老师介绍明代的徐渭。他是个艺术家、一个天才、同时也是一个疯子。

今天一踏进课室，就听到了“Vincent (Starry Starry Night)”。这首歌由Don McLean填词演唱，献给梵高Vincent Van Gogh 这位天才画家兼疯子。

一个天才会让世人敬仰。一个艺术家会让人感觉莫测。一个疯子会让人远离。无论是哪一种身份都不好当。身兼三者于一身，便是一种惩罚。是无尽的痛苦与寂寞不断的轮回。

低沉的声音，轻轻的曲调。我本来还以为今天老师在搞什么浪漫气氛呢。老师指出了其歌词，我再听一遍，那一种感觉，说不出–

本以为那种感觉叫做同情。我以为我是在同情他们：真可怜，真可怜。后来愕然发觉，原来，我是站在他们的角度，以同情的眼神望着我自己。三个oceanice，眼里流露出同情，望着我说了六遍：可怜，真可怜。

1010072234

 

歌词在这里：

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colours changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artists’ loving hand

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Starry Starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will…