Boston真的很好，干干净净的，感觉人们文化素养很高，果然是世界学府啊，不像纽约；也有很偶尔放松的感觉，大家相互谦让。不过不是小雪吧。？？！哈哈。

When we talk about love, what are we talking about?
We are talking about bitterness.
We are talking about tears and hugs.
We are talking about responsibility.
We are talking about burdensome pots and salt.
We are talking about and reliance and sweetness.
We are talking about romance.
We are talking about understanding and forgiveness.
We are talking about innumerable squabble and bicker.
We are talking about boringness and tediousness.
We are talking about the sense of belonging.
We are talking about staying and forever.
We are talking about blood and semen.
We are talking about belief and capriciousness.
We are talking about betray and leaving.
We are talking about the value of life.

五月天，我等你们等得好辛苦啊。

三年之期终已满 约定之日自此还 成军随团高声喊 勇敢勇敢再勇敢

Eudora

慢慢来，会比较快。

有些关心不能穿越千里来到你身边，无法兑现的嘘寒问暖就像“多喝热水”一样让人哭笑不得又心酸哀怨。当我意识到远隔千里无法传递一个拥抱的时候，便会学着沉迷不语，从细枝末节里看你快乐温情，或是受伤痊愈。关心始终没少，只是明白不再打扰，世界富饶，你好就好。