Beatles - Eleanor Rigby



Aah, look at all the lonely people
Aah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear
No one comes near.
Look at him working. Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Aah, look at all the lonely people
Aah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

(from "yellow submarine")



"一年"

     这几天有点悲伤，深夜里难逃脆弱的瞬间。生活的沉重，有时让我喘不过气。但是，天亮了的时候，我总会觉得好些，尤其是那些晴朗的早晨。

     小时候，总告诉自己，别忘了欣赏阳光，落日，透明的树叶，以及单纯的一切，别让自己的心灵老去，别让它被玷污。

     那么，在尘世的重里迷失自己，算不算玷污自己的心灵呢。

     啊，记得明日又是新的一天吧。不要恐惧世俗，因为那只是一种暂时的幻象，红尘滚滚，为什么不叫它滚开。。。

     今天，开BLOG一年。也算是一种纪念。

     这一年，也算是有些起伏了。认识了许多特别的人物，我曾经告诉自己，要看看这世界的。我看了，我看到的，是很多悲伤。很多孤单。很多不满足。很多诱惑。

     当然，更是很多才子，很多佳人。（我被这里的才女之多所彻底惊讶，尤其豆腐庄）

     很有趣的世界，但是，有时也让我悲伤。

     想到这个网络世界，就想到这首歌。

     一年在WXC的日子，就拿这首歌做个纪念罢。