昨晚，随手拽出床头前堆放的几本书，《唐卡中曼荼罗》、《乾隆版大藏经》获准重印的推广书、《后望书》、《无目的美好生活》，每本都阅读了片刻，然后，就进入了梦想，这一夜，睡的很踏实。
清晨，窗外，阴雨绵绵，又想起洪晃在《无目的美好生活》一书中写的《老不死的爱》，我原认为这是男人的本性，洪晃借用一段故事，阐述的见解就是：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