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    June 28

    海路

    当望去海际的时候,各大洲的距离就触手可及了。从16世纪开始的航海时代,其实一直到现在还是没有结束的..........
     
    哥德堡号:前世与今生--来源南方网
    一个大胆的设想酝酿成形:以“哥德堡Ⅰ号”为原型,建造“哥德堡Ⅲ号”仿古商船,沿着先人的航线,重抵中国广州。

    “哥德堡Ⅲ号”的立体效果图,可以见到,里面利用了部分现代技术。

     

     

     

     

    20天后,哥德堡号见...(如果我还在广州的话...)

    当然就算20天后不在-_,- 20多天后肯定在的

     
    June 25

    天际

    The Road Not Taken

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that, the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.
     
     
    此词网上已经有很多翻译版本同评析了
    所以我也就不多说什么了
    自己领会吧
    June 23

    故驷

    其实 你想知道什么
    也没什么想知道了
    即使了解
    又如何
     
    那么 你想要什么
    我什么都想要
    这是不可能的
    那我什么也不想要
    也是不可能的
     
    好吧 你想看到什么
    我想看到你
    我就在你面前
    但是我还是看不到你
     
    June 09

    悠长

          不仅仅是回忆,也不是进行时。只不过,恰好在某个时候接触了,然后又在某个时候再次看见。然后想起,感动,流泪而已。
         从朋友那拿到重力社在五月推出的这张ost的时候,毫不迟疑地下载,打开winamp。当音乐悠然地响起的时候,再次跳回03年。
        毕竟只是3年,记忆仍在,人事全非而已。而某个小岛也早在风雨中沉没了。聚而散,散后重逢。当面对面的时候,唯有泪满襟。
     
        不可否认,ro的音乐是我接触online game中记忆最深的配乐。不但是因为游戏优秀,经历的多少
     ;各种乐配运用的天然而又不缺乏那各自一点点地精髓。
     
       对于多首歌目 
      Themaeme of all de baran与 Thema of Payon无疑是感触最多的。源于某flash同某小岛吧....
       最欣赏的
    Thema of Juno 与 one fine day
       最后的最后, 不仅仅是游戏 不仅仅是音乐,不仅仅是回忆,也不仅仅是缘分....
    有关这张CD的详细介绍就请点去官方网站
    Ragnarok O.S.T
    June 02

    漠西

    My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

    Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

    If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

    If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.


    I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,


    But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

    And in some perfumes is there more delight

    Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

    I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

    That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

    I grant I never saw a goddess go;

    My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.

    And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

    As any she belied with false compare.