nana的707室

多亏YWZ的提醒，我才想到自己的大巴

翻开来看，已经一年没有更新了

时间过得真快

把日志翻了一遍竟然好多都不记得是自己写的

像是看别人的东西，怎么那么矫情

虽然我现在依然矫情

趁着大家都开始织围脖的时代，我重回大巴

一年多的校内、空间，各种转载、分享

每天看到都是别人的故事别人的想法

我都快忘记什么是自己了

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圣诞节于我只是一些歌一部电影

比如Stina Nordenstam的soon after christmas

比如陈奕迅的圣诞结

比如电影Love Actually

比如那段经典的独白

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrival's gate at Heathrow airport.General opinion start to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed. But I don't see that, seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there, fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriend, girlfriend, old friends. When the plane hit the Twin Tower, as far as I know, none of the phone calls from people on board were messages of hate or revenge. They are all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling love actually is all around.

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2010年的11月24日

我不再想平安夜时候出去感受那人群中的孤独

我想静静呆在你身边

筷头上的一口炒鸡蛋

一个眼神一句问候一个拥抱一个吻

感受简单的幸福

那一瞬间 不去想未来

就静静呆在一起

像两个单纯的小孩子