问:风吹幡动,是风在动,还是幡在动?
答:既不是风在动,也不是幡在动,是你的心在动;
我想到那些浮动着生、爱与死的年代, 那些年代已经被遗忘了,于是我便有离开尘世的自由感...
瓶子里的水,
原本不属于坚强;
硬的,
只是瓶子本身...
我像杀手一样孤僻的生活,
有时,如一只愤青的蝴蝶,
有时,如一朵附血的玫瑰,
没有同感沉迷,持续沦落,
自己是自己全部支撑的生活...
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