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“蜗居”，掀起热议。本想找来看看，想了想，还是不要看。
头顶那片瓦de拥有，真那么重要吗？情感，生命，头顶那片瓦... 也许人一生里最不值钱的就是那片瓦，可也是最要钱的。不过热议让人性立体，人性让世界多彩。
入世的/脱世的，都是一生。入世de，走一生，求一生；脱世de，走一生，看一生。没什么好议论的。当然都这么想，这个世界就冬眠了。
怀念雪城。雪片串起de记忆...喜欢雪夜“踏”雪。雪挤在一起发出的声音，轻柔清脆，sounds like thousands of distance violins playing, running as far as heart could feel… 静谧的雪夜，清澈的星空... 总是不经意间弄湿视线...the sweetyness /the sadness always comes to me hand in hand...
要做bmb，或A或B,  不知道，唯一知道的P(AB)零概率。尽管P(A)是1 无所谓，P(B) 是1也无所谓，却突然渴望P(AB)>0，不是难得糊涂吗
清晨从梦醒来，梦湿了枕头心轻轻地痉挛...  总是走不出那梦...
“A brain appears to hold a special area, poetic memory, which only records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful" (someone said). So does a heart. A heart always possess a very special very unique area, where she keeps her own fairy tale, enbracing her when she is sick, comforting her when she cries, warming her up when she feels cold, being her accompanied when she feels alone, holding her up when she falls... always by her side, always in her dream...