You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long.
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
You are the angel glow that lights a star,
The dearest things I know are what you are.
Some day my happy arms will hold you,
And some day I’ll know that moment divine,
When all the things you are, are mine!
埋頭苦幹的時候需要調劑,偶爾找到Ella Fitzgerald的輕快版本。
因工在身,無法到香港參加朋友有份兒主講的講座環節,講座的籌辦人是您,我說您沒有通知社團中人是選擇而不是錯誤,無需道歉。
我知道您有權選擇我而最後不選擇我,我相信我也有那樣的權利,明明知道我和您之間,是不會有some day的,可是我聼到歌的時候,渴望依舊,中毒太深是事實,只好咬緊牙關面對。
這樣的選擇對自己並無好處,又如何?
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