Monday, October 18, 2010

贝多芬的阁楼


今天又累又困。好不容易到了旅馆,旅馆的计算机系统出了问题,无法checkin。 最后,我得到了5层的一间房子,类似阁楼。这扇窗户让我想起了贝多芬的阁楼。

从我的床上,可以看到伦敦的夜空。我索性连窗帘也不拉了,黑暗里,望着灯火通明的大街。

很多时候,我不知道我从哪里来,往哪里去。。。很多时候,我觉得我很stupid。。。

3 comments:

小乖 said...

Some philosophers said, the hardest thing for human kind to figure out is: who am I? Where do I go? You are not alone, we all feel stupid.

沈睿 said...

Who cares if we are stupid or feel stupid--we live on, no matter how gloomy our days are. Greetings.

东东 said...

count me in, Talking about being stupid, I have done stupid things and may still doing them without knowing.