The Blue Rose

In a night of such loneliness, I saw you walked by, gazing sorrowful towards the void behind me.

Your beauty holds my breath, just like a blue rose that I can never touch.

I know I have fallen for you, for this moment that never again will be repeated.

Did you realize there are tears in your eyes? Did you hide your wounded heart?

I wish I can heal your broken smile.

Who is in your tearful eyes? Who is in your wounded heart?

I wish I can see through your heart.

But you did not see me. I am just a stranger that walked you by.

You are the blue rose in my heart, I shall remember the way we passed by.

I know I will be grieving for you, for the fate had just made us strangers.

Your beauty took my heart, just like a blue rose that I can never touch.

You are so alone in the dark, yet I know I will never be in your heart.

I am a stranger in your life and you are the blue rose that I can never touch.

杀生也可以很浪漫

有时杀生也可以很浪漫。人是种天生的捕食者，同时也是种很浪漫可爱的感性动物，只因人做每件事都会事前事后的想理由来解释自己的行为，杀生更是如此。就如钓鱼，人垂钓总有一百种理由，有人为了钓鱼而钓，有人为了吃鱼而钓，有人为了钓人而钓，当然有人为了不杀生而不钓却要渔夫为他而钓。动物捕猎只有为生存而杀，但人却有各式各样的理由来杀生。

人这种天生浪漫的物种，行为只是借口，而理由才是浪漫的中心。想起善人们买鸟放生，还会心中真诚的祷告希望它们不会再被捉到，尔后暗喜放生后的阴德，第二天心安的将桌上的鱼翅扫得一干二净，然后对着冠希的图片说：“真是阴功，真是没有廉耻，道德沦丧。”如此人物，我想就如唐吉訶德都要甘拜下风。

梦三

我有一梦。
梦中有一男女并肩而坐。
“十分钟后，即是约定之时.....”她还未说完即随被他的紧紧拥抱而打断。
“即是最后之时为何而不尽兴？”他说道。
她原本毫无表情的嘴角边却出现浅浅一笑。
他的眼睛是闭着的，她的却是看着他背后那古老的大钟。
“我害怕钟。”她说。
“为什么？”他轻声的问到。
“因为吞没。我害怕流失。”她说。
“如此美丽的夜，你很美丽。”他轻声的说。
“我想起我美丽的蝴蝶们。”她闭上眼说。
“为何而迷？为何而醉？只为了你的美。”他柔情的说。
二人即随不语，只静静的相拥。
“人终会逝去，但美呢？”她问道。
“你将会如同蝴蝶的美丽般永远的被保存下去。”他轻声的说。
“如果我将死去那么我会如何而逝？”她问道。
“我相信将会是安详和宁静的睡去。”他说。
“谢谢你。”她说。
钟声突然响起。
她已宁静的沉睡在他的怀中。
他放下她，并深情的看着她那美丽的倩影。
“晚安我亲爱的Narcissus。祝你有个美丽的好梦。”

梦二

昨夜，我有一梦。
梦中我有一梦。
梦中我泪流满脸，不断抽泣。
“你为何而哭啊？”她温柔的问道。
“为了已经消逝的你而哭。”我抽泣道。
“我不是还在你身旁吗？”她安慰道。
“不，梦中的你虽还在，但梦醒后你却将随我的思念而去。”我反驳她说。
她微笑的脸孔不语的望着我。她依然如此美丽温柔。然而看着她却使我冷静了下来。
“那我们在这永远的在一起，好不好？”她轻轻的抱着我说。
我轻轻的点头回应她的请求。
当我将要拥抱她时，却在梦中惊醒。
周围只有我，而她的倩影早已消散。眼泪早已流了下来，我却不能自控的开始抽泣。
“为何离我而去，为何梦中相思？让我情何以堪！”说罢走出窗门，从高跃下。
下跌之际，反而后悔。但已不能改变将死之事实。
着地之时又再惊醒。
原是梦中梦，不禁松一口气。
此梦如此真实，但却记不清梦中人是谁。留下的只有阵阵悲痛。

梦一

昨夜，我有一梦。
梦中一人抱膝坐于一室，周围却传来阵阵浓烟。
梦中人紧闭双眼对周围不有丝毫介意。
“人生就此而终吗？”他说。
“花始花枯，因果如是。 终日征战，杀虽无数，征服天下却终难逃相同命运。”
火越烧越近。他依然无动于衷。
“不管命运如何，尊贵如何，世事却难逃一灭。悲喜无常，天命弄人，却只死亡一视同仁。”他低声鸣唱。
“多少事，百年逝！夕阳一去不复返，黎明再来已不同。”
唱罢大喝一声，火却已吞食一切。
梦虽于此终，却留下庄周梦蝶之感，引梦醒之人无限感慨。

I saw an angel in a very special night

I saw an angel in a very special night.
Christmas night, that is what we called. That night, I wandered alone in the busy street. Feeling the feel of lonesome quietness and I saw an angel singing and dancing happily.
That night, the beautiful lights are shining in each and every part of this busy city, and the people that lives here seems busying on forgetting the days before and celebrate this Christmas night as their new dawn of life, which that is the only reason for me to thought of for those non Christian that celebrating the Christmas.
I wandering alone in the night street of noises and crowds, a charming city night I suppose, for couples, but not for loner like me.
Somehow, when I walked along the street that is when I saw her. She was singing alone and dancing in the middle of the pathway in front of me. Suddenly I felt that the sand of time have slowed down, the ambient around have been frozen and the street lamps go dimmed. The only things left between the heaven and earth is the angel that wears white shirt with a pair of small wing painted on her back and a blue jean. It seems to me that to her, nothing else matters except the joy itself, not even the eyes of others can stop her from dancing.
I stood still frozenly by the existence of her. The reason I stood still is not because of she is the kind of girl that are real sexy and beautiful like a Hollywood Star like Megan Fox, no, it is not the reason. She wasn't very sexy or pretty type, yes indeed she is beautiful, but not like those girl that having a heavy makeup or trying to act sexy, noble or cute type, let say her appearance and the scene when I saw her, became a very poetic and beautiful picture that stunned me. She was beautiful in nature and there is something within her that makes up a kind of aura that moves me.
I started to think that I like her already. I mean, from the way she exists in the world is something that I can see meaning for this pitiful boring world. It is like in a very special night, suddenly you see an angel comes down from heaven and tells you hello and dancing and singing in front of you.
So, ours eyes met, and in a split second when I gaze upon her eyes I having a feeling that seems like I can feel the emotion within her. It was only pure joy.
And she passed by, and disappeared in the crowds while I remain stood still silently.
Until now, when I try to remember back that night, I will still wonder, is she a real angel or not?