梯间

紧抓着你的短发，使劲，感觉腹股间热流的冲激，是多么的实在；那一前一后宛如急流般的舌捲，你的眼里 含着精锐的光芒与贪恋，不休。那赤热的快感起伏着，昇化一柱火红的坚韧，带着渐隐的喃喃，在那梯间迴荡。

陌

我嗅到你的熟悉在陌生的感觉里。读你的脉膊, 起伏的有点像六月，催促。

走走

穿过繁忙的街道，滑过陌生人的眼里，那已是灯火辉煌的夜。熟悉的吵杂，看不清的脸孔， 我却能隐约的听见你的心在说话。不知名的树叶跌伤了自己，在地面上飘动的挣扎着；有的飘下还想企图躲进你的短发里，却让我窥见。你和我，一白一黑的，就这样的走走谈谈。

无题

最近要跟进和做决定的事情还蛮多的，有时好想有个可以信任的人可以倾心以谈，分解个人见解和意见； 这世道知己难寻，真正能谈得来的好友还是非常难寻的，若继若离是人之常性。也不能期盼太多。

Recovering the lost smell

I thought I was unable to get the familiar ''green smell'' again.

The smell I definitely think is belongs to him. Since he told me that he had finished the green smell, that moment the word was cast in my mind ; I always wanted to try to find the green smell again.

I missed out the chance on the way to Thailand when I encounted with the green smell, but at last, be able to get the green smell from the way back from UK, and specific for him.

"Green smell", a smell which is a significant memory to me. A smell that symbolize a memory of him that was so close to me. A smell that I always try to recall and hope to come from him. It carries a good memory, a memory that was so tender and sweet of course; a sensous feeling of smell and touch that keep us close enough to feel each other.

But now, although he has the ''green smell'', but I have less chance to smell it. I hope it will not gradually disappear from my memory.

恋石之情。

一段时间没好好的写些东西了。也好些时候没有好好的陪陪那粒大石头了。想起以前总可以带着石头去逛逛街，看看电影；而今，大家都比往常来的忙碌，少了相聚相伴的机会和时间，因而，想恋大石头的心情却也相对的增加了。但石头有时也蛮无聊的，总爱想些不实际的东西来瞎闹，毫无意义可言。

人生，有着比私情更重要的东西得去策划和安排，以体现为人的智慧。