夏天赤著腳走來
I am drowning in a circle,leave this kind of sorrow. To be, the same old theme
Friday, October 01, 2004
煙.花
一年幾度的煙花,已沒有新鮮感,沒有驚喜
什麼哈哈笑圖案,愈花心思愈比不起簡單的構思
用金錢堆砌的煙花和故鄉幾元一個的煙花,
有什麼分別呢
煙、花
兩樣都短暫,
再捨不得,還是要放過捉不住的東西。
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