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dfah6jkjk — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 15:49:35 +0000

It is difficult to believe
even the things you've seen; there is nothing that I know
for certain. A mockingbird（模仿鸟，知更鸟） lands on a post and has more to say
about what will bear us skyward than I do. The day is without music—
or any that is organized in a way I can hear. It is easy to forget
the words you've read in books and all you've been told is true
with the world this bright and close at hand. I am learning to look
with a new kind of wanting. There are a few minutes as the day dims
when the details in the distant line of trees become clarified,
the tree forms taking on greater depth, their lobed（分裂的，有叶的） leaves individuated
as the light releases them, the rich texturing of each tree
suddenly present, rendered with a painstaking（艰苦的，勤勉的） draftsmanship（制图术） ,
then they blacken and solidify, emptied of every last particular,
a jagged line backed by a sky which will stay brilliant for some time
to come, as though the light that once lay in the weeds now waits
in the air above, wondering, I suppose, why it is we do not follow.

来自：GF

GF — Thu, 14 Apr 2011 14:23:50 +0000

挂个羊头，卖的还是狗肉！

来自：黄蓉

黄蓉 — Wed, 13 Apr 2011 15:07:09 +0000

换了一锅粥，还是换了一个锅？

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