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\u82f1\u6587\u6b4c\u53ca\u7ffb\u8bd1\u300aAuld Lary Syne\u300b
Should auld acquaintance be forgot.
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot.
And days o'lang syne?
For auld lang syne,my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak'a cup o'kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
Wu twa ha'e run about the braes,
And pu'd the gowans fine;
And we've wandered mony a weary foot
Sin' auld lang syne.
And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!
For auld lang syne,my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak'a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne,my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak'a cup o'kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
We two hae paidled i' the burn,
Frae mornin' sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne,my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak'a cup o'kindness yet
For auld lang syne.
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I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355,\u6211\u597d\u5b64\u5355.
I am lonely lonely in my life \u6211\u7684\u751f\u6d3b\u5982\u6b64\u5bc2\u5bde
I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355,\u6211\u597d\u5b64\u5355.
God help me help me to survive! \u4e0a\u5e1d\u554a\u5e2e\u6211\u6d3b\u4e0b\u53bb\u5427\u3002
Remember first time we met day one \u8bb0\u5f97\u6211\u4eec\u521d\u6b21\u76f8\u9047\u7684\u90a3\u4e00\u5929\u3002
Kids in the garden' playin'
games heaven' fun \u5b69\u5b50\u4eec\u5728\u82b1\u56ed\u91cc\u5f39\u5531\uff0c
Excitin' and amazin' havin' \u5982\u540c\u5728\u5929\u5802\u4e2d\u5b09\u620f\u3002
a real friend of mine \u6211\u7684\u631a\u53cb\u61c2\u5f97\u6211\u7684\u5fc3\u58f0\uff0c
Feel my heartbeat and for \u62e5\u6709\u771f\u6b63\u7684\u670b\u53cb\u591a\u4e48\u5f00\u5fc3\u3002
real friend of mine
Face to face and eye to eye \u6267\u5b50\u4e4b\u624b\uff0c\u5fc3\u5fc3\u76f8\u6620\u3002
Usin' our hands to buy and supply \u5728\u5bd2\u51b7\u7684\u4e00\u6708\u5230\u516d\u6708
Chillin' is cool from january to june
And we still stiked together \u53ef\u6211\u6709\u4f60\uff0c\u548c\u4f60\u5982\u80f6\u4f3c\u6f06\u3002
like the glue
And know the rules \u76f8\u4fe1\u4f60\u6211\u5929\u8352\u5730\u8001
Forever you and i and believe \u6211\u4eec\u77e5\u9053\u6e38\u620f\u7684\u89c4\u5219
it was clear \u5982\u6b64\u7684\u6e05\u695a\u660e\u4e86
If i ever should fall
i could count on you with no fear \u6709\u4f60\u5728\uff0c\u6211\u5c06\u65e0\u6240\u754f\u60e7\u3002
Runnin' out of time i see who's fake
Alone without protection \u65f6\u95f4\u6f02\u901d\u6211\u770b\u5230\u6b3a\u9a97
from all them snakes
All for one one for all i was told \u5728\u8fd9\u9669\u6076\u7684\u4e16\u754c\u91cc
Black white yellow no matter \u4eba\u4eba\u4e3a\u6211\uff0c\u6211\u4e3a\u4eba\u4eba
if your young or old \u6709\u4eba\u5982\u6b64\u544a\u8bc9\u6211
Nana's in the house to let you know \u4e0d\u7ba1\u80a4\u8272\u5982\u4f55\uff0c\u4e0d\u5728\u4e4e\u5e74\u8f7b\u6216\u8001\u53bb\u3002
What i see is how i fell and damn NANA\u544a\u8bc9\u4f60
I'm alone \u6211\u770b\u5230\u7684\u5c31\u662f\u6211\u7684\u611f\u89c9\uff0c\u6211\u53ea\u62e5\u6709\u6211\u81ea\u5df1\u3002
I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355\uff0c\u6211\u5b64\u5355\u554a
I am lonely lonely in my life \u6211\u7684\u751f\u6d3b\u5982\u6b64\u5bc2\u5bde
I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355\uff0c\u6211\u5b64\u5355\u554a
God help me help me to survive! \u4e0a\u5e1d\u554a\u5e2e\u6211\u6d3b\u4e0b\u53bb\u5427
(Everybody's tripppin' on me
Oh lord come help me please \uff08\u6240\u6709\u7684\u4eba\u628a\u6211\u6b3a\u538b\uff0c
I did some bad things in my life
Why can't you rescue me \u5662\uff0c\u795e\u554a\u6551\u6551\u6211\u5427
'cause you've got all i need \u751f\u6d3b\u4e2d\u6211\u4e00\u5b9a\u72af\u4e86\u9519
I know i got to pay the price) \u4e3a\u4ec0\u4e48\u4f60\u4e0d\u62ef\u6551\u6211\u554a
Cheppin' thru the streets at night\u6211\u77e5\u9053\u6211\u8981\u4ed8\u51fa\u7684\u4ee3\u4ef7\uff0c\u6211\u56e0\u6b64\u800c\u5b64\u72ec\uff09
after a fuss and fight \u6df1\u591c\uff0c\u7a7f\u8fc7\u90a3\u5bc2\u9759\u7684
Tears in my eyes i'm a man \u8857\u9053
lookin' for the light \u6cea\u76c8\u6ee1\u7736\uff0c\u6211\u5411\u5f80\u5149\u660e\u3002
Dark is the path \u524d\u65b9\u7684\u8def\u4e00\u7247\u9ed1\u6697
i know he will rescue me \u6211\u77e5\u9053\u8c01\u5c06\u62ef\u6551\u6211\uff0c\u4e0a\u5e1d\u662f\u6211\u7684\u7267\u7f8a\u4eba
The lord is my shepard \u4ed6\u662f\u6211\u552f\u4e00\u7684\u60e7\u6015
i'm cool despite emergency \u6211\u5fc3\u9759\u5982\u6c34\uff0c\u5c3d\u7ba1\u5371\u9669\u4ecd\u5728
Whom shall i fear exept the god
Thank you for the blessin \u8c22\u8c22\u4f60\u7684\u795d\u798f \uff0c
and the skils on the mic \u8d50\u4e88\u6211\u7f8e\u5999\u7684\u6b4c\u5589
Five years we know there's no diggity \u4e94\u5e74\u4e86\uff0c\u6d3b\u7684\u6ca1\u6709\u5c0a\u4e25
Free at last see the light in me \u6211\u7ec8\u5c06\u83b7\u5f97\u7075\u9b42\u7684\u81ea\u7531\u3002
\u751f\u751f\u6b7b\u6b7b\u65e0\u4eba\u53ef\u907f\u514d
What goes up must come down \u6211\u4f1a\u966a\u4f60\u8d70\u5411\u6b7b\u4ea1\u4e4b\u5dc5\uff0c
\u5411\u524d\u770b\u4e0d\u5728\u56de\u5934
I'll be around while you
heading towards deathtown
Allways look forward hardly
never look back \u7559\u8fc7\u591a\u5c11\u6cea\u554a\uff0c\u53d7\u8fc7\u591a\u5c11\u78e8\u96be\u3002
So many tears and
the snakes on my jock
Now i'm riding in my big fat ride \u6211\u5df2\u8e0f\u4e0a\u5bfb\u627e\u5149\u660e\u7684\u65c5\u9014
Your ass is late so look for the line \u4f60\u6765\u665a\u4e86\u5c31\u8981\u5230\u961f\u4f0d\u540e\u9762
Nana in the house to let you know NANA\u544a\u8bc9\u4f60\uff0c
What i see is how \u6211\u770b\u5230\u7684\u5c31\u662f\u6211\u7684\u611f\u89c9
i feel so leave me alone } \u6240\u4ee5\u4e0d\u8981\u6253\u6270\u6211
I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355,\u6211\u597d\u5b64\u5355.
I am lonely lonely in my life \u6211\u7684\u751f\u6d3b\u5982\u6b64\u5bc2\u5bde
I am lonely lonely lonely \u6211\u5b64\u5355,\u6211\u597d\u5b64\u5355.
God help me help me to survive! \u4e0a\u5e1d\u554a\u5e2e\u6211\u6d3b\u4e0b\u53bb\u5427
Knock on my door whom you lookin\' for \u6572\u6253\u6211\u95e8\u7684\u4eba\u513f\u554a\uff0c\u4f60\u5728\u627e\u8c01
A dream or reality enemies at my door \u662f\u7f8e\u4e3d\u7684\u68a6\u60f3\u8fd8\u662f\u6b8b\u9177\u7684\u73b0\u5b9e\uff1f
Eyes i realize \u6211\u77e5\u9053\u8fd9\u662f\u5e7b\u60f3\uff0c\u6211\u4e00\u5b9a\u662f\u6fc0\u52a8\u96be\u5fcd
it's fantasize i must be high \u5728\u6211\u6b7b\u524d\u8ba9\u6211\u597d\u597d\u6d3b\u4e00\u6b21\u5427
So let me live before i die \u62a2\u8fc7\u9152\u74f6\uff0c\u5377\u8d77\u5192\u5b50
Once again grab the
bottle twist the cap \u4f60\u6709\u4f60\u7684\u751f\u6d3b\uff0c\u6211\u6709\u6211\u7684
To survive your life
is yours my life is mine
No emotions in this world full of lies \u8fd9\u4e2a\u4e16\u754c\u6ee1\u662f\u8c0e\u8a00\uff0c\u6b8b\u9177\u65e0\u60c5\u3002
Step by step and be versatile \u4e00\u6b65\u4e00\u5370\u8d70\u597d\u81ea\u5df1\u7684\u8def
Love peace and cash \u70ed\u7231\u548c\u5e73\u548c\u6216\u8005\u6bc1\u706d
that's what is's all about \u8fd9\u5c31\u662f\u5168\u90e8
Alone by yourself than you \u6beb\u65e0\u7591\u95ee\uff0c\u4f60\u6240\u4f9d\u9760\u7684\u53ea\u6709\u81ea\u5df1
lack there's no doubt about \u6211\u603b\u662f\u4e13\u6ce8\u4e8e\u4e8b\uff0c\u52aa\u529b\u6539\u8fdb\u3002
I'm always into something
making moves to improve
What would you do \u5982\u679c\u4f60\u662f\u6211\uff0c\u4f60\u5c06\u5982\u4f55\uff1f
if you were in my shoes
Boom a letter oops another suicide \u8ba9\u60c5\u7eea\u4f4e\u843d\uff0c\u7136\u540e\u89e3\u51b3\u81ea\u5df1\u3002
Meet me for a ride at the boulevard \u6211\u5c06\u548c\u4f60\u4e00\u8d77\u627e\u5bfb
Nana's in the house to let you know Nana\u544a\u8bc9\u4f60\uff0c
What i see is how i feel \u6240\u770b\u65e2\u662f\u6240\u89c9
and damn i'm alone \u6211\u53ea\u62e5\u6709\u6211\u81ea\u5df1
\u56e0\u4e3a\u8981\u8868\u8fbe\u73b0\u5728\u8fdb\u884c\u65f6\u7684\u542b\u4e49\uff1a\u6211\u4eec\u4f3c\u4e4e\u6b63\u5904\u4e8e\u4e27\u5931\u9762\u5bf9\u9762\u4ea4\u6d41\u80fd\u529b\u7684\u8fc7\u7a0b\u4e2d\u3002
\u6240\u4ee5\u8981\u7528be+doing\uff0c\u5149\u6709doing\u4e0d\u662f\u73b0\u5728\u8fdb\u884c\u65f6\u3002
\u795d\u4f60\u5b66\u4e60\u6109\u5feb\uff01 (*^__^*)
\u8bf7\u53ca\u65f6\u91c7\u7eb3\uff0c\u591a\u8c22\uff01
I have been thinking about this because I recently moved flat, which for me meant boxing and heaving several Everests of books, accumulated obsessively since I was a kid. Ask me to throw away a book, and I begin shaking like Meryl Streep in Sophie's Choice and insist that I just couldn't bear to part company with it, no matter how unlikely it is I will ever read (say) a 1,000-page biography of little-known Portuguese dictator Antonio Salazar. As I stacked my books high, and watched my friends get buried in landslides of novels or avalanches of polemics, it struck me that this scene might be incomprehensible a generation from now. Yes, a few specialists still haul their vinyl collections from house to house, but the rest of us have migrated happily to MP3s, and regard such people as slightly odd. Does it matter? What was really lost?
The book – the physical paper book – is being circled by a shoal of sharks, with sales down 9 per cent this year alone. It's being chewed by the e-book. It's being gored by the death of the bookshop and the library. And most importantly, the mental space it occupied is being eroded by the thousand Weapons of Mass Distraction that surround us all. It's hard to admit, but we all sense it: it is becoming almost physically harder to read books.
In his gorgeous little book The Lost Art of Reading – Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time, the critic David Ulin admits to a strange feeling. All his life, he had taken reading as for granted as eating – but then, a few years ago, he "became aware, in an apartment full of books, that I could no longer find within myself the quiet necessary to read". He would sit down to do it at night, as he always had, and read a few paragraphs, then find his mind was wandering, imploring him to check his email, or Twitter, or Facebook. "What I'm struggling with," he writes, "is the encroachment of the buzz, the sense that there's something out there that merits my attention."
I think most of us have this sense today, if we are honest. If you read a book with your laptop thrumming on the other side of the room, it can be like trying to read in the middle of a party, where everyone is shouting to each other. To read, you need to slow down. You need mental silence except for the words. That's getting harder to find.
No, don't misunderstand me. I adore the web, and they will have to wrench my Twitter feed from my cold dead hands. This isn't going to turn into an antedeluvian rant against the glories of our wired world. But there's a reason why that word – "wired" – means both "connected to the internet" and "high, frantic, unable to concentrate".
In the age of the internet, physical paper books are a technology we need more, not less. In the 1950s, the novelist Herman Hesse wrote: "The more the need for entertainment and mainstream education can be met by new inventions, the more the book will recover its dignity and authority. We have not yet quite reached the point where young competitors, such as radio, cinema, etc, have taken over the functions from the book it can't afford to lose."
We have now reached that point. And here's the function that the book – the paper book that doesn't beep or flash or link or let you watch a thousand videos all at once – does for you that nothing else will. It gives you the capacity for deep, linear concentration. As Ulin puts it: "Reading is an act of resistance in a landscape of distraction.... It requires us to pace ourselves. It returns us to a reckoning with time. In the midst of a book, we have no choice but to be patient, to take each thing in its moment, to let the narrative prevail. We regain the world by withdrawing from it just a little, by stepping back from the noise."
A book has a different relationship to time than a TV show or a Facebook update. It says that something was worth taking from the endless torrent of data and laying down on an object that will still look the same a hundred years from now. The French writer Jean-Phillipe De Tonnac says "the true function of books is to safeguard the things that forgetfulness constantly threatens to destroy." It's precisely because it is not immediate – because it doesn't know what happened five minutes ago in Kazakhstan, or in Charlie Sheen's apartment – that the book matters.
That's why we need books, and why I believe they will survive. Because most humans have a desire to engage in deep thought and deep concentration. Those muscles are necessary for deep feeling and deep engagement. Most humans don't just want mental snacks forever; they also want meals.
I'm not against e-books in principle – I'm tempted by the Kindle – but the more they become interactive and linked, the more they multitask and offer a hundred different functions, the less they will be able to preserve the aspects of the book that we actually need. An e-book reader that does a lot will not, in the end, be a book. The object needs to remain dull so the words – offering you the most electric sensation of all: insight into another person's internal life – can sing.
So how do we preserve the mental space for the book? We are the first generation to ever use the internet, and when I look at how we are reacting to it, I keep thinking of the Inuit communities I met in the Arctic, who were given alcohol and sugar for the first time a generation ago, and guzzled them so rapidly they were now sunk in obesity and alcoholism. Sugar, alcohol and the web are all amazing pleasures and joys – but we need to know how to handle them without letting them addle us.
The idea of keeping yourself on a digital diet will, I suspect, become mainstream soon. Just as I've learned not to stock my fridge with tempting carbs, I've learned to limit my exposure to the web – and to love it in the limited window I allow myself. I have installed the programme "Freedom" on my laptop: it will disconnect you from the web for however long you tell it to. It's the Ritalin I need for my web-induced ADHD. I make sure I activate it so I can dive into the more permanent world of the printed page for at least two hours a day, or I find myself with a sense of endless online connection that leaves you oddly disconnected from yourself.
TS Eliot called books "the still point of the turning world". He was right. It turns out, in the age of super-speed broadband, we need dead trees to have fully living minds.
In the 20th century, all the nightmare-novels of the future imagined that books would be burnt. In the 21st century, our dystopias imagine a world where books are forgotten. To pluck just one, Gary Steynghart's novel Super Sad True Love Story describes a world where everybody is obsessed with their electronic Apparat – an even more omnivorous i-Phone with a flickering stream of shopping and reality shows and porn – and have somehow come to believe that the few remaining unread paper books let off a rank smell. The book on the book, it suggests, is closing.
I have been thinking about this because I recently moved flat, which for me meant boxing and heaving several Everests of books, accumulated obsessively since I was a kid. Ask me to throw away a book, and I begin shaking like Meryl Streep in Sophie's Choice and insist that I just couldn't bear to part company with it, no matter how unlikely it is I will ever read (say) a 1,000-page biography of little-known Portuguese dictator Antonio Salazar. As I stacked my books high, and watched my friends get buried in landslides of novels or avalanches of polemics, it struck me that this scene might be incomprehensible a generation from now. Yes, a few specialists still haul their vinyl collections from house to house, but the rest of us have migrated happily to MP3s, and regard such people as slightly odd. Does it matter? What was really lost?
The book – the physical paper book – is being circled by a shoal of sharks, with sales down 9 per cent this year alone. It's being chewed by the e-book. It's being gored by the death of the bookshop and the library. And most importantly, the mental space it occupied is being eroded by the thousand Weapons of Mass Distraction that surround us all. It's hard to admit, but we all sense it: it is becoming almost physically harder to read books.
In his gorgeous little book The Lost Art of Reading – Why Books Matter in a Distracted Time, the critic David Ulin admits to a strange feeling. All his life, he had taken reading as for granted as eating – but then, a few years ago, he "became aware, in an apartment full of books, that I could no longer find within myself the quiet necessary to read". He would sit down to do it at night, as he always had, and read a few paragraphs, then find his mind was wandering, imploring him to check his email, or Twitter, or Facebook. "What I'm struggling with," he writes, "is the encroachment of the buzz, the sense that there's something out there that merits my attention."
I think most of us have this sense today, if we are honest. If you read a book with your laptop thrumming on the other side of the room, it can be like trying to read in the middle of a party, where everyone is shouting to each other. To read, you need to slow down. You need mental silence except for the words. That's getting harder to find.
No, don't misunderstand me. I adore the web, and they will have to wrench my Twitter feed from my cold dead hands. This isn't going to turn into an antedeluvian rant against the glories of our wired world. But there's a reason why that word – "wired" – means both "connected to the internet" and "high, frantic, unable to concentrate".
In the age of the internet, physical paper books are a technology we need more, not less. In the 1950s, the novelist Herman Hesse wrote: "The more the need for entertainment and mainstream education can be met by new inventions, the more the book will recover its dignity and authority. We have not yet quite reached the point where young competitors, such as radio, cinema, etc, have taken over the functions from the book it can't afford to lose."
We have now reached that point. And here's the function that the book – the paper book that doesn't beep or flash or link or let you watch a thousand videos all at once – does for you that nothing else will. It gives you the capacity for deep, linear concentration. As Ulin puts it: "Reading is an act of resistance in a landscape of distraction.... It requires us to pace ourselves. It returns us to a reckoning with time. In the midst of a book, we have no choice but to be patient, to take each thing in its moment, to let the narrative prevail. We regain the world by withdrawing from it just a little, by stepping back from the noise."
A book has a different relationship to time than a TV show or a Facebook update. It says that something was worth taking from the endless torrent of data and laying down on an object that will still look the same a hundred years from now. The French writer Jean-Phillipe De Tonnac says "the true function of books is to safeguard the things that forgetfulness constantly threatens to destroy." It's precisely because it is not immediate – because it doesn't know what happened five minutes ago in Kazakhstan, or in Charlie Sheen's apartment – that the book matters.
That's why we need books, and why I believe they will survive. Because most humans have a desire to engage in deep thought and deep concentration. Those muscles are necessary for deep feeling and deep engagement. Most humans don't just want mental snacks forever; they also want meals.
I'm not against e-books in principle – I'm tempted by the Kindle – but the more they become interactive and linked, the more they multitask and offer a hundred different functions, the less they will be able to preserve the aspects of the book that we actually need. An e-book reader that does a lot will not, in the end, be a book. The object needs to remain dull so the words – offering you the most electric sensation of all: insight into another person's internal life – can sing.
So how do we preserve the mental space for the book? We are the first generation to ever use the internet, and when I look at how we are reacting to it, I keep thinking of the Inuit communities I met in the Arctic, who were given alcohol and sugar for the first time a generation ago, and guzzled them so rapidly they were now sunk in obesity and alcoholism. Sugar, alcohol and the web are all amazing pleasures and joys – but we need to know how to handle them without letting them addle us.
The idea of keeping yourself on a digital diet will, I suspect, become mainstream soon. Just as I've learned not to stock my fridge with tempting carbs, I've learned to limit my exposure to the web – and to love it in the limited window I allow myself. I have installed the programme "Freedom" on my laptop: it will disconnect you from the web for however long you tell it to. It's the Ritalin I need for my web-induced ADHD. I make sure I activate it so I can dive into the more permanent world of the printed page for at least two hours a day, or I find myself with a sense of endless online connection that leaves you oddly disconnected from yourself.
TS Eliot called books "the still point of the turning world". He was right. It turns out, in the age of super-speed broadband, we need dead trees to have fully living minds.
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