那天的网速真是问题不小，我什么方法都试过了，居然用了两天才下好。不应该的呀！

《地狱少女》不知不觉地就完结了。希望可以出第二笼，这样的话，我就可以不用看动画了。阎魔爱的故事还是很值得人去了解一下的。另外，我就学会了那句超经典的“一遍、死んで见る”。

《特命係長只野仁3》和《百鬼夜行抄》继续跟。不过呢，貌似出了个新的，名字也是相当诱人呢！《猎人代号H-code 赚取爱的赏金》。让我研究了半天，所谓的H就是hunter的首字母。这个和一般性的hunter还不太一样，故事设定的年代是20××年，所以一切的一切都是比较先进的。不过现在的我看这些，就感觉比较落伍的样子了。先进的NOPD刑警们戴的帽子和丽娜莉的哥哥的是一样的，贝雷帽。这年头，还有有男人戴这种帽子的吗？几乎是没有的，至少有型的男人是这样。OP还是蛮奇怪的，当然即便是奇怪，认真听一下，还是蛮有味道的。可以慢慢体味后，感觉就那么来了。故事和以往看的相比，大大地有新意啊！所以，跟了。

【中文名】：猎人代号H-code 赚取爱的赏金

【日文名】：H-code～愛しき賞金稼ぎ～

【英文名】：H-code

【出　品】：日本朝日电视台（ANB）

【上　映】：2007年1月13日首播（日本每周六深夜0：45播放）

【集　数】：共8集

【编　剧】：八津弘幸

【音　乐】：诸桥邦行

【总制片】：森山浩一

【制　片】：内片辉、松下洋幸

【导　演】：内片辉、小河久史

【主　演】：大浦龙宇一、蒲生麻由、稻健二、涩谷天外、メイサツキ、唐渡亮、谷麻纱美、井之上チャル

【主题曲】：「ドクロ町ツイスト」クレイジーケンバンド

【官　方】：http://asahi.co.jp/h-code/top/main.html

【讨　论】：http://www.yycaf.net/bbs/thread-54183-1-1.html

【制作方】：http://www.yycaf.net/

【制　作】：YYCAF日剧小组翻译制作&推荐剧目

It seemed unlucky today.  When on the bus, I fell on the ground because of Mr. driver's sudden braking and my gloves.  My right hand was aching at that time.  I spent an afternoon on two places, one of which is Metro and the other was Charity Hotel.

Yesterday afternoon I went to a lecture.  The man we called him David Feng had been a principal in Hangzhou's NOS and I saw Tom whose appearance and voice was still strange to me.  But when he started the lecture, I found that was him.  Shin qian (しんちゃん), out of question, was good at monolog and cold joke.  But we laughed just after his laughter like someone.  That day's traffic was terrible.

总算能睡个懒觉了。对于我这样晚睡的人，大清早的就起床可是件相当痛苦的事情啊！不过到点了，总是会醒一下的。更为不爽的是，在清醒后的一个小时左右，居然想起了昨夜的梦境。断断续续的，竟有好几个片段。临睡前看的是在追的日剧，这次的任务居然是解决有人伴鬼的事，然后……相应的一系列的灵异事件就出现啦！

沉浸了近一个月乱七八糟的语言袭击后，终于恢复了正常的我的生活。回顾一下，假期又荒废了。漫展没去成不算，连书也没有看，还让N多不喜欢的片子占据了我的硬盘。希望指导老师不要一开学就来联系我们。

回归原始，开始回看少女漫画。不过我还是那幅死相，凡事不宜多。换换胃口而已。

年也过完了，人们又开始恢复到正常的日常生活中去。当然，我不算其中。算了一下，大概我之后就是处在待业和混沌的交接中了吧！天气貌似也变暖了，是啊，九九八十一天马上就要结束了。纵然春寒料峭，也不会再冷到那里去吧！新的生活将要开始了，真是有种令人期待的幸福呀！

父母在假期的最后一天去了植物园。我也好想去啊！不过看到他们拍的照片后就心理平衡了。这些花还是比较一般的，课上出现的比这些多好多好多，而且几乎是什么都有。

松泽由美貌似不怎么样啊，也许是那首《地球ぎ》让人印象实在太深刻了，之前和之后的歌就逊色了很多。也许是黄金GG们的缘故也说不定。

I forgot the dream yesterday.  David told us one of his friends' story about dream coming true.  It was unbelievable, but meanwhile it was true.  After his lively narration, I was astonished.  Because when I was 9 or 10, I often had a same dream.  If the dream came true, it would be terrible.  Soon I would die in the abyss with hopelessness, aloneness and fear, maybe despair.  But the experience visiting many places like museum, library and the like sounds nice.  Dreams are full of mysteries.

It is a special day, too.  It is the time that we say goodbye to Qiaodi (巧娣).  Elaine is very popular.  Though the feeling that one is watched by his students in the class is good, I don't envy her because I had experience.  That's enough.  I knew something about what they told us, such as In a Station of the Metro, The Raven, when I took the collective course.  However, imagism is difficult for me, even Chinese poem.  I have no gift.  There must be someone who can explain them to me.  My comprehension is the instrument of poems more ambiguous.

Religion was another topic.  The stories were funny.

Elaine advised that we must own a back garden to relax ourselves.  What occurs to me is the harem where you can find your favorite personable guys.  It is a joke.  We must have some hobbies.  During my leisure time, these can enrich us.

Today it's our turn.  They had dinner at my home.  Luckily, I went to the NOS, and I just spent one dinner time with them.  Frankly speaking, I don't like this.  The Spring Festival holidays will soon be over.

To be continued...

In a Station of the Metro

Ezra Pound

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;

Petals on a wet, black bough.

It is the last day for David.  Unfortunately, he didn't fall in a sleep until at 2 o'clock last night.  When it was over, he must be fair tuckered out, I think.  To my surprise, he made it.  I like Elaine better than him because to a certain extent we have the common interest or both of us know something.  But this guy is an outstanding one.

Today we have talked about Edgar Allen Poe as listening material.  During the rest he introduced another song to us, which was written by a poet and singer.  The word means a lot and it is hard to understand.  David often shows his opinion to us.  This time he was no exception.  He explained the song for us sentence by sentence.  In fact the song is a letter which tells us a conflict between two roles.  However, whatever he is a singer or a poet, he just is one person.  If he is in his right mind, there is no need for him to care about who Jane loves better.  No one in the world is perfect.  The successful and rich singer can give her material possessions, but he has a little attraction mentally while the poet has.  A freak!

Maybe he saw I had much more interest in Japanese, so he gave me a magazine as a gift.  It was my pleasure.  But it seemed that he wanted to reclaim me.  Ha-ha!  I hope it can be my future motive.  Anyway, many thanks to him.

I know many persons have not slept well because of the Chinese custom which we set off firecrackers to welcome the god of wealth on the fifth day during the Spring Festival.  

Meeting Yaya on line, we had a chat on yesterday's gathering.  They hit the bar at night after playing karaoke in the afternoon.  They didn't go home until 3 o'clock.  My god!  It sounded so high and the cost was considerable as well.  Future spouse and child also is the topic.  I find both we are grown up.  I am gracious to talk with him for we have less chance to do so.

If sleeping with a girl can be called a nightmare, then I had one last night.  But we just slept together.  What's worse, I was hurt by elder brother when playing firecrackers.  Err, who is my elder brother? 

Famous Blue Raincoat

Leonard Cohen

It's four in the morning, the end of December

I'm writing you now just to see if you're better

New York is cold, but I like where I'm living

There's music on Clinton street all through the evening.

I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert

You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair

She said that you gave it to her

That night that you planned to go clear

Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you  you looked so much older

Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder

You'd been to the station to meet every train

And you came home without lily Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life

And when she came back she was nobody's wife.

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth

One more thin gypsy thief

Well I see Jane's awake --

She sends her regards.

And what can I tell you my brother, my killer

What can I possibly say?

I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you

I'm glad you stood in my way.

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me

Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes

I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair

She said that you gave it to her

That night that you planned to go clear

-- sincerely, l. Cohen

决定起床的时候已经是下午了。实在太累，去姨妈家蹭了中饭，步行回家，整理衣服，顺便来点女红。统统弄好的时候已经快天亮了。

整理衣服，貌似每个要毕业的女生都会做的一件事情。把以前的过时的，穿烂的，不喜欢的……都理出来，它们可以光荣退役了。然后把即将适合工作的衣服拿出来，还有些自己觉得有些不漂亮得不适合自己的。其实还好啦，只是我一直都是个很懒的人，懒得不配做女人，不论对脸还是对衣服。有时其他的情绪会牢牢地占据上风，为什么我言行举止一定要像个淑女呢？那个角色只是我偶尔喜欢客串的呀！不管怎么样，以后我就可以穿上我买了很久都没有穿过的小西装，真有成就感。

有些脱线的，就修补一下。女红并不是我擅长的，这活可是要靠平时多多练习的，可不是学过一次会了就可以的，虽然简单的我还是会的。不过和我母亲的针线活比起来简直就是天壤之别，可惜她的眼睛不行了。罢了罢了，只是我什么时候能学会用缝纫机，并且用得好呢？

死去本无憾  但悲忘川隔  花与水

这是冲田总司。可还有谁，又死了呢？秋月耀次郎。他算是主角了吧，居然会……通常如果主角死去的话，故事也会结束的吧。后来会怎么样了呢？虽然那个故事胡诌得厉害。没想到，居然有座城叫秋月。

才四天，虽然在家的时候非常无聊。可是，我还是不想早起呀！！！

 I met some guys who said happy Chinese New Year to me when I was on line in the wee hours.  One of them was an active and lively girl with large liquid eyes.  The girl that often brings smile and happiness to me is the instrument of forgetting unpleasantness troubles me.  We hit it, I think.  By those taken, I was down last night.

Uncle drove us to visit grandpa who has been spending Spring Festival in hospital.  We had dinner at uncle's again.  Making myself at home is a little difficult.  I only can feel ease and free at home.

The reason why I start a new blog is that I just want to blouse a certain one's.  I find something interesting.  You can test your style of articles.  I don't know how does it work.  Maybe key words are the point, but it is funny.  I have it tested and one of them has 51% trace of Qiong Yao.  So what?  It is impossible because it is the introduction to papa.  I look like a cat which is playing with a reel of thread, don't I?  It is impossible because it is the introduction to papa.  I look like a cat which is playing with a reel of thread, don't I?  It can't be backed up by NetEase.  But there is a chance to mould a new character who is sophic, gorgeous, and full of sensibility. 

除夕之夜，应该是举家团圆的时间。不过叔叔的老丈人早晨突然发病去了医院，阿姨留在陪他，使得原本爷爷就不出席的年夜饭更是少了热闹。在桌子前的，除了我妈，其他的都是真真正正的我们家的人。

昨天没开机，再加之又换了手机，来自陌生的祝福短信收了一大堆。今年貌似提出一个不再群发短信的口号。但是我觉得在这片大陆上知道的人应该是少之又少。

大过年的了，还说些让人不快的话。

在几番挣扎之后，好不容易下定决心为之付出了，却又受到这样的“教育”——以需时99：99：99的嘲笑。学什么都是建立在兴趣之上的，一味追求功利的话，是没有足够动力的。本来就不怎么的，可大学的四年更是消沉了很多，我自己有很强烈地体会到。更何况我对事情本来就是三分热情，要长期维系这份高涨情绪对我而言是难上加难。饭间敬酒的时候他们对堂弟的祝愿不外乎就是学习怎么怎么的，孰不知无形间的压力就是这样产生的。好像读书就是为了父母，为了他人的面子，而不是为自己。真正的压力应该是来自同龄人之间竞争的危机感，而不是来自离自己最亲近的人。所以我在想不到其他的祝福时宁可就说声“新年快乐”，也要比其他的都好。

回想我自己，其实也不知道读书到底是为了什么？人活着到底是为了什么？混沌的就这样过一天是一天吧。现在大部分比较现实的答案就是为了可以考到好大学，找到好工作，然后呢，如果还有然后的话，就是找到一个好的另一半，然后该干什么就干什么。如果真是这样作为承载基因的载体而活着未免太过于悲哀了。所以有人就会有不同的看法。比如小凤的爸爸说人活着是为了享受，小弃妇Aaron说是为了可以走出去看看不同的世界……这些是不无道理，然而也是没有说服力的。终于有一天，NOS的某某们以他们的视角让我感受到了活在这世界上的意义。他们是群有学识、有朝气的年轻人，他们会用乐观积极的态度去寻找生活中的乐趣。虽然有时候是有些恶搞，在父母的眼中也算是乱来，但是台下的听众也会为其口中所描述的多姿多彩的生活所吸引。

有张年轻脸蛋的我其实心已不算年轻了。有时已经不能融入到本属于我这个年龄段的生活中去了。过于沉重的脚步和逐渐疲惫的心确实不太适合做某些事。原本以为记忆是最重要的，即便不好的回忆多于美好的，即便现在的生活同样不够理想。可如果有一天无法留下的话，突然发觉，其实也没有什么好可惜的。如果有来生，可以重新塑造自我，按照我的理想一步步地接近梦想；如果会像尘埃那般消失，也不会觉得可惜，毕竟曾经在这片土地上的某个时间存在过、发生过。时间旅人偶尔的驻足，也会看到当时的情景。

思绪又开始飘远了……如果能在想到的时候，用文字记录下这些该有多好。只是通常，过后就会变成一片空白，消散尽净。

没有想到今晚是小年夜，所以回家途中去了趟天天迪亚买了一堆东西，也算是过年吧，对自己而言。感觉就是住校，小日子也过得有滋有味的。白天是有个性的思思和我们度过的，晚上则是有人登门造访。来的是，怎么形容呢，就是个，是个人啦！哈哈。我也不知道怎么形容。被问了一点让我很郁闷的貌似是可以看作常识的问题，我从来没有想过要怎么和人解释，而且对方理解得也有些偏差，所以回答不仅乱成一团，而且貌似让我也变得混乱了。

貌似他们的家里都会有养宠物，而且好像都是猫。思思用她特有的沙哑却富有挑逗性的语音语调给我们讲述了她是怎么样和她家的男猫一起玩的。搞笑的一塌糊涂，什么和咪咪玩躲猫猫。先是在占完他的便宜，其实就是折磨一下后躲起来，再对方等了不耐烦而寻来后猛地现身并用腿横扫。虽然并没有命中，但那咪咪可以跳得老高，然后逃走，思思去追，再次占他便宜。如此往复，这一人一猫真是会寻乐子呀！如果要他安静的话，就买个气球给他。然后这一天，他都会保持充满兴趣的抬头仰望状……好像很好玩的样子。要不，以后我也养一只男的？不像狗，还要去遛。

这是小动物，今天还有讲了一些kiss、贴脸的事情。同样搞笑得有点无奈。

明天总算可以睡得大懒觉了。我多么向往的生活呀！如果换成是工作的话，就是每天早上到单位后一杯茶、一张报纸的公务员的生活。怡然自得，又怎是惬意可以形容的。正符合我现在的个性。就像思思没有选择去外交部一样。为什么开始的时候，这个选项没有出现？弄得我连准备的意识都没有。不过既然没有这个选择，就在其他的选项中挑。本质是一样的嘛！

不行不行，我现在一上网就忍不住到处逛，买东西。最近已经买了很多东西了，再这样下去我要破财了……

情人节之后的一天也就是今天，是我们家团聚的日子。换句话说，其实就是一年之中最重要的一刻——年夜饭的那个晚上。虽然今晚并不算，不过因为某些原因定在了今天进行祭拜，那么今天就是了。所以我很期待，从早上就开始期待着。虽然以往我对这个并没有什么感觉。红包自然是收了，然后还特地去逛了快要关门的一家店。

路上的一家即将开业的hotel的广告很有意思，边走我边留意着。用点阵排成的汉字、英文字母不算新颖，但也看得出颇具匠心。

在饭间有些不愉快，就为了下载那该死的共有10季的《Friends》而没有关电脑。情节和语言不可兼得。注重情节就会忽略语言，而那超级没有营养的《Friends》正好是没有情节的连续剧。可是换来的是对电器使用可能出现的安全隐患的担忧。天！真希望是我一个人住。东西没了可以再买，钱可以放在银行里，卡可以再挂失，房子可以保险，更何况这些都是生不带来死不带去的东西。我根本就不在乎。

还是说点其他的。今天又受打击了。小新居然说那种稍微幼稚些的句子是农民们说出来的。农民！这么多年了，我难道就成了一个农民吗？他真是说不出好话来。其实他的存在让我越发觉得我的中文有够烂的。大学的那几年荒废不算，连中学的都……。唉，除了感叹，就是自愧不如啊。

今天又给我们灌输了作为准父母的思想，罗哩罗嗦地说了一堆，什么即便是表面不合也要在孩子面前装作相亲相爱。其实不要爸爸也是可以的嘛！虽然男孩子的话长大了可能会不够man。但是不代表就没有市场啊。而且换做是我的话，也许不会有这样的问题发生的。哈哈！

探讨了一下中国的节日。刚过的情人节本来就是西方人的节日，当然日本除外。那些是未婚的青年男女们度过的节日。而对于中国已婚夫妇而言，他们更适合过七夕节。嗯，挺有道理的。再说日本的情人节，就显得比较合理。礼尚往来，女孩子们可以在下一个月的白色情人节回收礼物。不过据说男生在情人也有想收到鲜花的念头呢！

一年一度的特别的日子，可对我而言意义并不大。

今天讲了个爱的程度。据小新的理解是在like和love之间还有一层，那就是cherish。我只知道不喜欢有三种。不过他说的有些话还是很有道理的。作为男人，不要轻易对女人说“I love you”。倘若现在就说这样的话，将来再要求得更多时反而给不出了。是啊，不轻言爱，不轻易许诺，特别是期限为永远的爱情。而作为女人，要既有妩媚又不失去可爱才显得醇，醇得如酒，醇得让男人迷失自我。

这是相爱的人。可是即便是现在如漆似胶的恋人们，也无法保证永不背叛。所以朋友就显得比较重要。当然并非所有的朋友。朋友有三六九等，知己已难能可贵，但这样的荣幸只属于莫逆之交。

可是背叛又如何？虽说相遇就是朋友，信任默认存在。可一旦背叛，契约立即自动解除，从此行同陌路，老死不相往来。莫逆难求。所以朋友也不过只是朋友，还是爱恋更让人倾心。

越说越远了。有感而发。到底是不是呢，答案其实只有自己知道了。

Now for some jokes about Love vs. Marriage:

Love is holding hands in the street

Marriage is holding arguments in the street

Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant

Marriage is Chinese take-out

Love is cuddling on a sofa

Marriage is deciding on a sofa

Love is talking about having children

Marriage is talking about getting away from children

Love is going to bed early

Marriage is going to sleep early

Love is a romantic drive

Marriage is a tarmac drive

Love is losing your appetite

Marriage is losing your figure

Love is sweet nothings in the ear

Marriage is sweet nothing's in the bank

Love is a flickering flame

Marriage is a flickering television

Love is 1 drink and 2 straws

Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!"

今天，可真是……。呵呵，其实是还不赖啦！

白天还是一样，在混沌+不爽中度过了6小时的时光。Elaine还是很有意思的呢！她最具代表性的词就是“猥琐”啦！不过对于我这样在绝望中成长了好几年的孩子来说，这个词是再平常不过的了。今天讲到一个什么人，经化简后就变成了一个很暧昧的词。可惜熟悉欧美文化的大家貌似对这一点都不敏感，前排的人中就我一个本能地淫笑着响应了她的猥琐言辞，本能到了连意思都还没有想起来。看来我也是很有潜力的嘛！嘿嘿，我不否认。她的身材、发型都不错，虽然脸实在是不咋地。不过我还是很欣赏她的，尤其是她的冷笑，有个性！这一点我已经不太行了。当然还有她的才能。真可惜居然是个女的。今天还饶有兴致地念了一首来自圣经中讲述爱的诗，为了一年一度的圣瓦伦丁节。这，怎么说呢……感觉我就像只妒忌乌鸦的狐狸！

发现她也很恋声的呢，虽然方向有些不同。这次换了《巴黎圣母院》的音乐剧，那东西我也浅浅地迷过一阵。听了好几首，都没有听到我最喜欢的极具激情的那首男声。不过倒是有了想去翻箱捣柜找出那几张CD的欲望。回味一下，想必也是很不错的体验。据介绍，还有《罗密欧与朱丽叶》、《小王子》、《西贡小姐》等也是不错的。

晚上蹭了顿饭，小凤家送了我不少贵州的特产，还有一串香蕉。多少年了，这次还真有过年的感觉。回家的路上，突然觉得好幸福呀！

茶朔洵在和秀丽打赌中因为失败也死去了，真是让人伤心。漂亮的男人，如果真的成了，其实也没有什么不好的。

I have been looking forward to my school report for about half month and I receive it at last.  Besides qualifications, I get good marks at the free selective courses.  That's great!  XXZ keeps his promise.  Thank Mr. Zhang as well.  But my parcel hasn't been here.  Why?

An unpleasant quarrel happened this morning.  Actually I was scolded by my parents when I opened my eye.  The reason that toilet clogged up was its thinness.  It could not be something like comb in it, I know.  But they targeted me for my carelessness.  I was innocent.  They did not even give me the chance to explain.  Well, I would rather to keep silence when be misunderstanding and I did not need an apology as well.  If only I lived in an apartment alone!

There is no doubt that it will hurt me again when I recall disagreeable experience.  But on the other side, it should be remembered sometimes.

Today's afternoon I took my new ID card.  The line was long enough for me to wait.  Someone cut in.  ...

    I don’t know where and how to kick off the today’s topic.  But the title concerns about two things, not one.  Firstly let say something about the lady of teaching reading.  

    When she started her first word, I felt much uncomfortable.  Her tone was laggard and depressed, especially in Chinese.  While using English, she seemed to be a local one in America.  She graduated from SISU and was a master, too.  But this was not the most surprised thing to me.  She said when she was a pupil, Grade Three, she began to learn Japanese.  That means English was her second foreign language, wasn’t it?  Oh, Jesus!  Talk of the reason why she didn’t like Japanese was after a long time study she knew the essential of the nation and culture which was not suitable for her.  As a Chinese I know this but I always skip these I don’t like.  To some extend, the skill mastering Japanese is the envy of mine.  For animations, yes, it was the first purpose, but now it reverses as to read obscene novels, originals.  I know, I know, I don’t mean the porns.  This is not a proper comparison, just for she liked using the word in Chinese.  Actually it is used for describing the deeds which are not elegant at all.  So calling it timid will be more adaptive.

    She talked of some guys I had known before in the school and she told some interesting stories like others.  These were for fun.  After that, we have to face with the real snag.  The quantity of the words is 12,000.  I don’t want to think more about it because I am going to die.

    These are dull.  Say other things.

    On my way home, I was accosted by a complete stranger.  The uncreative reason was that you looks like my classmate.  I don’t know whether he realized the dialogue appeared in the tape of 80’s.  I am the one who have listened to it for many times.  Maybe I think too much.  I’d like to do a favor for the stranger, but if he asks for my cell phone number, I will be disgusted with him.  Sometimes too much self-protection isn’t a good habit.  It is the fact that I don’t allow someone to walk into my life, isn’t it?  I ain’t Narcissus or Echo, I know.  But from time to time I feel I am a saintess serving the god.  Meeting right person at right time is much more difficult than what we think, though the love story often provides us a good example.  But it is a dream and I don’t dream a dream like that.  Can I find a man like Naoe?  The answer is no at present because I am not Takaya.

    Finally, cheer for over 300 words this time!