我不要盲目的谈论一些，我并不了解的东西。
                                                                 文学啊艺术，文学啊艺术....我一点也不了解。
                                                              尽管我们认识很久，那是一段很值得忘记的时光。
                                                                           我不懂，也许是因为它太深邃，
                                                          可我始终觉得它应该肤浅得就像他向我所呈现的那样。
                                                                 因为不认识，所以一切随时可以从本原开始，
                                                                       这样很好啊，如果我不小心背叛它了。
                                                                         我就可以说，我跟你本来就不熟嘛~

                                                                           我还是先来认识我自己吧，
                                                            是说把别人对我的看法和期望以及影响都擦洗干净，
                                                                        只剩下一个单薄或者干脆赤裸的我，
                                                                         我这个本尊到底是在怎么想呢！？

                                                                     有人问王尔德“你喜欢什么样的人啊”
                                                                                    回答“煮熟了的。”