how long have i made the blog alone? i have no idea, at the time i see the familiar bike while a horrible mood and terrible weather...
surely, it 's guilt of me to talk about the updating time, well, be used to the Xiaonei then owning a excuse for neglecting the blog, anyway, it's must be my fault, and it doesn't matter how often you would like to pay a visit or how many people will devote their cherish time to my blog.....the key is it is my place~~~~

sad~ the title for the blog is always round this word....with a rough look at the past passages, it's real and full of emotion tough it can be a bit naive........

这是一沟绝望的死水，
清风吹不起半点漪沦。
不如多扔些破铜烂铁，
爽性泼你的剩菜残羹。
　　
也许铜的要绿成翡翠，
铁罐上绣出几瓣桃花；
在让油腻织一层罗绮，
霉菌给他蒸出些云霞。

让死水酵成一沟绿酒，
漂满了珍珠似的白沫；
小珠们笑声变成大珠，
又被偷酒的花蚊咬破。
　　
那么一沟绝望的死水，
也就夸得上几分鲜明。
如果青蛙耐不住寂寞，
又算死水叫出了歌声。
　　
这是一沟绝望的死水，
这里断不是美的所在，
不如让给丑恶来开垦，
看他造出个什么世界。