小强与小白的静谧花园

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打发这无期的寂寥

 

在很久很久以前 你拥有我我拥有你 在很久很久以前 你离开我去远...

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there was a friendship
that became a secret
　　
there are places we can't return
there are lies we have to tell
there are truths we can't deny
　　

        我得说那就是“压抑”——我经常用它，但我又尽量在避免多次使用，以尽可能让自己成为社会交际圈子里得一分子。但在某些时候我又会不由自主地重新跌入其中。我经常在压抑和成为一个社会动物之间挣扎，在追求对自己自由意愿地诚实地同时，你也姚争取尽量少地与环境冲突，我想这是很重要地课题。我想这就是令我以及我的电影得以成长的力量所在。我想我用“压抑”的次数太多了，我怀疑一切，有些东西是你以为可以相信的，或是紧紧抓住的东西，然而它们却忽然变了，这就是生活的本来面貌。到了我这个年纪，很多中国人就开始以这样的方式考虑事情，当事情发生变化的时候，我们必须忍耐，这就是我们所信仰和坚持的。

                                                                                                                  ——Ann Lee

Seeing the snowman standing all alone

In dusk and cold is more hean he can bear,

The small boy weeps to hear the wind prepare

Anight of gnashings and enormous moan.

His tearful sight can hardly reach to where

The pale-faced figure with bitumen eyes

Returns im such a god-forsaken sare

As outcast Adam gave to Paradise.

the man of snow is,nonetheless,content,

Having no wish to go inside and die.

Still,he is moved to see the youngster cry.

Though frozen water is his element,

He melts enough to drop from one soft eye

A trckle of the purest rain, a tear

For the child at the bright pane surrounded by

Such warmth, such light, such love,

and so much fear.

                                                                               RICHARD WILBUR