mention the likes of you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like we're losing our minds,&lt;br /&gt;and things ain't gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like we're losing our minds,&lt;br /&gt;but we can't change this, it's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and her can move mountains&lt;br /&gt;All you give, but he can't buy&lt;br /&gt;And the danger keeps on coming,&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright 'cuz we got each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like we're losing our minds,&lt;br /&gt;and things ain't gonna get better&lt;br /&gt;I know it seems like we're losing our minds,&lt;br /&gt;but we can't change this, it's just the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, it's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;It's all just...&lt;br /&gt;It's all just noises in your head&lt;br /&gt;It's all just...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-6378800520761767902?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/6378800520761767902/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=6378800520761767902' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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beauty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;说来很嫉妒joan baez.真的 很嫉妒       她活在了一个近乎完美的 时代  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;当然  每当听到 她和dylan对着一个话筒   排放时   这种嫉妒   can not explain and i can never say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;总是有  那么  固定的 角色  指定 给  某些固定的 人 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;然而 上帝的 审美  有时 就只是 定义 在 粗劣的 复制品  卑劣的 proxy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;但是  偶尔  也会象个创世者一样       具有预见性   完美性  持久性  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我 真不承认   joan  baez的 声线   近乎生硬的  粘附在  吉他弦上  不管怎样都活蹦乱跳的捣腾  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;她一直秉持的  信念？ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;其实  我很爱她   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;蛋青色  柔情色   粉青色   血青色    青色系的 流行   真是指日可待啊    完美符合 这个癫狂发春的 青色年代  因为  如果不青色点    不算是当代生物        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;即使  我 为这个 fusion  的 姿态   流连忘返   即使怎么也 会重复的 回到   fusion带给我的一切 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;该死的   居然 摒弃了 一切的 欺骗   竟然忘记了 欺骗的美好   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;除了 真的甘愿在墨脱呆一辈子        这个世界上 还是有很多 值得去做的 事情  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;这个  季节的  地球     哪里  最浪漫  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luna 比 Artemis要好听点呢 ~   ^ ^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;重温下    这  被一再遗弃的   身体  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;过了那个点 以后 看看   也许   还是 会怀念吧   就像   被抹掉的  70代&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;的确    那一点点的 路程公里上的风景   不是对 一个人 来说 是的  对每个人来说   都是 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 注定  是 被 抛弃的生命  注定   是  如此  的  残像      随时伴随着残响  甚至  不屑于自己影子的 挽留    不如   我们 去 水下吧 ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUh_CXSUjTc/SRnAoQlky5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1KfTC4FXys/s1600-h/%5BRUDE.Issue来自俄罗斯的人像摄影和素描杂志%5D1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mUh_CXSUjTc/SRnAoQlky5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/d1KfTC4FXys/s320/%5BRUDE.Issue来自俄罗斯的人像摄影和素描杂志%5D1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267453037066374034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUh_CXSUjTc/SRnAoDDq09I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cbx-aRXiFbA/s1600-h/%5BRUDE.Issue来自俄罗斯的人像摄影和素描杂志%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUh_CXSUjTc/SRnAoDDq09I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cbx-aRXiFbA/s320/%5BRUDE.Issue来自俄罗斯的人像摄影和素描杂志%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267453033434502098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-2411067097469295802?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/2411067097469295802/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=2411067097469295802' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/2411067097469295802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>正道</title><content type='html'>有人可以理解么&lt;br /&gt;当没什么可以给的时候  只能选择离开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当每条路  都只有一个人的时候    没有情节  没有故事  没有背景音乐  没有幕后名单&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从开始到结束 一直在奢望的  东西   始终没有办法和平&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我现在死去  那之后会去找谁    应该是我怎么也不会忘记的人吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可以牵着你的手  一直这么跑下去么   以前以为我可以 &lt;br /&gt;你可以弹吉他么   可以穿着白色衬衣  牛仔裤  帆布鞋么  一直这样下去&lt;br /&gt;如果不可以    能不能  现在死去     为什么人不能够死掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不管   这个星球 会怎么变异    活着的始终还是一如既往的活着    不会有任何改变 甚至不用支付相对的代价&lt;br /&gt;听说有些人  把为什么想通了 就可以不用死掉  也可以制造消失的效果&lt;br /&gt;对  我恨你们  恨这些血淋淋的肉体  恨这些肆无忌惮的想象力&lt;br /&gt;一直以为&lt;br /&gt;我虽然不知道我是什么 可是我知道我不是什么&lt;br /&gt;可是我却是那个最不是的什么&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-9039880227823092562?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/9039880227823092562/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-8726787915997099992</id><published>2008-10-13T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:53:17.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天灾</title><content type='html'>有男人的直着   有女人的傻&lt;br /&gt;你说我还是女孩  你说我不是女人&lt;br /&gt;你说我很迷茫      你说我要改变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我什么都没说     &lt;br /&gt;那个叫crow的男孩     说他有梦想 &lt;br /&gt;那个魔羯座的男孩说他要改变&lt;br /&gt;那个天平座的男孩挣扎着沉默&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来大家都急着赶死&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我国产韩产连续剧没看好多   &lt;br /&gt;我不知道有那么多的人得癌症    更不知道得癌症是颂扬浪漫的跃动因子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们在西海岸      我们有黄沙尘  &lt;br /&gt;我们在次大陆      我们有黄金&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拜天拜地  求鬼求神&lt;br /&gt;鬼在哪我在哪         没上天堂也没去地狱  没见上帝更没见阎王&lt;br /&gt;不见庙宇再见陵墓  &lt;br /&gt;你说我将会到哪&lt;br /&gt;我总会回到你怀抱&lt;br /&gt;我要抱抱  我们要抱抱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你每次一本正经的说&lt;br /&gt;我每次穿堂风样的听&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最b的就是这个世界  把人都弄的2b了&lt;br /&gt;玩什么不如玩音乐吧         玩音乐不如玩摇滚吧&lt;br /&gt;拿起guitar  你是个英雄&lt;br /&gt;BG演了个guitar  英雄       那年的guitar  hero  被人屏弃啦   屏弃啦  屏弃啦 &lt;br /&gt;他们说如果那年没有飞机坠毁坠毁     &lt;br /&gt;他们说如果那年没有海市蜃楼  海市蜃楼&lt;br /&gt;他们说如果那年唱片发行出第一张封面  封面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我告诉你我在听什么&lt;br /&gt;如果你喜欢我的幼稚却无力承担&lt;br /&gt;如果你喜欢我的消极却只是沉醉于消极的美丽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;请让我在适当的时候     放出那根毒针    蛰下你      释放出我&lt;br /&gt;我很想睡觉了    但是 十二点   还要起来     &lt;br /&gt;我想这是最后一次   最后一次    等待你去定义那些负字符&lt;br /&gt;will u marry me  ？&lt;br /&gt;i used 2 b serious .&lt;br /&gt;i used 2 b nervous .&lt;br /&gt;突然发现对话很好看&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我受不了啦  受不了啦&lt;br /&gt;什么狗屁浪漫&lt;br /&gt;我听也不想听  看有不想看   连躲都躲不起&lt;br /&gt;能不能放个大招   回到 60%  血量状态   然后回去守家  &lt;br /&gt;不出门  就不会碰到天灾军团  !- -&lt;br /&gt;我信佛  就该   祈祷 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们到底还是选择了  第二属性   放弃了第一属性&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-8726787915997099992?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/8726787915997099992/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=8726787915997099992' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/8726787915997099992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/8726787915997099992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='天灾'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-1014994233287613017</id><published>2008-09-26T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T03:59:41.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>梦里蓝天</title><content type='html'>25号结束   一个月的开始 &lt;br /&gt;电脑归位 &lt;br /&gt;老爸认错&lt;br /&gt;人需要鼓励 &lt;br /&gt;于是变得坚强&lt;br /&gt;于是&lt;br /&gt;你说  &lt;br /&gt;亲爱你的要加油努力~没有牺牲就没有胜利~&lt;br /&gt;也许听到的最多的话  &lt;br /&gt;就是 &lt;br /&gt;要学着自己长大&lt;br /&gt;要学着自己面对&lt;br /&gt;要学着自己生活 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的感觉我不是离不开这些哦&lt;br /&gt;我真的感觉如果离开了这些还有什么意义&lt;br /&gt;过得再好又怎么样&lt;br /&gt;大家分崩离析   &lt;br /&gt;每年问候性的关怀要几次?&lt;br /&gt;只会老的支离破碎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后look backward 如果那之后过了多久    原来是一辈子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然都喜欢  保持着距离关怀 &lt;br /&gt;我也保持着距离    生存    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天一朋友问我    想到太空伐 我说不想&lt;br /&gt;他说 太空都有什么&lt;br /&gt;我说太空都有悬离的粪便&lt;br /&gt;我靠  我们现在难道没活在太空么&lt;br /&gt;太上老君头上是谁~&lt;br /&gt;为什么都已经太上了  头上还得有个人&lt;br /&gt;人总得是神造的~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是这样的 有这么一个年龄卡儿   &lt;br /&gt;一些人在这个年龄之后   会突然冒出来    &lt;br /&gt;所以世界上的猴子很多   造了一个孙猴子   很在理~&lt;br /&gt;另些人在这个年龄之前   就突然消失了&lt;br /&gt;所以世界上的王八很长寿 &lt;br /&gt;你看毒蜂子这一蛰  出的   &lt;br /&gt;死亡的审判&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以当你说亲爱的 你要加油 没有牺牲就没有胜利&lt;br /&gt;我突然看见了那个扭曲的失控的裂缝  那个无底的极乐深渊  &lt;br /&gt;那里    他们乐此不疲的  享受彼此的精神体  酣畅着彼此渗透的精灵波&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们可是出生在最赋盛名的地带~仰仗着先人幻化出来的梦   &lt;br /&gt;如此可观   如此惬意 &lt;br /&gt;所以当你说亲爱的 你要加油 没有牺牲就没有胜利&lt;br /&gt;我所有的企图     和如此的万种复兴     真是折腾不如折腾  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十字架    很漂亮 &lt;br /&gt;如果一个光鲜 突兀  不曾具备任何意义   也不值得被人提起   更不值得为人矜持&lt;br /&gt;突兀越来越多 就越来越平滑    游离的人儿也不会再有顾忌了吧&lt;br /&gt;毕竟    如此有限啊&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-1014994233287613017?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/1014994233287613017/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=1014994233287613017' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1014994233287613017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1014994233287613017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_26.html' title='梦里蓝天'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-7945901816178566463</id><published>2008-09-11T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:15:01.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>进化</title><content type='html'>兴许我会进化成人型海豚~&lt;br /&gt;转动眼球不会比休眠更真实   休眠不会比梦境更真实&lt;br /&gt;这些日子总有进化的感觉     因为极其痛苦  似乎有人将身体完全撕裂然后再重新结构重组 &lt;br /&gt;结果我真的以为我会进化成超人类   左右脑分家  不存在梦境和现实 &lt;br /&gt;经过不被想象颠覆的日子     精神恍惚到已经无法再多联想一点点  所见  已足够让人坠损啦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我误会他们了&lt;br /&gt;总是倾慕于他们为何孤独得如此坚强&lt;br /&gt;为何孤独的如此顽固&lt;br /&gt;为何孤独得如此畅快还欢愉了整个大西洋 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来想想  当时没有注意到edie  实在是因为关于ANDY 的factory&lt;br /&gt;太混乱了 ~ 那个时候的一切都太混乱了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就从我能看到的那么一点点  实在很难把edie挖出来  那个妖孽横行的时代~&lt;br /&gt;一直痴迷于dylan 真的是由于  你逛了一圈后会发现  dylan呢    dylan去哪了&lt;br /&gt;你可以听到所有人的名字     却愕然 &lt;br /&gt;怎么其实  dylan 心碎的 "play fucking loud" 不会比当时其他的行当更震慑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而edie 太脆弱了~~ 敏感 脆弱 神经质      但是如此美丽 &lt;br /&gt;进化期间重新去找了找edie      原来   大家  都有提到过  但是都只是   一句话代过  &lt;br /&gt;edie能被记起 真的很好&lt;br /&gt;也许那时她没有足够的幸运    她也许足够幸运的孤独  却没有足够幸运的天分去孤独&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的误会了吧！      也许我还有很多人   一直误会了   &lt;br /&gt;以为他们很孤独  因为他们的孤独而自我骄傲着~   看着他们孤独的伟大~&lt;br /&gt;欣赏着孤独造就的一切奇迹&lt;br /&gt;现在想来只是  真的只是  连边都没有碰上  只是逃避现实&lt;br /&gt;而他们   .....&lt;br /&gt;而我们   .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回顾下那情那景  &lt;br /&gt;我穿着长裙    风呼呼兮    深夜我从2点蹲大街到3点  期待着我的惊天大礼物   &lt;br /&gt;结果不是他迟到  而是      他就在我对面和一群黑衣警察叔叔发生了争执   &lt;br /&gt;然而我并不晓得 &lt;br /&gt;我一边咒骂着那些该死的连15元的小姐也玩不起的蠢驴   一边等待我的心上人&lt;br /&gt;当他从那里面1个小时以后      走出来的时候      我差点就横尸啦~&lt;br /&gt;他带了土耳其和阿富汗茶包  还有打口  说 这是他的全部~&lt;br /&gt;我在开大门的一瞬间  第一句话是  嘿  你喜欢bob dylan么  .......&lt;br /&gt;我定义不了我自己     我更没法定义你&lt;br /&gt;我们之间很奇怪         我很小心      你也很小心   &lt;br /&gt;一直有那么一节小小的和平的距离&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然   突然  觉得  人别买那么多东西  真的别买  能不买就不买   死了又带不走  留着占地方  买了就得自己思忖着怎么处理&lt;br /&gt;虽然现在 400+的一双沙滩鞋实在不算贵      但是我仍然很仇富    &lt;br /&gt;他们制造的垃圾远出他们消受的能耐范围    &lt;br /&gt;即使很可惜我没什么东西   因此很难感受到时间的存在性   总是含混了自己 &lt;br /&gt;即使没法骄傲的说这是我xxxx的东西      并对自己的过去有个明确的年份事件表   证明自己的过去&lt;br /&gt;既无法骄傲的证明自己   罢了  别买那么多东西     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不需要再提出问题了  &lt;br /&gt;你说说  我笑了  你知道我懂了  总会有一天 即使如此的矛盾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重新审美&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWxQVTTAkvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWxQVTTAkvc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-7945901816178566463?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-6945419206438076780</id><published>2008-09-06T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:52:40.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arc'/><title type='text'>Parasitic~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8e2OVcqxmdk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8e2OVcqxmdk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzcLPgY_hAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GzcLPgY_hAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-6945419206438076780?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/6945419206438076780/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=6945419206438076780' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/6945419206438076780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/6945419206438076780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/09/parasitic.html' title='Parasitic~'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-4959787741800503463</id><published>2008-09-05T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:56:24.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>richard</title><content type='html'>Richard Hell&lt;br /&gt;The Enlightened Depraved&lt;br /&gt;by Brandon Stosuy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a high school freshman I was accosted by a rockabilly senior, who pulled me aside for wearing a Sex Pistols shirt. "Fuck Sid Vicious," he started. "Now, Johnny Thunders, there's a survivor." I was fourteen, my knowledge of punk history fairly sketchy, but I could've mustered a better rejoinder if at the time I'd been more aware of Richard Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell was there from the beginning. In 1974, a year after Hilly Kristal opened CBGB's and before the Bowery biker dive regularly housed punk, then no wave, Hell and Television bandmate Tom Verlaine convinced him to let them play every Sunday. "CBGB's was a private world," Hell says in the liner notes to Spurts: The Richard Hell Story, while discussing "Chinese Rocks," the track he co-wrote with Dee Dee Ramone and subsequently recorded with the Heartbreakers. Known in punk lore for inspiring Malcolm McLaren with spiked hair (perhaps inspired by Rimbaud) and ripped t-shirts, Hell recorded at least two seminal albums with The Voidoids, 1977's Blank Generation and 1982's Destiny Street. Thirty years later, skyrocketing NYC property values and $91,000 in unpaid rent finds CBGB's ready to sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it would be good if CBGB's could remain open," Hell replies via email in response to my question regarding the same. "I guess the people who think differently believe that "market forces" should always reign. That if the place can't pull it's own weight, it should be allowed to die a natural death. I don't know what a practical way of subsidizing the place would be, if that's what it takes, but I do think there's value in its preservation, 'preservation' just meaning letting Hilly maintain operation as he has for thirty years. The place is like a little cultural time capsule. I remember how interesting it was to visit Goethe's house in Weimar and Jefferson's Monticello and Gustave Moreau's museum/residence in Paris. 'Punk' may not be Goethe but it's amazing that the location of its breeding and birth still exists exactly as it was then and it would be stupid to destroy it. It's the last vestige of that physical situation, for those who are curious. And obviously many people from all over the world are curious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's right, folks are intrigued by punk pioneers. And while CBGB's struggles to stay afloat, Hell's enjoying his highest profile in years. Akashic Books recently published Godlike, his second novel, and he's finally receiving reviews that discuss his prose rather than his biography. Now the ex-Neon Boys, Television, Heartbreaker, Voidoid, and Dim Star player has curated Spurts, which spans his output in chronological order, sans the two unordered, affixed bonus tracks by Dim Stars and Television, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those two bonus tracks are the only two out of order. I had a few reasons for doing it this way," Hell says. "Not least of which was the way it subtly (almost imperceptibly) suggested that the album already existed, and by doing that played into my vague, goofy conception of Spurts as my "only" album." He continues, "I made the album I'd most like to listen to that could be compiled from all the songs I recorded." Accordingly, he's crammed 21 tracks onto a single CD, accompanied by liner notes by Robert Christgau, Carola Dibbell, and Hell himself, along with the full text to Lester Bangs' take on the then enfant terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, the early Hell doesn't feel at all dated, while his later Dim Stars material with Thurston Moore, Steve Shelley, and Don Fleming emerges as the least timeless. (Robert Quine, Hell's longtime guitarist, plays rhythm on one track. Quine committed suicide last year, and Spurts is dedicated to him.) Otherwise, there are nice opportunities for compare/contrast between The Voidoids' 1977 "Blank Generation" and Television's 1974 live version (recorded, of course, at CBGB's) as well as an early, so-called "preliminary version" of "Love Comes In Spurts" by The Neon Boys and a "completely different" version from the Voidoids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out also a jittery cover of Creedence Clearwater's "Walking On The Water" and the more recent, previously unreleased "She'll Be Coming (For Dennis Cooper)," a sublimely weird homage to the Los Angeles and Paris-based transgressive author. "Well, it was more or less a 'commission,' not something I thought up independently as a song I felt compelled to write," Hell tells me. "I was asked to do it by the people who'd conceived that CD compilation (which I understand is now cancelled), and I agreed out of respect for Dennis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't the first time Hell overlapped his verbal and musical interests. I ask him, if he had to do another track based on a work of literature, what would he choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There were a couple of times something I was reading gave me ideas for songs, but they took me by surprise," he notes. "They just happened when I was reading books at a time when I needed to be writing songs and the reading set off a song—"Time" was inspired by something Borges said in a poem, and "The Hunter Was Drowned" by a myth Jung was talking about. So it's not like a pattern, or habitual or anything. It happened twice. You never know, it could happen again but I don't have anything in mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite his literary mind, Hell's suspicious of the rocker-writer tag placed upon him and posits in the liner notes, "What I've done isn't about my lyrics—there's never been a rock 'n' roll song that survived on the strength of its lyrics." (I tried coming up with a list, but returned empty handed.) In conversation, he also chaffed at my terming his most famous and most rocking track, "Blank Generation," an anthem. "I don't like that word anthem, as if everyone was swearing allegiance to something a song says." In the liner notes, he expands this thought, mentioning that the song's too ambivalent to be anthemic and asking, "How can there be an ambivalent anthem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nonchalant ambivalence shows again when Hell discusses the attention punk's salad days are currently receiving. "The punk era had a resurgence about ten years ago too, when Please Kill Me, Go Now [Hell's first novel], and a new album from Patti Smith (after a long period of no recording) happened all at once, and that Sex Pistols reunion tour," he says. "Maybe it's every ten years for a few decades (until we're all dead)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per usual, it seems he's onto something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell Remembers Quine &lt;br /&gt;Head Voidoid talks about his fallen guitar player &lt;br /&gt;DAVID FRICKEPosted Jun 11, 2004 12:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rate / Comment  Print Share  Email&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; AIM&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Del.icio.us&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; DiggThis&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Fark It!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! Buzz&lt;br /&gt;"Part of being a guitar player -- ninety-nine percent of it -- is being obsessive enough to spend thousands of hours listening to records and practicing," Robert Quine told me in 2001. "I've always believed in immersing yourself in good music. Sooner or later, if you have any personality or musical intelligence of your own, you'll come up with your own thing." &lt;br /&gt;Quine -- who was found dead in his Manhattan home on June 5th, an apparent suicide at sixty-one -- was thrilling proof of his own theory. Beginning with his epochal solo on Richard Hell and the Voidoids' 1976 single "Blank Generation," Quine challenged the accepted low-brow standards of punk and garage-rock guitar, inventing a singular fusion of terrorism and tonality rooted in his lifelong loves of 1950s rockabilly, jazz and the Velvet Underground. He looked more like a pro bono lawyer than a guitar hero (Quine actually held a degree in law from Washington University in Missouri), and he only made two albums under his own name, both collaborations: 1981's Escape, with guitarist Jody Harris, and 1984's Basic, with ex-Material drummer Fred Maher. But with the Voidoids on the mighty 1977 Blank Generation album, as the second guitarist on Lou Reed's 1982 LP, The Blue Mask, and as a sideman on records by artists as varied as Tom Waits, Lydia Lunch, Scritti Politti, John Zorn, Lloyd Cole and Matthew Sweet, Quine elevated and transformed the songs of others with a pure fury and incisive melodicism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was always trying to do the best for whatever song or piece of material he was playing at the time," says Hell, who spoke at length to Rolling Stone about Quine's music and legacy (below). "He was very raw in his playing, but also extremely sophisticated. He wasn't lurching out of control -- he needed to be there, in the song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year Rolling Stone included Quine in its rollcall of "The 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time" -- in the company of many of his own heroes, including Reed, James Burton and Chuck Berry. But Quine never actively pursued celebrity. He made guitar history by listening avidly to the music that he loved, playing his guitar for hours every day and contributing only to those records and artists that moved and mattered to him. "My personal vision is to do anything I want at any time," he told me in a 1983 interview. "I don't know what I want to do until I do it or that it will be any good when I do. But I want the freedom to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's my personal vision -- maybe it's no vision," he said pointedly. "I don't care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Hell remembers Robert Quine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were your first impressions of Quine, when you and he worked together at Cinemabilia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember whether it was the final days of me being in Television or if I was hooked up with the Heartbreakers. It's funny because I brought this up with him just a month or so ago. My recollection was that Quine had applied for the job there because he knew Tom Verlaine and I worked there. Quine said that wasn't the way it happened -- that he knew [Television manager] Terry Ork, who got him the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know that Quine had seen Television play, and that it was the first glimmer of hope he'd had, that there might be a place for him in music. He hadn't played in a band for six years, since college in Missouri. He had auditioned for some groups in New York, but it was completely humiliating, as usual [laughs]. A thirty-plus-year-old bald guy in a sport coat -- nobody took him seriously. Plus, none of the people in these bands had the chops that he was looking for. He wasn't interested in playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we started talking right away. We had a lot of stuff in common. We liked the same movies and books. He was kind of beaten down -- he didn't know what the future could possibly hold for him. He hadn't gotten anywhere in music. But the stuff that was going on in New York gave him hope. So I'd go over to his place on St. Marks Place after work. We'd play records and drink martinis. Quine made a great martini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you actually heard him play when you started forming the Voidoids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. He wasn't performing anywhere. But I trust my instinct. He was smart. We had everything in common. And I was learning about music from him: the old rockabilly stuff that he raved about, and some Miles Davis stuff that I didn't know about. He was clearly serious about music. He found some tapes of one of his old bands, and they sounded great. I felt like I could depend on him to be really skillful at playing roots rock &amp; roll, but his head was also into much more exotic, freaky things. It was just what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting restless in the Heartbreakers. I had to move on. I wanted to try things that Johnny [Thunders] and Jerry [Nolan] had no interest in whatsoever. There wasn't any point in bringing it up. So I invited Quine to play with me. I had the drummer in mind [Marc Bell], and we started messing around, looking for another guitar player [Ivan Julian]. We had a setup from the beginning; Ork wanted to do a single with me. Man, those days were so innocent compared to the way things ended up. Bob got so cantankerous. But all of us have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the initial reaction to Quine and his playing when the Voidoids started doing gigs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'd been in Television and played with Thunders, people were curious about what I was going to come up with. When they saw who I'd brought in as my new guitar player -- a guy in his thirties with his button-down shirt and bald head that nobody had heard of -- they smirked. They laughed. And he never forgave those people [laughs]. This is something else I had in common with him -- anger. I would play on that when we were recording -- deliberately infuriating him, until he played a transcendent solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there specific examples of that on the Blank Generation album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every song. I would force him to play it again. I would tell him, "I didn't like this part, I didn't like that part." As a guitar player, solos were his bread and butter. So when it was time for him to take a solo, he was a gentleman who wanted to please. He never could have led a band. He had no interest in it -- he was a born sideman, who wanted to play what the songwriter needed from him. He would give you what would be best for the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you talk with him much about what a song was about or supposed to impart? He once explained to me how, on Reed's album, The Blue Mask, he worked hard to come up with a part that suited the feel and meaning of a particular song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was different for Reed, because Bob was coming in and playing those songs the week he learned them. We would play our songs for a year. He didn't have to do a study. I expressed what I hoped for from him with my remarks across many rehearsals and performances. It was obvious. He'd seen me do the songs night after night, rehearsing and playing them. Obviously, it's self-serving, but for me, far and away, his best soloing is on the stuff he did with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His playing on Blank Generation is so many things at once: explosive, colorful, and at the same time, absolutely precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And outrageously creative. This is something else I'd been talking with him about in the last year, because we were planning to do some things. I said to him, "Bob, I've noticed that there is one word that everybody applies to your playing, and it really gets on my nerves. It's in every review. I'm so sick of it." He couldn't guess what word I was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it one of the ones I just used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. "Angular" [laughs]. They're lazy, but I know what they're talking about. It's part of how I could always recognize his style. He had a way of suddenly shifting, going somewhere else completely on the neck for instance, by sliding, say, whereas the previous part of the solo had been staccato, or making some other sudden, radical departure from what he'd just been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a way of skidding out of tone, where the notes actually seemed to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had such a command of the neck of his guitar. But his whole life was music. And his knowledge was startling. One time, the Voidoids were driving through Appalachia, going to a gig somewhere, and we came across a radio station playing nothing but rockabilly, doo wop and Fifties rock &amp; roll. I swear this is true: As each song started, Quine not only identified it, he announced the original release date. It was incredible. But he'd been there, and that music was the most important thing in his life. He actually saw Buddy Holly play, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first interviewed him, in 1983, I asked him about his solo on the original "Blank Generation" single, and he explained how it was partly inspired by the guitar break on one of his favorite records, a 1957 single by Jack Scott called "Baby, She's Gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard him make remarks like that about various solos. I've never been able to compare any of them to the originals, because they were always so obscure. Like a poet, he would take ideas from anywhere that arose, as they arose. And he had high standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that did annoy me about him -- which he always denied -- was that once he found a solo, he would repeat it. It was frustrating when we were touring. There might be a tiny variation, and there might be a quasi-exception on some night. But I would want, on any given night, to make everything new. And he resisted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people did not appreciate his playing, anymore than they appreciated anything we did. Blank Generation was trashed in a lot of places when it came out, including Rolling Stone. Then as his reputation grew, people assumed that any interesting guitar on that record was played by him, which isn't true. Ivan contributed an incredible amount -- he came up with the intro part to "Blank Generation," which people love and assume is Bob's, and Ivan played some of the solos too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear Quine's influence today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we sounded together in the Seventies, as well as on Destiny Street (1982) -- I never thought of it as being influential, because it was too eccentric. But now for the first time, I'm hearing things that sound like they were influenced by those records: the new wave of garage rock and "art rock" -- I'm way into the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, for instance. I'm not saying that group in particular is influenced by us, but I believe I can hear us in many of these bands, and they cite us in interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bob was completely indifferent to things like that. I mean, indifferent to what's successful in "pop" -- he certainly did like getting his due credit. I mean, he had a pretty open mind, but he also had very high and narrow standards. He wanted finesse in music -- which for him, for any true connoisseur of rock &amp; roll, is not inconsistent with craziness and aggression. A lot of people are unaware of the finesse in Link Wray or what James Williamson did with the Stooges. They just hear in-your-face crudity and noise. Bob loved noise but he was about more than that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-4959787741800503463?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/4959787741800503463/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=4959787741800503463' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/4959787741800503463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/4959787741800503463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/09/richard.html' title='richard'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-1219218408536582674</id><published>2008-09-03T07:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:40:48.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>yes we can  so we can</title><content type='html'>It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. &lt;br /&gt;It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. &lt;br /&gt;It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. &lt;br /&gt;It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to justice and equality. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can heal this nation. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can repair this world. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we can. &lt;br /&gt;We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change. (We want change.) &lt;br /&gt;We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics…they will only grow louder and more dissonant ……….. We’ve been asked to pause for a reality check. We’ve been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope. &lt;br /&gt;But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope. &lt;br /&gt;Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea: Yes We Can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The best architecture books of 2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Birch, Technical editor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bdonline.co.uk/Pictures/web/i/i/w/feilden_clegg_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bdonline.co.uk/Pictures/web/i/i/w/feilden_clegg_small.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feilden Clegg Bradley: the environmental handbook edited by Ian Latham and Mark Swenarton &lt;br /&gt;Rightangle Publishing, ?24.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dedicate this ?Environmental Handbook? to Richard Feilden, who tragically died on January 3rd 2005, seems a fitting and sensitive tribute to his life. 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authors also detail the fundamentals of planning load-bearing structures and provide design and planning help&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-1219218408536582674?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/1219218408536582674/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=1219218408536582674' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1219218408536582674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1219218408536582674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-we-can-so-we-can.html' title='yes we can  so we can'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-5876848309220694655</id><published>2008-08-28T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:39:07.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>翻页~</title><content type='html'>sprung in completeness&lt;br /&gt;今天终于把原版的blog找到了~&lt;br /&gt;就是这个``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有一天在費城的K Mart聽到Debbie Gibson跟Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;我竟然會哼&lt;br /&gt;突然意識到 天啊 原來當年聽這些音樂的少女們&lt;br /&gt;現在已經變成在K Mart撿便宜貨的歐巴桑&lt;br /&gt;所以這些別處聽不到的音樂才會在這裡出現&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这话谁跟我说过~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然感觉 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;真是个荒诞的collective consciousness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然很想画图了      &lt;br /&gt;你看  woody guthier  忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;回顾了下joy division   依旧垂涎~&lt;br /&gt;他们的范是嘴子  因为他们懂得起  不肖显摆&lt;br /&gt;而他们的范是   也许把你想说的说出来了  真不知道媚俗到哪个旮旯  &lt;br /&gt;当真跟饽饽鸡一样啦~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想怀念下gnr&lt;br /&gt;我不想说gnr 的什么  axl声音怎么了 slash 怎么&lt;br /&gt;07年的砖怎么了    当时多少人不做声了   多少人又澎湃了&lt;br /&gt;还是有喜欢的  只是说不上什么了&lt;br /&gt;我们也许只能沉默吧    还没跨出国门大家嘴巴都挺沸扬 跨出去了  势必要换个姿态 &lt;br /&gt;就算是沉默   也许我们也能在沉默中爆发  想说话的人太多了   &lt;br /&gt;还真是 想起听gnr的了&lt;br /&gt;the blues 听着还是舒服  抛开其他 听着挺舒服  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the love in the world couldn't save you&lt;br /&gt;All the innocence inside&lt;br /&gt;You know I tried so hard to make you&lt;br /&gt;Ooo I wanna make you change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts too much to see you&lt;br /&gt;And how you left yourself behind&lt;br /&gt;You know I wouldn't want to be you&lt;br /&gt;Now there's a hell I cant describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I wander through my days&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my ways&lt;br /&gt;To the feelings that I felt&lt;br /&gt;I saved for you and no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though as long as this road seems&lt;br /&gt;I know its called the street of dreams&lt;br /&gt;But that's not stardust on my feet&lt;br /&gt;It leaves a taste that's bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;That's called the blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know just what I should do&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I see you&lt;br /&gt;You know its what you planned, this much is true&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was beautiful, don't live inside of you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know just what I should do&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I see you&lt;br /&gt;You know it's what you planned, this much is true&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was beautiful, don't live inside of you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this means to me&lt;br /&gt;Is more than I know you believe&lt;br /&gt;What I thought of you now&lt;br /&gt;Has cost more that it should for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was true before&lt;br /&gt;Were lies I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Is only memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-5876848309220694655?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/5876848309220694655/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=5876848309220694655' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/5876848309220694655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/5876848309220694655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_28.html' title='翻页~'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-3617011777611671690</id><published>2008-08-20T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:31:37.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>那个瞬间</title><content type='html'>我很想知道 那个瞬间  当我 笑笑的   觉得   我们的希望  终于开始进行了   会是在以后的哪一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚看到xx的自传  (这个时代 有点腕儿的都出自传) 写到:&lt;br /&gt;80年左右，英国庞克开始入侵洛杉矶，最终变成一种与原意毫无关系的怪胎。它更像是个不可忽视的时髦宣言&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;帅吧~   前面还有他问他grandma 要 bass   gm拿出一个只有一根尼龙弦的  flamenco guitar  又笑翻了  呵呵     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我始终学不会抓重点&lt;br /&gt;写的文章跟一团稀释过度的水泥    而且  被露于经年 降水的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许以后我会感谢某个还未出现的家伙  给了我一个模子  把我凉一凉  于是我就rock like a rolling stone 了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;艾同学重庆演唱会    中国的设备 能出个啥   除非自己带设备 不过好象  应该``这个问题  摁。&lt;br /&gt;基本没听过她的  囧   伯伯提到他要去    嘘一下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;声波  和某固体  频率  发生共振   或者我只是  希望电话想起~&lt;br /&gt;我那天做梦   梦到我抵在他肩膀  上  埋进去   哭出生   很悲哀&lt;br /&gt;我要加油加油 当个好女孩&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-3617011777611671690?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/3617011777611671690/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=3617011777611671690' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/3617011777611671690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/3617011777611671690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_20.html' title='那个瞬间'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-15552476097768906</id><published>2008-08-19T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:57:58.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>双二</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;也许那时我们真的是十几岁的 姑娘&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-15552476097768906?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/15552476097768906/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=15552476097768906' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/15552476097768906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/15552476097768906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_19.html' title='双二'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-1725971347458536926</id><published>2008-08-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:44:00.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>NC</title><content type='html'>Have mercy on me, sirAllow me to impose on youI have no place to stayAnd my bones are cold right throughI will tell you a storyOf a man and his familyAnd I swear that it is trueTen years ago I met a girl named JoyShe was a sweet and happy thingHer eyes were bright blue jewelsAnd we were married in the springI had no idea what happiness a little love could bringOr what life had in storeBut all things move toward their endOn that you can be sureLa la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la laThen one morning I awoke to find her weepingAnd for many days to followShe grew so sad and lonelyBecame Joy in only nameWithin her breast there launched an unnamed sorrowAnd a dark and grim force set sailFarewell happy fieldsWhere joy forever dwellsHail horrors hailWas it an act of contrition or some awful premonitionAs if she saw into the heart of her final blood-soaked nightThose lunatic eyes, that hungry kitchen knifeAh, I see, sir, that I have you attention!Well, could it be?How often I've asked that questionWell, then in quick successionWe had babies, one, two, threeWe called them Hilda, Hattie and HollyThey were their mother's childrenTheir eyes were bright blue jewelsAnd they were quiet as a mouseThere was no laughter in the houseNo, not from Hilda, Hattie or Holly"No wonder," people said, "poor mother Joy's so melancholy"Well, one night there came a visitor to our little homeI was visiting a sick friendI was a doctor thenJoy and the girls were on their ownLa la la la la la la la la laLa la la la la la la la la laJoy had been bound with electrical tapeIn her mouth a gagShe'd been stabbed repeatedlyAnd stuffed into a sleeping bagIn their very cots my girls were robbed of their livesMethod of murder much the same as my wife'sMethod of murder much the same as my wife'sIt was midnight when I arrived homeSaid to the police on the telephoneSomeone's taken four innocent livesThey never caught the manHe's still on the looseIt seems he has done many many moreQuotes John Milton on the walls in the victim's bloodThe police are investigating at tremendous costIn my house he wrote, "Red right hand"That, I'm told, is from Paradise LostThe wind round here gets wicked coldBut my story is nearly toldI fear the morning will bring quite a frostSo I've left my homeI drift from land to landI am upon your step and you are a family manOutside the vultures wheelThe wolves howl, the serpents hissAnd to extend this small favour, friendWould be the sum of earthly blissDo you reckon me a friend?The sun to me is darkAnd silent as the moonDo you, sir, have a room?Are you beckoning me in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9165026916458501428-1725971347458536926?l=tupelotale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/feeds/1725971347458536926/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9165026916458501428&amp;postID=1725971347458536926' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1725971347458536926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9165026916458501428/posts/default/1725971347458536926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tupelotale.blogspot.com/2008/08/nc.html' title='NC'/><author><name>PinkoY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07254212299967440267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9165026916458501428.post-6321932511637731881</id><published>2008-08-18T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:42:51.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='杂'/><title type='text'>舍不得</title><content type='html'>实在舍不得看小说&lt;br /&gt;来来去去  男男女女 &lt;br /&gt;看得人怅惘    纠结&lt;br /&gt;总被责不懂人情事故&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我倒宁愿看着地图上的小人划圈迁移 线条裂变&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真到了被所有人抛弃的地步？&lt;br /&gt;伯伯说  骄傲点  抛弃所有人才好&lt;br /&gt;试问      我真的努力抓住过什么&lt;br /&gt;哲学家看言情小说么   不然怎这纠结 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;胃部过度空虚     一个礼拜竟然飚了7斤  &lt;br /&gt;要提7斤肉在手上    才能知道    我离我90斤的目标 偏移了多少&lt;br /&gt;上了大学       从90到110就降不下来了 &lt;br 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