Some things are known, and some things are unknown. Between the known and the unknown is the door.
------Jim Morrison
first came into contact with Jim Morrison when he was in high school 2. I absorbed music crazy to decompress. I admit that I am a strange person, at least among people who don’t know me, and these people account for most of the people I contact. I didn’t care about those I didn’t want to contact at that time. People, I also hate those Hong Kong and Taiwan music that kissed me, and I hate Japanese and Korean music even more. So I always laughed at the "yellow hair" that appeared on Xiao Si'er's head and the popularity of girls listening in front of me. Song. To be honest, I only cared about my ears at that time. I traveled day and night to and from the music store in the city, looking for some different sounds. Metallica, gun and rose, nivana...{ Thanks to China’s piracy and "sniffing"}Although these things have long been unable to satisfy my increasingly empty heart.
That day I was lying on the table and looking out the window, staring in a daze with the music in the headphones. Very strange, more than XX in my ears The decibels are beeping, but the leaves outside the window are motionless. The scenery outside the window remains unchanged. Well, it was a very ordinary afternoon extracurricular activity. At that time, I didn't like football, and I didn't like being crazy on the playground with Si'er. I only I like a person to enjoy these "quiet" music quietly. Quietness makes me sleepy, looking at the leaves, I was hypnotized by boredom...
I turned my face away, it was the one who had a long time to remember his face Face, I only remember her shallow dimples when she laughed. I rubbed my distressed eyes, took off the earphones, and squeezed a little smile at her. It was no longer possible to see if I was blushing at that time. She handed me one. The tape. I took it calmly. The red on the cover attracted me.
"I took it in my brother's room . I wonder if you like it?"
"......"
Look at the back cover, turn on the machine, open the cassette, put it in, and press the PLAY button. I still dare not look up at her. To be honest, I have not dared to meet the girl until now, I am afraid that those fiery eyes will burn I, I’m a very lazy person, I’m lazy and I can’t even take care of myself.
"Break on through" This is the first song I listened to Jim Morrison. I was attracted. So much so when she asked me how many times "Does it sound good?" I don't know. She took off a headset from my ear and put it on herself. The moment her hand reached my ear, I was conscious of dodge, but the movement of the head was not affected. Under the control of the brain, when her hand touched my ear and the back of her hand touched my face, the so-called "hostility" accumulated by listening to rock and roll was stroked away by her. Fortunately, there was an excuse for listening to music to conceal me. I don’t know what to do, but the things on my face can’t be covered. I nodded in a panic: "Well, it’s good."
"What’s the name of this song, it’s very sad".
I looked at the lyrics and said:" Called'Stranger'".
"Oh"
just like that, sit and listen, and she has been listening to the entire tape. When the PLAY button jumped up, my gaze shifted from the earphone cable to the recorder.
She took it off Earphones, smiled at me, "My brother has a lot of them, if you like, I will bring you a few more next time."
"Okay"
She put down the earphones, looked at her back, and I remembered to say thank you.
She turned her face, and the light passing through the classroom door was rubbed into pieces by her smile, like feathers floating in the air, and the feathers floating on my face, hot.
I lowered my head, reversed the tape, and pressed PLAY Key...
The story above is over, not the ending that everyone thought, no love, no waiting, no all...
Because of Jim Morrison, I think of myself, I’ve always been so lazy. I’m more pretending to be stupid, according to the girl’s words. Maybe, I don’t care about those flames, I can’t be lit by others. Maybe, I just spontaneously ignite, When I thought about it, I was already in ashes. On a well-lit morning in 2005, the exact point was October 21. I lit myself, but I didn't get any light, and I fell into a light-phobic Habit. I want to laugh when I look at myself in the mirror on a well-lit morning. I am silly to laugh. My smile reflects the light of the mirror to every corner of the room. The room is full of my ridiculous face. I close it. Eyes...
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...... We are satisfied with the question of our own perception. We were ghosts dancing wildly at the foot of the mountain, but now we have become eyes staring ahead in the dark."
- ---Jim Morrison
While listening to The Doors's song, I seemed to see Morrison falling face down in his galaxy. Between the darkness of night and the brightness of day, he chose the eternity of his inner world. The Doors is named after a book published by Aldus Huxley in the spring of 1954 called The doors of perception. When you open it, people can see the true colors of things, endless, and this book on narcotics was very popular in the early 1960s when LSD was popular. Jim Morrison then condensed The Doors of Perception into The Doors, which means through music. To find the answer to everything. In March 1973, Jim Morrison bid farewell to The Doors and the United States, and brought his lover Pamela to Paris to continue his pursuit of art. He began to concentrate on the creation of film scripts and music. There was a fairly quiet period in Paris. In the early morning of July 3, 1973, Jim Morrison died of a heart attack in the bath at the age of 27. Jim Morrison once said: "People are more afraid of pain than death. It is strange that they are afraid of death. Compared with death, the pain of life is deeper. And once death comes, the pain will also end. I guess, it’s like a friend." Grim Reaper did take him away like a friend, and everything finally ended (The End).
Now Jim Morrison is lying quietly in the Patriarch Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. There are thousands of them every year. People came to pay homage to his tomb. This is the fourth sight of Paris. Not far from Chopin and Bizet, there is no such grief. In March 1991, the movie The Doors directed by Oliver Stone was on the 20th anniversary of Morrison’s death. To commemorate the release, he chose Vat Kitmer as the protagonist. After the film was released, The Doors had four albums on the Billboard charts at the same time. Books about The Doors and Jim Morrison were published and sold, batch after batch. The youth who was born after Jim Morrison's death regarded him as a spiritual idol...
Lachaise Cemetery
Georges Bizet;.. Sarah Bean Hart
......
they're all waiting for you
will one day walk into that grave
partners door call this wonderful soul resurrection
claim that they discovered this treasure
he had no Fear calmly heading towards death,
he becomes an angel, flying lightly across the world,
there is no more money, no high-quality marijuana,
no grand stage, no cheering crowd,
no poetry, no Miami girl
no more Kerouac With Ginsberg, there are no more Rimbaud and Wibron.
He continues to do other things in another kingdom
and the lives of the remaining people will be rigid and monotonous
but will always miss the
cordial singing they once had
. . . . . .
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