发春?
I've been trying to find out what goes beyond time, or in a philosophical manner, the eternity. It's not rational to talk about eternity via oursleves, the creatures that will come back into nothing sooner or later. ashes into ashes, dust into dust, any rationing ability would be neither feasible or even meaningful then. But i just cannot stop. somewhat like Wangxiaobo said, WE are just such stupid guys who meet some final questions and voluntarily sunk into them, devoting everyting of our lives trying to figure out what exactly it's about, not like the common sense most other guys do: go through it, feel it too weird and difficult to answer, and just leave it behind, walk away.
我只是知道,时间的破坏力惊人,可以撬开一切看起来美好的脆弱,留下真真正正宝贵的东西。比如,一张风霜刻画的脸,鲜有粉饰的淡雅端庄和眉目颦笑间不经意流出的风度。女人的美丽当如是,魅力当如是,漂亮的脸庞承载不了这么多东西,而所谓惊人的美艳也不过这冲淡平和中的一抹浅笑,年华流走,嘴角眉间爬上浅浅的皱纹,不再像杯迅速将人击溃的二锅头,咄咄逼人,气势凌人间一举一动富有攻击性,轰轰烈烈着途径大肠,只留下一场宿醉的零星回忆。反倒是一杯清茶,握在手里反复摩挲,温热随着杯壁传到手心,暗香袭过,不经意间已被熏醉。一泡如是,二泡三泡如是,点点余香在舌齿唇间久久萦绕不散。
然后可以说,弱水三千之一瓢,持此而了无缺憾。可以轻轻握着她的手,一起看时间是怎样渐渐蚀刻到脸上的每一寸肌理,每一场悲欣交集的往事里是怎样布满相濡以沫的回忆,怎么开心地笑着叙说一幕幕共同经历过的场景,坦然无憾迎接所剩无多的时光。
或者到了那个时候,真的会有这天了,能否找到这样一种所谓的“永恒”的命题也就并不存在了。一瞬和永远,空色之间其实遮隘无物,自然消解了所有关于“永恒”和“无尽”的价值:时间流逝,万事万物必有终结,可是牵着她的手走过的日子,一茶一饭一颦一笑,点滴之间的默契和幸福,天上此一日方抵世上千年。
2008年8月3日 01:25 嘉定
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