Red: Let me tell you something my friend: Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.
瑞德：听我说，朋友，希望是件危险的事。希望能叫人发疯。
Red narrating: These walls are kind of funny like that. First you
hate’em, th
en you get used to’em. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on
them.
瑞德话外音：这些高墙还真是有点意思。一开始你恨它，然后你对它就习惯了。等相当的 时间过去后，你还会依赖它。
Red narrating: I have no idea to this day what those two Italian
ladies were s inging about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some
things are better left uns
aid.I’d like to think they were singing about somethings so
beautiful,it can'
t expressed in words,and it makes your heart ache because of it.I
tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a
great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beaut
槛菊愁烟兰泣露，罗幕轻寒，燕子双飞去。明月不谙离恨苦，斜光到晓穿朱户。 昨夜西风凋碧树，独上高楼，望尽天涯路。欲寄彩笺兼尺素，山长水阔知何处？
凤栖梧
伫倚危楼风细细。望极春愁，黯黯生天际。草色烟光残照里。无言谁会凭栏意。 拟把疏狂图一醉。对酒当歌，强乐还无味。衣带渐宽终不悔，为伊消得人憔悴。
青玉案
东风夜放花千树，更吹落，星如雨。宝马雕车香满路，凤箫声动，玉壶光转，一夜鱼龙舞。蛾儿、雪柳、黄金缕，笑语盈盈暗香去。众里寻他千百度，蓦然回首，那人却在，灯火阑珊处。
没文化，王国维的三个境界不是背不出来，就是写不出来．刚才在网上正篇儿搜了一下．牢记牢记，铭记铭记．
糜烂吧．
