Don't Cry for Me Argentina

It won‘t be easy　
　　You‘ll think it strange
　　When I try to explain how I fell
　　That I still need your love
　　After all that I‘ve done
　　You won‘t believe me
　　All you will say it‘s a girl
　　You once knew
　　Although she‘s dressed up to the night
　　At sixes and sevens with you

　　I have to let it happen
　　I have to change
　　Couldn‘t sail my life down at hill
　　Looking out of the window
　　Staying out of the sun

　　So I chose freedom
　　Running around
　　Trying everything new
　　But nothing impressed me at all
　　I never expected it too

　　Don‘t cry for me Argentina
　　The truth is I never left you
　　All through my wild days
　　My mad existence
　　I kept my promise
　　Don‘t keep your distance
　　And as for fortune
　　And as for fame
　　I never invited them in
　　Though we seemed to the world
　　They were all desired
　　They are the illusion
　　They are not the solution
　　They promised to be
　　The answer was here all the time
　　I love you and hope you love me
　　Don‘t cry for me Argentina

　　Don‘t cry for me Argentina
　　The truth is I never left you
　　All through my wild days
　　My mad existence
　　I kept my promise
　　Don‘t keep your distance

　　Have I said too much?
　　There‘s nothing more
　　I can think of to say to you
　　But all you have to do is
　　Look at me to know
　　That every word is true

夏天～

早晨的阳光总是很灿烂，晚上的晚风每每很迷人－－夏天～
迷人的夏天,感觉自己每天都在做梦一样，一天一天又一天，可以一直梦下去吗?

Seems that we are always too confident with ourselves infront of others, always try to act as if we know that , always believe that what we already had in our mind will be true ----But have we ever checked out those we think we know is the right things by ourselves? Are they really exist？

Long long ago Socrates must see this and give us a way to follow:

I know nothing except the fact of my ignorance.

What a great man Socrates is !

^ ^

"Bear in mind that the wonderful things you learn in your schools are the work of many generations, produced by enthusiastic effort and infinite labor in every country of the world. All this is put into your hands as your inheritance in order that you may receive it, honor it, add to it, and one day faithfully hand it to your children. Thus do we mortals achieve immortality in the permanent things which we create in common."

---- Albert Einstein , address to a group of children, 1934

Find more:http://www.asl-associates.com/einsteinquotes.htm



The reading of all good books is indeed like a conversation with the noblest men of past centuties who were the authors of them , nay a carefully studied conversation , in which they reveal to us none but the best of their thoughts.

---Rene Descartes

How should art be defineted or can we definite art better?

－－Mozart - Eine kleine-Boskovsky Nachtmusik

即使是唱片盒，Decca 都做得很漂亮－－布局好看，色彩更是好看^ ^ 油画的色彩



或者我们可以更好地定义 ^^
定义 最好被理解为朝向“最好被定义为”－－动态的，开放的概念，会对我们更有益，不应该为了描述，归类而下定义－－诗以言志，文以载道－－>文字本身的形式决定文字不适合用来作描述的. Next time ,when you want to introduce things to others, just show them straightly～



When we try to copy Dacinci's great painting, or Wang Xizhi's beautiful calligraphy, can we experience much beauty. Got to learn the way they consider problem and how they deal with them----will surely make our mind , probability not as great as theirs, but undoubtedly closer to them ---- that may be one of the reasons that their artwork is so hot nowadays. or maybe the true value their works are.


What is art? ---- We'd better definete art to be things that could make us much better----not only the visible thing like painting , music but also invisible, spiritual area that human being had created----the artwork itself of course is high value, but isn't the way the artist formed , the way artist creat the artwork should we pay much more attention to ?
Once we could clone artist , what have we to worry about ?

Google is surely an unbelievable success----study and learn the footprint they left on the way to their success---- that is an art~

Any tremendous victory in human's history is an art , which we could learn from~

Rain

Rains heavily in Ningbo

发现雨滴打在伞上"Bong,Bong,Bong"的声音也很好听－－过去都不曾留意过。

Test

万家灯火。。。

晚上拿了一本书，带上CD,套上耳机－－去星空下看书去了^ ^－－江畔的晚风妩媚好多^ ^

仰望天空，会斗转星移－－却又亘古不变的－－>繁星满天，千百年来多少人对着他们发过呆呢？未来的千百年，还会有多少人看着他们发呆呢？－－> 天高地迥，觉宇宙之无穷； 兴尽悲来，识盈虚之有数

到了双桥，熙来攘往的人流，感觉与平日里的大不一样－－耳机里是激昂的交响曲（mozart,Le Nozze di Figaro 的序曲），把周围的一切从自己的世界隔离出去－－好像自己不再属于这个世界的，伴着起伏的旋律，周围的世界变得丰富流动，和交响乐的丰富相映成趣－－自己成了感觉不到存在的空气，像在看一场电影，看大家在张嘴说话，但没有声音，看大家在开怀笑，也没有声音－－没了声音，我们的眼睛变地更敏锐了－－周围的人好匆忙，好特别，好奇怪－－我们亦不过是这许多匆匆过客中的一个而已。－－自行车缓缓前行，路边的树啊，草啊齐齐地往后推移－－这种感觉很好^ ^

考试已经差不多了，索性在学校里慢慢地转－－Radetzky March，Strauss 凯旋而归的感觉。过去小桥来到东区的公寓区，转过拐角－－门德尔松的婚礼进行曲－－转过拐角恰有高处的路灯，一盏接着一盏缓缓后移－－在穹顶很高的教堂里走过去也该是这种美妙的感觉吧^^


来到校外的甬江边的大坝上，北方的天空时有闪电划过，上海在下雨吧？

天地更加开阔了－－天似穹庐，笼盖四野。放眼望去，万家灯火，星星点点－－一种宁静的美。

对岸的灯火映在江面上，会是长长的一条，色彩斑斓。锦江？！这个名字很好听挖

慢慢过去，竟然发现有餐馆在江畔－－竟有这样的好地方! 江上会有些小船，让人想到的是江枫渔火。

千年前张继的江枫渔火是什么样子的？

wow

淡淡

淡淡的栀子花香……雨后清爽的校园……水灵绿绿的叶子……

burnatonce 船歌

曾读到过说，古典音乐之所以辉煌至今，原因之一在于她契合人的心率，符合我们生命的节奏。－－说伟大的作曲家的作品可以更准确些－－相信每个人的作品都是独特唯一的－－>或者一切符合我们本来需要的都可以带给我们美感。

对酒当歌，人生几何？ 譬如朝露，去日苦多……


If it is a mistake , i think it would me a beautiful mistake i could make.

世界只会太精彩

很怡人的天气----无奈文字太过简单----暧昧的空气,觉得做什么都是合适的,又似乎什么事都无关紧要, 感觉待在四边围墙的屋子里是种浪费----闲荡出去, 眼中的场景熟悉而又陌生----按部就班地向着目标匆匆前进的我们, 忽略了太多太多路过的美好,放眼望去, 高高的天空, 砖红的楼房, 绿树----一种宁静的美----变的是我们. 那时的心情? ---- 简单?

电脑的辐射可能比我们想象的要大的多

Da Vinci

舞动青春

咔咔,这个星期终于要过去了, i am nearly out of work . 习惯了忙碌之后,发现忙碌不一定是件坏事----喜欢上找些书看了.

晚上路过林杏琴会堂外,发现在台阶上依次下来一个乐队,抖擞精神的指挥挥舞指挥着穿白色的衣服的乐队,入场处有大红的旗袍在晃动.问了下边上的同学,说是基础教育学院的毕业汇报演出.

吃过饭去时已开始一会儿. 进去后会发现有种律动的激情, 一种自由的气息----总是觉得经过音乐 ,舞蹈等艺术范畴里的元素熏陶过的学生更趋于真,善,美----常年捧读书本的我们,已经忘却了那种激情,没有目标的社会已经忽视艺术很久很久了, 行为无意间被限制在狭小的空间里----忘记了除了文字尚有许多表情达意的方式, 忘记了音乐的流畅跳跃, 忘记了肢体语言的直率震撼----白纸黑字的书简化了我们-----文以载道,诗以言志----生活该是多彩多姿的.

还有种乐观的激情,真诚面对过去和未来的东西吸引我----或者是因为是小学教育系的缘故. 在进入学校之前:我们没有那么复杂----我们一定要那么复杂吗? 我们无牵无挂.我们自由自在.

青葱?!


记下一句话."爱是要表达的,真情需要流露"


舞动青春

To give a speech is an art

To give a speech is an art, that means you don't have any former way to follow , meanwhile it also means you get chance to creat beauty ,also get chance to chase truth , also get chance to enjoy yourself , to pleasure others , on your own way ----that's an art~

下雨的味道

下雨是什么味道?

1969

Hotel California

- eagles

on a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
up ahead in the distance, i saw a shimmering(shimmer: to shine fiantly) light
my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim(obscure or somewhat dark from fiantness of light)
i had to stop for the night
there she stood in the doorway;
i heard the mission bell
and i was thinking to myself,
'this could be heaven or this could be hell'
then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
there were voices down the corridor(a hallway or passageway usu. having rooms opening for it),
i thought i heard them say...
welcome to the hotel california
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
plenty of room at the hotel california
any time of year, you can find it here
her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
she got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
how they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
some dance to remember, some dance to forget
so i called up the captain,
'please bring me my wine'
he said,'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine' and still those voices are calling from far away,
wake you up in the middle of the night
just to hear them say...
welcome to the hotel california
such a lovely place
such a lovely face
they livin' it up at the hotel california
what a nice surprise, bring your alibis
mirrors on the ceiling,
the pink champagne on ice
and she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
and in the master's chambers,
they gathered for the feast
they stab(to pierce with a pointed weapon) it with their steely knives,
but they just can't kill the beast
last thing i remember, i was
running for the door
i had to find the passage back
to the place i was before
'relax,'said the night man,
we are programmed to receive.
you can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave
hotel california