梵高~Starry Night
第一次听这首歌是在一出戏里面，第一次听就觉得很喜欢它的旋律。。。还有那一把像在黑夜里迴旋的声音。用unplugged的方式呈现简直就是画龙点睛！少一点功力都不能唱得出歌里的灵魂！
这首歌其实是当年Don Mclean为了纪念天才画家梵高而写的，灵感源于梵高的一幅惊世之作Starry Night。不难听得出歌词里面Don Mclean对这位天才画家的惋惜和惺惺相惜的感觉。这种大师写给大师的作品，实属百年难得一见的好歌！
抄一片歌词，大家来学唱哈！
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 the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
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 in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue,
morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
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 in sight
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 oneAs beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the 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,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...
阿森和他的战车
他一开始冲得很快，可是后劲不足，哈哈！
阿森不懂跑了个第几？不过他志在参与，反正所有的孩子都有一面金牌，哈哈！
一家大小骑车去咯！
有时候我实在不得不佩服家长们和孩子的创意！美到~
