故事:  [右邊的石頭]。
                                                  
                                                   从前有一个人,他的右边有一块大得像山的石头,
                                                   他很想爬上石头顶端,看看那边的风景,
                                                   可是他试了很多次也爬不上去,
                                                   最后他放弃了,只能往左边走,
                                                   但不管他走多远,看多少美景,
                                                   他念念不忘的还是右边的石头,甚至会再跑回石头的身边,
                        
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                                                   很多傻瓜的心里都有这么块石头,扎根在右边的心脏,
                                                   八０年代末的孩子,魔鬼一样,不懂饶恕,
                                                   骄傲，任性，固执，偏激…
                                                   没有谁肯真实的去面对现实,包括我,
                                                  
                                                   [祭奠]。
                                                  
                                                   我一直是被忽略的个体,
                                                   没人在乎我的存在,没人在乎我的重要,
                                                   该认真的还是荒芜的走下去,
                                                   我选择了“不知道”.
                                                  
                                                  [遺失全部]。
                                                  
                                                  不知道有什么可以永垂不朽,
                                                  但那至少不是我和谁,
                                                  站在十字路口迷了路,连回家的路也开始生疏,
                                                  开始不相信自己,不相信任何人,
                                                  或许,只剩下回忆,
                                                  别对我笑,因为我哭了,
                                                  我憎自己是个左右摇摆的人,
                                          
                                                  [還有什么值得我在乎]。
                                                
                                                  街道上的七彩斑斓,
                                                  虚伪的问候,
                                                  陌生的电话号码,
                                                  没有温度的床沿,
                                                  到头来,发现还是只剩自己,
                                                  窗外打雷了,很多人很怕它的声音,刺耳,
                                                  而我却从小就对着它说话
                                                  下过雨的路,还是我一个人走,
                                                  我习惯去践踏那汪雨水,
                                                
                                                 [天黑請閉眼]。
                                              
                                                 天光大白,刺眼的阳光,关紧窗帘,捂进被子,
                                                 不想看见任何人,不想听到任何碎碎念,
                                                 其实我更不想被世人看到我,像个裸露的孩子,
                                                 那些装鬼的人,不要再游荡了,
                                                 我闭上眼,便什么也看不到了,
                                                
                                                 [感性的東西]。
                                                
                                                 听音乐的时候会哭,
                                                 看着别人的感情会哭,
                                                 看书会哭,被骗会哭,被欺负还是哭,
                                                 或许说它是感性,不如说是弱者,
                                                 你爱我,怎样,
                                                 我爱你,又怎样,
                                                 都已经残缺了…
                                                
                                                 [分与合,得与失]。
                                                
                                                 每天像个怨妇,怪世道的不公,
                                                 其实我们都忘却了,
                                                 我们很渺小,
                                                 It is out of my control.
                                                 我们徘徊在分与合,得与失之间,
                                                 谁能操控这一切,
                                                 淡然吧,孩子,
                                                
                                                 [囬首]。
                                            
                                                 那些刻骨铭心,
                                                 那些甜言蜜语,
                                                 那些你死我活,
                                                 我们成长了,我们成熟了,
                                                 我开始绝情绝爱,
                                                 也开始无情无爱,
                                                 回首,那个遥远的自己,
                        
                                                 [或許吧]。
                                            
                                                 或许没人看得懂,
                                                 或许我已经忘记了自己,
                                                 照着镜子,
                                                 陌生的表情,陌生的眼神,
                                                 有恐惧,也有桀骜不逊,
                                                 我在怀念什么,我拿什么来祭奠自己,
                                                 或许就是这些断断续续。
            
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                                                   走了这么久,这么远,
        
      
                                                      石头依旧在右边。

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