没能永远年轻 时常热泪盈眶

ON THE ROAD

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’

我只喜欢一类人，他们生活狂放不羁，说起话来热情洋溢，疯狂地等待被救赎，对生活十分苛求，希望拥有一切，他们对平凡的事物不屑一顾，但他们渴望燃烧，像神话中巨型的黄色罗马蜡烛那样燃烧，渴望爆炸，像行星撞击那样在爆炸声中发出蓝色的光，令人惊叹不已。