My Wonderful 211 - 2010

這年的生日一早就預料在工作中度過，沒有準備，沒有打算。凌晨的時候，獨自駕車在公路上，傳來了Joanna Wang演唱會內動容的一曲。

二十四小時後，回頭看看，原來過了充滿喜悅的一天，滿載笑容，飽滿愛。

你們每一個心思，我都看到了；手造的，手寫的，紀錄的，創作的，看的吃的用的。。。每一個都叫我感動，我都全部記住。我實在有點不好意思，你們的愛太大了！

特別謝謝馬生，Denise和茜皮為我把不同的人連起來，為我慶祝。

高興之餘，生日也小心提醒自己"What am i doing now...at this age, at this time. And if there is some kind of power, pass it on, pass  it on..."

謝謝你們，Love YOU all.

More photos here :

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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey

Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils

Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land  Now I understand what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free

They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze

Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue

Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain

Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand  

For they could not love you, but still your love was true   And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night

You took your life as lovers often do,

But I could have told you, Vincent,

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls

Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes

The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow  

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free

They would not listen they're not listening still   Perhaps they never will.