拔辣Song的街頭策展

我在你的微笑中，看見了脆弱。

我在你的憤怒裡，看見了愛情。

在你深邃不可知的眼神裡，我無意間彷彿觸碰一絲暖流。

甜蜜的令人窒息，倏地消失留下無盡的孤寂空虛。

觸摸不著、撫摸不到。

就像小女孩所說：「狐狸知道我們作不成朋友，所以選擇離開。」

有時候，當我輕輕呼喚著。

你會輕輕的回應著。

但大多數的時候，只是微風的喃喃細語。

I could see the frangibility from your smile.

I might see the love from your ire.

Accidentally I finger the warm current in the deep and unknown expression in your eyes.

It’s so strong that I need to hold my breathe to feel it.

And then it pass off apace , leave the limitless loneliness which can’t be touch and felt.

Like the little girls says , ‘the Fox knows we can’t be close friends forever, so she leave.’

Sometimes when I call in whispers, I could hear your reply.

Most of the time, I only feel the tender stir of the gentle breathe.