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Thursday, January 23, 2014

分飛燕

(白)分飛萬里情無限,離淚送君忍淚難。
三番四次來囑咐,只望誓盟在腦間。

分飛萬里隔千山,離淚似珠,強忍欲墜凝在眼。
我欲訴別離情無限,匆匆怎訴情無限。
又怕情心一朝淡,有浪愛海翻。
空嗟往事成夢幻,只望誓盟永存在腦。
音訊休疏懶,只怨歡情何太暫。
轉眼分離緣有限,我不會負情害你心灰冷。
知你送君忍淚難,難難難,難舍分飛冷落怨恨有几番。
心聲托付鴻與雁,囑咐話兒莫厭煩,你莫教人為你怨孤單。
只怨歡情何太暫,轉眼分離緣有限,我不要負情害你心灰冷。
知你送君忍淚難,難難難,難舍分飛冷落怨恨有几番。
心聲托付鴻與雁,囑咐話兒莫厭煩,你莫教人為你怨孤單。

The music is too jolly for the lyrics, I think. But yes, the music does sound very traditionally cantonese.
Ahhhhhh why are operas so legit I need to find more songs.

...and now I need to download 彩雲追月 and 鳳閣恩仇未了情 and like a million other things that I cannot seem to be able to download because I am not in china yeah.

Yayyyyyyyyy can find a song from 黛玉葬花 that I like but I really have no idea what the title of it is :P

Posted at 10:40 PM

Saturday, January 18, 2014

[Untitled]

淡淡雨飄落 風裡共你結伴行 陪你那管路途盡灰暗
曾經風霜 傘中的人 在滄桑裡覓尋
求你今宵 允諾與我 渡崎嶇的半生

陣陣雨灑落 一再滌去了俗塵 陪你那管路途盡灰暗
從今相依 傘中的人 願一生笑伴行
寒雨淒風 似是叫我 讓身心拉近

以後如何亦以愛換愛 以後如何亦將心換心
愁纏一生 快樂一生 仍陪你赴遠方行
以後如何亦以愛換愛 以後如何亦將心拉近
平凡渡過 燦爛也好 甘心跟你走一生

This song is... an untitled song.

From a show most don't know existed. From a singer who most have not heard of. From a songwriter who doesn't play anymore. From a lyricist who doesn't write anymore.

Well yeah, it was from 1991-1992, but still.

I think it is a beautiful song. That's what counts, is it not?


I miss talking to some people. It's like everyone is moving on, moving on with their lives, their work, their everything.

It's just that the every-once-in-a-while obligatory catch-up comes by and I find myself wondering what to say. So I say it.

"I missed you."

That probably did not come out the right way.

"I never knew you were one for sentimentality."

So there is it - a response, a kick to a face, a splash of cold water that tells you that hey look people don't like it when you say weird random things like that. Of course, a protest follows next.

"Of course not, I'm rolling my eyes."

But I'm not rolling my eyes. I really did miss you. And talking to you is just my attempt to regain some sense of normalcy. So maybe I did not miss you, I missed the sense of routine your presence brought to me. I like routine. Routine is normal.

Normal is safe. Normal is good.

Normal is something I missed, like you.


I met some people. So?

Nothing new. Nothing worth remembering. But I remember it somehow.


I've done nothing, gained nothing. But that's okay, in the end we're all just taking nothing. I don't want to have to have everything just because everyone else does. Things are just, things. Some people are made for some things. I am not. Or even if I am, I will not be. Nothing is good enough for me.

Posted at 8:43 PM

Sunday, January 5, 2014

You can pay the piper but you cannot buy his soul

"Why do you like this game?", they asked me.
"Because it's real. Because it's a game."

You know, you really can make online friends. Good ones at that. Some of them you'll forget in time, sure, but some of them... you will remember. Some you will end up spending your next three or four years (or more) talking to when no one else will. And sometimes they will tell you, "Hey, I'll give you this."

It may seem like a small thing, a gift of something worthless, of something that does not matter in real life. But it does matter. It matters because the person behind it knows you wanted something, you needed something, even better than anyone else around you. The person behind the other computer, hundreds of miles away, knows you better than any of the strangers around you.

Sometimes, it's better that way.

Maybe someday I'll quit this game and never play it again, never talk to these people again, never even think about them again. But one thing I will never forget is their spirit and mostly, their heart. To know that there's someone out there who hasn't known you for an eternity of even met you, but is willing to stand up for you. Who's willing to hear your complain about exams and school and reports and will still tell you "go sleep early you've got school tomorrow". Who makes it a point to remember your country and time zone and can say "hey isn't it 11 am for you now don't you have school today?" And who will go "don't you dare talk this way I will skin you alive if you say that to her again".

It all seems so simple that no one would bother to do it because after all "dude these are just online friends you don't know them for real you don't know they're not faking it they're not really trying to be nice to you" but really sometimes these things that seem to be just a casual thing like "I'm going to bed now have a good day all" can really make a difference. You don't have to be nice on purpose to be nice.

It is nice. It is forgettable, but it is also a feeling that will never leave.

And I finally feel like I have elder siblings I can actually talk to. Fundamental differing, indeed.

Posted at 11:52 PM




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