Wednesday, June 14, 2006
达文西
夜阑人静，正在熟睡的达文西睁开了眼睛。为什么，会无缘无故想起蒙娜丽萨呢？为什么，会突然担心她是否平安？达文西回想起当年,自己如何试图抗拒她的美，她的微笑。又回想起自己如何抱着破碎的心灵，在深夜里狂奔。真是痴心妄想！自己有什么本事，与英俊潇洒，有财有势的爵士比呢？经过了这么久，破碎的心已开始渐渐愈合。为何又在想起伤心的过去呢？再说，他根本没有资格为蒙娜丽萨操心--想必，爵士一定对她关怀备至，无微不至。她，必定过得幸福，快乐。何须达文西的关心呢？想到这，达文西紧闭双眼，盼望睡眠能够让自己暂时忘掉不愉快。窗外，开始下起雨来。
过了好久，好久，达文西依然辗转难眠。他点燃蜡烛，拿出颜料，绘纸，画笔。他开始画出，那沉寂在脑海里无法抹去的微笑。或许，将脑海里的一切都转移到纸上，就能够磨灭它在心中投射的阴影。
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