When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
Siren's Song
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Ziliang once commented "xing4 shi4 shen2 sheng4 de, nan2 de nu3 de dou1 yao4 control (sex is sacred, both the guy and the girl must control)"; Tianming heaped on it with "wo3 men2 zhang3 da4 le, hua4 ti2 dou1 bu4 tong2 le". It's true that sex is more often than not THE topic to mass bitch over, but "jiang3 gui1 jiang3", but lofty moral grounds aside, there is powerfully convincing motivation out there to remain "sheng4 jie2 gong1 yi4". No matter how coquettish or slutty or, may heaven forbid, well-versed in the arts of the carnal bliss a girl may be, it doesn't necessarily mean that she is sure-headed for a shining career in the oldest profession of the world. Unless explicit details of the consummation affair are disclosed among circles, or you yourself are responsible for the act of spilling seeds of passion inside her, who are you to comment on the girl's integrity with a holier-than-thou attitude? Who are you to judge whether someone else is still chaste when you know nuts about her?
