今天真是秋凉了，天高云淡的。“佳节又重阳，玉枕纱橱，半夜凉初透”。这样凉，有些微风，站在院子里面，还没到半夜，凉就从皮肤浸润到身体里面了，深深吸口气，清澈极了。

看见这朵玫瑰藏在叶子下面，静静的开着，也许是最后的玫瑰了。就像那首歌，夏日里最后一朵玫瑰。无忧无虑的夏天，热的发烫又无所事事闲散的午后，那些燥热蒸腾，就渐渐远去了。

翻出这首Keren Ann的歌，她的歌“美妙的轻声细语犹如易碎的水晶玻璃，又仿若湿润夏季里轻凉的山泉。她的纯洁是长刺前的玫瑰，无法在世间长久的生存”. 就像这朵玫瑰，花开为凋谢。这首歌翻译成守候吧。守候什么呢？世间一切来来回回，花开了会谢，夏去了也会再来，我哪里也不去，人来人又去，看潮起潮又落。

这歌里面有种异常淡定的心态。我就听听这样的歌，守候着一些我喜爱的东西吧。

Not Going Anywhere

This is why I always wonder
I'm a pond full of regrets
I always try to not remember rather than forget

This is why I always whisper
When vagabonds are passing by
I tend to keep myself away from their goodbyes

Tide will rise and fall along the bay
and I'm not going anywhere
I'm not going anywhere
People come and go and walk away
but I'm not going anywhere
I'm not going anywhere

This is why I always whisper
I'm a river with a spell
I like to hear but not to listen,
I like to say but not to tell

This is why I always wonder
There's nothing new under the sun
I won't go anywhere so give my love to everyone

Tide will rise and fall along the bay
and I'm not going anywhere
I'm not going anywhere
People come and go and walk away
but I'm not going anywhere
I'm not going anywhere