颓废的季节

这个季节注定是多变的季节，风在泣诉；雨雪哀吟，却没有唤醒昏睡梦呓。腐叶在泥土里升腾发热， 将旧年的记忆删去脱化。嫩芽在破土的瞬间被风裁霜掠，狂沙又一次摧残最后的侥幸。

被压抑的颓废在此刻得以释然，地动山崩；生死在瞬间转换，把掩埋的和没有掩埋的；鲜活的和腐朽的；隐蔽在黑暗中的；虚幻中复刻的；扭曲的现实与想象的美妙；还有若隐若现的情与爱；一层层的剥离、剥离......

欲望难懑的人以寻爱做梦为生，为爱而死；为梦而生。世界在混乱中重生，又在重生中颠覆。心灵的拷问从未停止，却不能让疯狂歇息片刻。华丽的广告阻隔了远眺的视线，现实与虚拟交替着，微弱的声音在呼唤远始的人性......

是谁让生命背负罪恶放纵，金钱吞噬着脆弱的神经，良心的天平已倾倒。恶劣的天气与多变的情绪交织着，人人都带着无形的面具，筑建起重重防护，像是对抗雾霾和辐射的污染；也包裹住皮囊下被情殇麻木的灵魂。

野狗躲在肮脏的角落，舔舐无人知道的伤口。浮躁的欲念，演绎出一场场萎靡的戏剧，一双双迷离的眼眸，在搜寻梦的归属。残音在尼古丁夹杂啤酒的串味中飘荡......

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Bird chirp gurgling springs

Wild wolves stood in Bristol

under the boxer farming

It was so uppity spiritual life

Being helplessly recounting his no sadness and population

The piano and soprano saxophone indictment folk guitars

The greedy for the murder of wild wolves

The truth faithfully recorded the notes to the human nature

Facing the whole human Armed

Life is not the Wolf is met the weak

The intermarriage is dejected

They now on the night in starlight

The tragedy of care to gaze lingering here

In the hands of any sentimentality

In order to continue to life

Choose death or leave

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