昨晚在朋友家第N次看《红磨坊》。
歌舞剧总是给我独特而唯一的感觉，摒住呼吸地看，然后，晕眩。第一次看《红磨坊》是这样，后来看《巴黎圣母院》这样，再后来看《大河之舞》也这样。
我的感官是这样的脆弱，每每经不起刺激；然而心灵却已经变得淡漠的很，这样唯美的爱情，我没有一点感动。当剧终人散，猩红台幕落下，我想起的却是，某位朋友说过，“生活中90%，哦不，应该是99%，无尽的是平庸乏味的琐碎；剩下瞬间激情的1%都留在了艺术作品里。”呵呵，生活在99%里的人们，把那1%看完又看，看完又看。
我最爱看Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman在象屋里初相识的那一场，一个那样痴情无惧，一个那样暗涌踟蹰，两人这样在99%与1%之间拉锯纠缠，拉得人心有戚戚焉。
All you need is love
A girl has got to eat
All you need is love
She'll end up on the street
All you need is love
Love is just a game
I was made for loving you baby you were made for loving me
The only way of loving me baby is to pay a lovely fee
Just one night, give me just one night
there’s no way, ‘Cause you can't pay
In the name of love, one night in the name of love
You crazy fool, I won't give in to you
“Love makes us act like we are fools， throw our lives away， for one happy day，We can be heroes”Alright， just for one day，just for one day.
也只能是一天了，因为1%的生命力就只在一天间。剩下美人才子沦落在寒冷街头花容憔悴饥肠辘辘为面包奔命可没人想看，反正这99%已经随处可见了。