昨晚，隨手拽出床頭前堆放的幾本書，《唐卡中曼荼羅》、《乾隆版大藏經》獲準重印的推廣書、《後望書》、《無目的美好生活》，每本都閱讀了片刻，然後，就進入了夢想，這一夜，睡的很踏實。
清晨，窗外，陰雨綿綿，又想起洪晃在《無目的美好生活》一書中寫的《老不死的愛》，我原認為這是男人的本性，洪晃借用一段故事，闡述的見解就是：女人也如此。
blowin in the wind
bob dylan
how many roads must a man walk down
before you call him a man
how many seas must a white dove sail
before she sleeps in the sand
how many times must the cannon balls fly
before theyre forever banned
the answer， my friend， is blowin in the wind，
the answer is blowin in the wind。
how many years can a mountain exist
before its washed to the sea
how many years can some people exist
before theyre allowed to be free
how many times can a man turn his head，
pretending he just doesnt see
the answer， my friend， is blowin in the wind，
the answer is blowin in the wind。
how many times must a man look up
before he can see the sky
how many ears must one man have
before he can hear people cry
how many deaths will it take till he knows
that too many people have died
the answer， my friend， is blowin in the wind，
the answer is blowin in the wind