那晚,我喝醉了。
我做了一个梦,梦到了父亲的皱纹,梦到了母亲的白发,还有他们期待我归去的眼神……
再后来,我渐渐发现,我出卖的不仅是身体;更可怕的是,我一直在出卖自己的灵魂!
从一开始,遇见虹,到后来遇见我的老板,最后走上这一行,我都是在出卖自己的灵魂。
出卖我的灵魂给虚荣!
有一次,一个客人在卡拉OK里面点了一首叫做“Windflower”的歌:
“Windflowers, my father told me not
to go near them, he said he feared
them always, and he told me that
they carried him away.
Windflowers, beautiful windflowers,
I couldn't wait to touch them,
to smell them I held them closely,
and now I cannot break away ,their
sweet bouquet disappears ,like the
vapor in the desert ,so take a warning, son.
Windflowers, ancient windflowers,
their beauty captures every young
dreamer ,who lingers near them,
but Ancient windflowers ,I love you.”
我忍不住,默默在歌舞升平纸醉金迷的世界里留下了一钱不值的泪。