呢 喃

Firemen had been fighting the forest fire for nearly three weeks

before they could get it under control.

Word of mouth spread quickly about Club BIO, and several hundred people showed up for my New

Year’s party. There was a line from the elevator to the entrance of the loft. By 3:00 AM, most of the partygoers had gone home. There were only about thirty people left, so I decided to crank up the output of the fog machines so that I could fill the entire loft with fog.

Suddenly, strobe lights flashed repeatedly as a loud, shrill alarm started sounding. It took me a while to figure out where the noise was coming from and what was going on: The dense output of the fog machines had set off the smoke alarms not just for my loft, but for the entire building.

It was 3:00 AM, and the fire alarm was being sounded for all of the units. An automated voice announcement instructed everyone to evacuate the building immediately. I quickly turned off the fog machines and opened all of the windows. The fog cleared after a few minutes, but by then it was too late.

明天回家...

A fisherman always sees another fisherman from afar.
一个渔夫总是从远远的距离看着另外一个渔夫。

An hour to live;

an hour to love.

最近有些忙，断断续续看了一周，就剩十页了，挺有意思的，可能是因为作者已经不在人间，内容显得十分坦诚十分朴实，有的话挺有意思的，让人会心一笑。但是看到最后几页就实在笑不出来了。最后几页说明了作者生前最后的人生体验，我突然觉得他还是挺幸运的，可能他自己并不知道，他已经拥有很多我所没有的东西，很可能我一辈子也没有他前四十七年的生活那么丰盛那么惬意，至于少了什么，只有我自己明白。这种有诚意有内容的文字实在比不太认真又没有诚意的文字好看很多，它给我一个机会提前看看死亡是怎么回事，尽管我还是不太懂，但是知道自己这趟旅途的终点还是很重要的，会少很多迷茫，因为不管怎么折腾，我都已经走在了奔向最终目的地的大路上

总算拜读了西德尼谢尔顿的神作，太有名了。全书最重要的段落全在前六页：

You don't know what can happen tomorrow. Life is like a novel, isn't it? It's filled with suspense. You have no idea what's going to happen until you turn the page.

You don't really know that, do you? Every day is a different page, Sidney, and they can be full of surprises. You'll never know what's next until you turn the page.

If you really want to commit suicide, Sidney, I understand. But I'd hate to see you close the book too soon and miss all the excitement that could happen to you on the next page —— th