一只美国狗遇到一只中国来的狗,美国狗饶有兴趣地问起对方有关中国的情形。
中国狗说：在中国俺吃得饱穿得暖，每星期还能看场电影儿。
美国狗问：那你丫来美国干嘛？
中国狗说：俺有时还想叫两声儿。

今天是6月3号，临近某个在中国比较避讳的日子。
我经常说，做不了改变历史的人就做一个史官。但是后来我觉得这也是一件过于困难的事：如果大家都选择遗忘呢？
天气很热，无锡在变臭，交大在迎接评估，社会是和谐的，广场上没有流过血。这就是我们的生活和历史。


前几天在班群里发了这张图，一个党员很不屑地问我，你想不想试试？
我很愕然。我承认自己没有勇气孤独地站在坦克面前，尤其是在头一天晚上目睹了那么多血之后。所以我很钦佩他，这是一种比唐吉珂德更美好的图腾：风车不会向挑战他的人开枪，坦克会。
我感到沮丧的是这一种画面会被人反向解读，既然无力反抗，何不顺从？然后就可以名正言顺地心安理得甚至爬到坦克上轻蔑地高喊：你想不想试试？
新闻联播说这个人是螳臂挡车。那好吧，我们现在就开始为他写史诗，关于螳螂和车。

18年，经济发展了，我们住上楼房了，我们用上宽带了。但是我们真的就比18年前更真诚地相信美好么？


思维很乱，写不下去了。大家能看懂就好，看不懂就一笑而过吧。

A song was heard in China in the city of Beijing
　　In the spring of 1989, you could hear the people sing,
　　And it was a song of freedom that was ringing in the square
　　The world could feel passion of people gathered there
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　
　　For many nights and many days Waiting in the square
　　“To build a better nation“ was the song that echoed there
　　“For We are China’s children. We love our native land
　　For brotherhood and freedom we are joining hand in hand“
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　
　　Then came the People’s Army with trucks and tanks and guns
　　The government was frightened of their daughters and their sons
　　But in the square was courage and a vision true and fair
　　The army of the people would not harm the young ones there
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　
　　On June the 3rd in China in the spring of ’89
　　An order came from high above and passed on down the line
　　The soldiers opened fire, young people bled and died
　　The blood of thousands on the square that lies can never hide
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　
　　For four more days of fury, the people faced the guns
　　How many thousands slaughtered when their grisly work was done
　　They quickly burned the bodies to hide their coward’s shame
　　but blood is thick upon their hands and darkness on their names
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　
　　Therw are tears that flow in China for her children that are gone
　　There is fear, there is hiding, for the killing still goes on
　　The iron hand of terror can buy silence for today
　　But the blood that lies upon the square cannot be washed away
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　Oh children, blood is on the square
　　Oh children, blood is on the square