王大力

题记：如果你是一个好人，那是很可能是一个恶棍

最近看到一个微博，炒冷饭式的营销，万人吹捧的成功学，类似人没有梦想，和咸鱼有什么区别这样的话，看的心里发笑

尤其我想到了最近一个在脑中怎么也挥不掉的主题，好人

在5月的某个晚上，回顾这半年的腥风血雨，我睡前一直在考虑这个问题，好人真的是好人？

我遇到过一些好人，但是，他们的仁慈，却让自己变成了恶棍！

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winter is coming

Eddard  Stark

<!–《A Song of Ice and Fire》里的一个人物，这本书翻译过来就做《冰与火之歌》，如今已经拍成美剧，第二季在播中，这本书虽然各种元素交织一起，但是在我看来，堪比纪实文学 –>

我觉得Eddard  Stark就是我要描述的那个好人，总之他们是一个类型，历史是惊人的想相似，而好人，也是惊人的相似

Eddard  Stark的背景对于没看过书的人，不必多言，如果描述起来，他是一个百分百好人，为皇帝打下江山，不贪功不倨傲，然后带着自己的族人去守长城，低调，自律，内敛

写到这，我都忍不住想起了我上家公司的CTO，也是一个百分百好人，技术全面，吃苦耐劳，为项目劳心劳力，做架构，写模块，管进度，勤加班，如果要定义加班的概念，我们的CTO全年无休，每天都加班到10点，相比之下，我的加班，可能就是小打小闹，弱爆了

终于到了最关键的But，好人都是恶棍

Eddard的仁慈和愚忠，带来的Stark家族的黑暗，真正的Winter Is Coming，而我们CTO的仁慈和愚忠，带来的是项目组的黑暗，加班 no ending….

而结局也是可以预见的：

Stark一族基本死光，10年守边境，瞬间变成无用功，而Eddard Stark本人，也被打上莫须有的“叛国者”的罪名，斩首示众，头颅被顶在金枪上，任由人们来唾骂

而我们，项目4个月变1个月，加班做出来，扣工资，瞬间变成无用功，项目组土崩瓦解，而我们CTO大包大揽之后，也被打上“喝茶混日子”的title，灰溜溜的离开公司

当我看到Eddard在地牢里，某人劝他不成，最后问他一句，你要做你的好人，可想过你的子女？

黑暗之后，是Eddard立体的脸庞轮廓，我不知道他在想什么，可能他穷尽一生也想不出，他只是在做一个好人，但是他不知道，怎么样才算做一个好人，怎么自己做着做着，自己就变成一个恶棍了

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写到这，我的思绪都乱掉了，可能是这个命题，太庞大，也可能是我要描述的观点，太渺小，各种因素太复杂

我明明是成功的自救了，却换回来的是，黑如深渊的思考，甘甜尽后的那苦痛

或许我要很久之后，才能舒畅的考虑这个问题

题记：生活，真是一段惊魂记！

最近的日子比较刺激，仿佛上演了一个活生生的惊魂记

《惊魂记》是希区柯克的代表作之一，故事跌宕起伏，不到最后结局，你很难知道真相，讲一个神经病的故事。

事实上，神经病很疯癫，特别少，但是我在这段日子，2月到5月初，和两个super神经病肉搏交战了几个月，双方彼消吾涨，互相往来，特别费脑，好在故事是大圆满解决，哥在魔都的最后一战，星光闪耀

这段故事要是细说起来，都能炒一盘菜了，所以哥就不展开了，感谢各位和我一同战斗，分析局势，出谋划策，战术实施的你们，纵使你们达不到哥现在高帅富到前无古人后无来者的孤独求败的地步，每当遇到困难，想想哥给你们留下的分析和3个锦囊，也能全身而退，祝福你们，愿原力与你们同在！

纠结几遍之后，我还是决定，把博客搬到我的网站上，接下来的日子，好好敲代码，写文拍照过生活，好好的躺下来享受生活的强jian！

爽！

Once upon a time you dressed so fine,
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you ?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall,”
You thought they were all a’kiddin’ you.
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out.
Now you don’t talk so loud,
Now you don’t seem so proud,
About having to be scrounging your next meal.

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be without a home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?

Aw, you’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely,
But you know you only used to get “juiced” in it.
Nobody’s ever taught you how to live out on the street,
And now you’re gonna have to get used to it.
You say you never compromise
With a mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, “Do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
With no direction home ?
A complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?

Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all did tricks for you.
You never understood that it ain’t no good,
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you.
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal ?

How does it feel ?
How does it feel ?
To have ya’ on your own ?
With no direction home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?

Aw, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re all drinkin’, thinkin’ that they’ve got it made.
Exchanging all precious gifts,
But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe.
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse.
When you ain’t got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you’ve got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel ?
Aw, how does it feel ?
To be on your own ?
With no direction home ?
Like a complete unknown ?
Like a rolling stone ?

on a dark desert highway,行驶在昏黑的荒漠公路上,
cool wind in my hair.凉风吹过我的头发.
warm smell of colitas,温馨的大麻香,
rising up through the air.弥漫在空气中.
up ahead in the distance,抬头遥望远方,
i saw a shimmering light.我看到微弱的灯光.
my head grew heavy my sight grew dim.我的头越来越沉,视线也变得模糊.
i had to stop for the night.我不得不停下来过夜.
there she stood in the doorway;她站在门口那儿招呼我
i heard the mission bell.我听到远处教堂的钟声.
and i was thinking to myself,我在心里对自己说
"this could b heaven or this could b hell".这里可能是天堂也可能是地狱.
then she lit up a candle,然后她点燃了蜡烛,
and she showed me the way.给我引路.
there were voices down the corridor.沿着走廊传来阵阵说话声.
i thought i heard them say...我想我听到他们在说……
welcome to the hotel california!欢迎来到加州旅馆!
such a lovely place!如此美丽的地方!
such a lovely face!多么可爱的的面容!!
plenty of room at the hotel california!加州旅馆有充足的房间!
any time of year,u can find it here!一年的任何时候,你都能在这找到房间.
her mind is tiffany-twisted,她的心为珠宝所扭曲,
she got the mercedes bends.她拥有豪华奔驰车.
she got a lot of pretty,pretty boys.她有许多漂亮的小伙子.
that she calls friends.她称之为朋友.
how they dance in the courtyard,他们在庭院里翩翩起舞,
sweet summer sweat.夏日的香汗淋漓.
some dance to remember!有些舞是为了回忆!
some dance to forget!而有些舞是为了忘却!
so i called up the captain,于是我叫来领班,
"please bring me my wine."请给我来些酒.
he said"we haven't had that spirit here,他说我们这不供应列酒 since nineteen sixty nine."从1969年起.
and still those voices are calling from far away.远处仍然传来他们的话语.
wake u up in the middle of the night.在半夜把你吵醒.
just to hear them say...只听到他们在说……
welcome to the hotel california!欢迎到加州旅馆来!
such a lovely place!如此美丽的地方!
such a lovely face!多么可爱的的面容!
they livin' it up at the hotel california.他们在加州旅馆尽情狂欢.
what a nice surprise,好得令人吃惊,
bring your alibis.使你有来到这的借口.
mirrors on the ceiling,天花板上镶嵌着的镜子,
the pink champagne on ice.冰镇着的粉色香槟
and she said"we are all just prisoners here-她说我们都是这的囚徒
-of our own device".但是是我们自愿的.
and in the master's chambers.在主人的卧房里.
they gathered for the feast.他们为宴会聚在一起.
they stabbed it with their steely knives.他们彼此间用钢刀相互砍杀.
but they just can't kill the beast.但他们甚至不能杀死野兽!
last thing i remember,我所记得的最后一件事
i was running for the door.是我跑向门口.
i had to find the passage back,我必须找到来时的路,
to the place i was before.回到我过去的地方.
"relax",said the night man,守夜人说放宽心,
"we are programmed to receive.我们只是照常接待
you can checkout any time you like.你想什么时候结帐都可以.
but you can never leave!"但你永远无法离去!

all the leaves are brown.树叶转黄。
and the sky is grey.天空灰蓝。
i've been 4 a walk.我散着步。
on a winter's day.在一个冬日里。
i'd be safe and warm.我会安全又温暧。
if i was in l.a.如果这是在洛杉矶。
california dreaming !加州梦!
on such a winter's day !在这样的冬日升起!
stopped into a church.停车走进教堂。
i passed along the way.穿过走道。
well i got down on my knees.我跪了下来。
and i pretend to pray.并假装祈祷。
i pretend to pray.我假装祈祷。
you know the preacher likes the cold.你知道神父喜欢寒冷。
he knows i'm gonna stay.他知道我会留下来。 

if i didn't tell her.如果不是告诉了她。
i could leave today.我今天就会离去。

Boulevard of Broken Dreams
      夢碎大道

I walk along the street of sorrow
我走在一条弥漫着悲伤的路上
The boulevard of broken dreams
一条随处可见破碎了的梦的大道上
Where gigolo and gigolette
到处是翩翩舞男和舞女
Can take a kiss without regret
可以如此轻易的献吻而没有心灵上的失落
SO they forget their broken dreams.
直至他们忘掉自己那些破碎的旧梦

You laugh tonight and cry tomorrow
你会在今晚大笑却在明早哭
When you behold your shattered schemes.
当你冷眼瞧着自己那些被打的粉碎的计划
And gigolo and gigolette
这些纵情放浪的舞男舞女们
Wake up to find their eyes are wet
在早晨醒来的一刻感觉到了他们润湿的双眼
With tears that tell of broken dreams.
饱含的泪水讲述的是一个个破碎的迷梦
Here is where you’ll always find me,
在这条大道上你总是可以寻到我身影
Always walking up and down,
不停的走着 来来回回
But I left my soul behind me
但我的灵魂已经不在了
In an old cathedral town.
我把她寄存在一个古老的神圣的教堂里面
The joy that you find here, you borrow,
所以在这里你找到的纸碎金迷 都只是是暂时的
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
你不可能占有这分快乐永久永久
And gigolo and gigolette
哦 这些舞男舞女们
Still sing a song and dance along
仍旧那么唱着 跳着
The boulevard of broken dreams.
在这一条充满了碎梦的大道上

Da, da, da, da, da, da, da,
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da.
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da.

The joy that you find here, you borrow,
You cannot keep it long, it seems.
And gigolo and gigolette
Still sing a song and dance along
The boulevard of broken dreams.

小城昨夜雨匆匆，
春醒，柳绿，桃红。
天远，地阔，人风流，
日月写千秋。

几多风雨几多情，
泪眼望苍穹。
天不老，花凋零，
人如落花似梦。

悠悠万事人生路，
心中幽怨难倾。
缘牵绊，渡人生，
与朋友同行。

触目风舞柳摆动，
月露，星稀，虫鸣。
几多愁，夜无眠，
惹的春愁无穷。

春归大地，
却不解，带将愁去。