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..... a very interesting topic, dear. what is the colour of the night? what colour is it?
hừm.. should i try to express myself in vietnamese now?
okay, let's turn on our vietnamese mode. we'll switch the english mode off for a while, okay?
có lẽ Darkhero vốn cũng đã tự nghĩ cho mình vài lời giải thích về vụ án màu sắc này rồi phải không nhỉ..
có lẽ Daekhero muốn hỏi thăm xem tình hình là bà con chòm xóm nghĩ thế nào thôi..
màu của đêm à? thường thường thì đêm đen hay sao ấy. nếu thế sao họ ko để quách tựa đề là "màu đen" cho gọn nhẹ ta? chắc là Minhthanh_love nói đúng. tùy xem đêm này có mở đèn hay không.. nếu mở đèn (dạo này người ta có nhiều loại đèn) thì màu của đêm lại khác đi mất rồi. đen gì mà đen được.
riêng hideaway, thì hideaway  "trộm nghĩ" rằng khó lòng mà nói đó là màu gì. vì có khi đây chẳng phải là chuyện màu sắc mà ta hay nói. bài hát này do cô Lauren Christy hát, thể hiện sự "quằn quại" của cô ấy khi đối diện với sự thật là : cô này ko hiểu gì nhiều về người yếu của mình, mà làm như người yêu của cô ấy cũng chưa sẵn sàng để cho cô ấy hiểu hay sao ấy. vẫn còn nhiều thứ chưa giải tỏa được. vẫn còn tù mù tịt mịt thế nào ấy, Darkhero nghĩ sao? bóng đêm (night/dark) thể hiện cho sự ẩn nấp (vì chưa sẵn sàng). còn ánh sáng (light) thể hiện cho sự rực rỡ, chân thành, và tha thiết (vì đã sẵn sàng). hideaway có cảm giác sơ sơ rằng hai nhân vật này chưa có một cái hiểu biết chung, một cảm giác chung nhất định về nhau. hình như họ còn nhiều thứ để làm quá, nếu muốn tình yêu của mình tung tăng hoa nở.
mà chắc họ chưa yêu nhau.
giả bộ yêu nhau, họ đã ở cạnh nhau từ đời thủa hồng hoang vạn kiếp nào rồi. light thì tốt gì hơn dark. và dark khác gì nhiều với light đâu nào.
có khi họ.. chưa yêu nhau thật, và vì thế ranh giới giữa light-dark nó to quá và khó vượt qua quá.
nói tóm lại hideaway chẳng biết gì hết. bỏ chạy đây!

Now I like to share in some thought here. I believe hideaway by her feeling she put in her words with her common humour. Like Sweet I admire Broom. I was so surprised with her English. She uses English as a person living in an English country. I mean like she is living abroad ( out of VN) because her Anglo Saxon type. So now you are hideaway, that is no more hiding isn't it? Hey 'cô nương' how come you are easily hurt, I know you were very strong, energetic, intelligent in Broom. Anyway about your comment of 'what is the colour of the night? what colour is it?' in my opinion you got very close to what Lauren Christy wanted to put through the song. I may include here:

'You and I moving in the dark
Bodies close but souls apart
Shadowed smiles and secrets unrevealed
I need to know the way you feel'

hideaway: cô này ko hiểu gì nhiều về người yếu của mình
That was right. The lover stayed in the shadow he didn't really exposure himself, he didn't show his real feeling to her

I'll give you everything I am
And everything I want to be
I'll put it in your hands
If you could open up to me oh
Can't we ever get beyond this wall
'cause all I want is just once
To see you in the light
But you hide behind
The color of the night

Hideaway : bóng đêm (night/dark) thể hiện cho sự ẩn nấp (vì chưa sẵn sàng). còn ánh sáng (light) thể hiện cho sự rực rỡ, chân thành, và tha thiết (vì đã sẵn sàng)

Yeah, she devoted her love, heart and herself to him. she placed her destiny in him.. however there was like a wall still hindering between them because her lover didn't do the same to her. The woman instinct knew that he still hid himself as a whole , true person in a dark that made her feel 'they still move in the dark'

I can't go on running from the past
Love has torn away this mask

And now like clouds like rain I'm drowning and I blame it all on you
I'm lost - God save me...

'cause all I want is just once
To see you in the light

But you hide behind
The color of the night

hideaway có cảm giác sơ sơ rằng hai nhân vật này chưa có một cái hiểu biết chung, một cảm giác chung nhất định về nhau. hình như họ còn nhiều thứ để làm quá, nếu muốn tình yêu của mình tung tăng hoa nở.
mà chắc họ chưa yêu nhau.

No it was so clear she loved with all her heart and she suffered because the partner didn't do the same, though he was in a relationship with her, he did fall for her and she knew that, the problem was he still had a mask. The mask is very common to the world, every one put a mask on their face. They seem to be nice, polite... and that was just diplomatic. Love supposed to tear 'the mask' away here but that was not the case. She knew how the true love was in the past, therefore she felt miserable, she suffered as being drowning and lost

the chorus with the repetitive insistense:

'cause all I want is just once
Forever and again
I'm waiting for you, I'm standing in the light
But you hide behind
The color of the night
Please come out from
The color of the night

Xin một lần, một lần thôi rồi sẽ là mãi mãi
xin một lấn, một lần thôi xin anh hãy bước ra
khỏi bóng đêm tình ái

I want to steal the lyrics of Lauren Christy to appeal BROOM here:

'cause all we want is just once
Forever and again
we're waiting for you, we're standing right here
don't hide behind 'hideaway'
The color of the night

so that we have 'tung tăng hoa nở'

hi ngocnutamkinh,
it took me about 20 mins to finish reading your two posts, which is.. quite... unusual, isn't it ?
herm... for that fact, perhaps it comes down to two possibilities:
there must be something wrong with my nerves, or else there must be something special about your posts.
i'm touched a bit. erm.. thank you.
erm.. it appears to me that you have solve the problem (the very you-know-what problem) step by step cleverly..
erm....i'll be back if something happens to come to my mind .
have a good time.

oh, hi NNTK, you have turned back. you make me surprise! It's better to have a discussion on this forum.
you are a 'từng trải' man, so you could feel sth out of the lyric. I can't! I don't want to interrupt your train of thought. So, just a little word to say that "I'm still here".
@Hideaway: I think NNTK has been better than me in persuade you to be Broom.
My friends
Regards,
sweet

Hi Broom/Hide away!
I think Apha has come back. Shall you come back?

oh my gosh!! really Sweet ? where is he ? i miss him very much..
i truly hope to see him again!! if you happen to see him, please tell him that i highly appreciate the friendship he once gave me...

Trích đoạn: hideaway
oh my gosh!! really Sweet ? where is he ? i miss him very much..
i truly hope to see him again!! if you happen to see him, please tell him that i highly appreciate the friendship he once gave me...

hehe, you may catch him by a search for him, there are many result, such as 'Nơi hội tụ bạn bè'. He was on VNTQ today. I think he may return here in some next days. Just keep your hoping, and you will see.

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hihi , maybe u r right. I only give u the result because i'm very lazy...
funny!
 (i'm very busy so you all are relaxed together , ok?)
go on !

Go on with another song : Green Fields
I think discuss on it is more interested. Do you think so?
Nice day!

Trích đoạn: sweet
Go on with another song : Green Fields
I think discuss on it is more interested. Do you think so?
Nice day!

ok ! Green fields !
 
Lyrics: Green Fields - Richard Clayderman

Once there were green fields,
Kissed by the sun.
Once there were valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Once there were blue skies,
With white clouds high above.
once they were part of,
An everlasting love.
We were the lovers who,
Strolled through Green Fields.

Green fields are gone now,
Parched by the sun.
Gone from the valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Gone with the cold wind,
That swept into my heart.
Gone with the lovers,
Who let their dreams depart.

Where are the green fields,
That we used to roam?

I'll never know what,
Made you run away.
How can I keep searching
When dark clouds hide the day..

I only know there's,
Nothing here for me.
Nothing in this wide world,
Left for me to see.

Still I'll keep on waiting,
Until you return.
I'll keep on waiting,
Until the day you learn.
You can't be happy,
While your heart's on the roam,
You can't be happy
Until You bring it home.
Home to the green fields
And me once again.

ALRIGHT?

@ Apha : you silly old cat!  its me that has a cute sexy lovely voice....  your voice must have grown harsh and rusty, as if from disuse.. but i still hate you .. hehehe... take my revenge: i wish later on you'll be busy up-to-your-nose (instead of your neck as you have been) with trifflings! héhéhé..đáng đời tên mèo già tham lam độc ác.

@ Sweet :  here, nhập gia tuỳ tục, as you request.

Green Fields
 
Have you ever been into green fields ?
 
Some say yes, some say no, others (myself included) remain silent. Silence is golden.
 
Reasons ?  For I do not understand the question very clearly.
 
Erm.. “green fields”, perhaps, is an undefined term (to me, at least).
 
What does it mean by “green fields”. Are they fields whose colour is green ? Where are they? Whose are they? And what does it mean by “ever been to green fields” ? Is it a literary or figurative manner of speaking?
 
Phew… what am I saying ?
Green fields, as in Green Fields sung by The Brothers Four, were not really fields that we could put our bare foot on and leave behind the footsteps. Perhaps, they were the old days, kissed by fate and blessed by God. They were times when we kepts our heads up high, dancing down the street and humming the song “la vie en rose”. Perhaps, they were treasures in our hearts. They were the stories that we can always wholeheartedly retell. They were things that we a moment had and forever lost. They were things that we utterly want to trace back. We wish to had those golden time again. And we never have our wish fulfilled. What’s gone is gone. Anyway, it’s disappearance of “green fields” that  make us grown up. Anyway, it’s disappearance that make them magnificent and invaluable. If “green fields” was always there, then they would have been forever green fields – the fields whose colour is green. But once they’re gone, once they cruelly terribly heartlessly was turned into dust and ashes, they left the fields in our souls growing. Green fields – the precious and the gone-now things -  are perhaps parts that build up our viewpoints in life.
 
I don’t know Green Fields composed by Richard Clayderman. I only know him as a great Pianist with his magic fingers on the keys performed so many sensational, romantic songs. He also really touched our soul in the song Green fields. The lyrics opens was so wonderful, rich of nature scene and very descriptive. We can say he used his words like a great artist with a brush painted a beautiful, colourful picture
 
Once there were green fields,
Kissed by the sun.
Once there were valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Once there were blue skies,
With white clouds high above.
once they were part of,
An everlasting love.
We were the lovers who
Strolled through Green Fields.,
 
The songs goes slowly. Now we hurry for what. We hurry to where ?  That’s tough to answer, right… so the songs goes slowly, really slowly. For me, whenever this Green Fields starts playing (I always set Shuffle Mode for my mp3 player,hehe), I like to lie in bed and let the blanket covering up to my neck. My teddy bears are with me. I close my eyes and see scenes passing by, the very mild green fields, the very warm Mr. Sun, the very peaceful rivers (but I prefer brooks!), the wide blue friendly sky with its beloved soft shining white clouds, suddenly the figure of Him emerges. He’s cute, from every angle. Luckily or unluckily, it’s a fact that there’s no one else but me on this earth says so. But in my eyes, he’s cute. He’s admirable. He’s adorable. He’s here. However, the songs doesn’t stop but keeps going on, very slowly though. The songs goes on.
 
Richard led us from the bright open to a sorrow in the winter chill. He started from Spring  and the fields were green and kissed by the sun (excellent metaphor). He characterised the sun and the fields as a lover couple. Sadly winter came with it’s cruel cold.
 
Green fields are gone now,
Parched by the sun.
Gone from the valleys,
Where rivers used to run.
Gone with the cold wind,
That swept into my heart.
Gone with the lovers,
 
Everything’s changing. One by one. The deadly cold swept and took away any live on its trace. Richard wondered:
 
Where are the green fields,
That we used to roam?
 
This was the answer in the form of a question. The words had a grudge against the ruthless winter. However that we only touch the skin of the true meaning of the lyric. Richard raised us the nature of this ephermeral world. We have love and we loose it like the four seasons, the circle of life. Every one knows that He didn’t say any thing new he just put into the lyrics, gave it the tune, in the so talented way to make us suddenly realise - the already known – the temporary nature of the world. –nay còn mai mất
 
Yes, there’s nothing new here. We’ve experienced from time to time the come and go of things and people around us. In fact, we’re experts in saying hello and goodbye. Life offers us something, and it’ll take that away anyway. Life has trained us well, hasn’t it ? With the passage of time and the training process, we can be calm sometimes, but most of the time we still can’t help going crazy with that cruel unreasonable unsupportive behavior! What kind of behavior is that! Don’t life know that there are times that SOMETHING means EVERYTHING to us ? Doesn’t life know that it’d be so compassionate when it could takes all of the rest except of THAT SOMETHING ?
 
Anyway, shouting is not really a solution. To be more specific, there’s no solution. That’s it.
 
I'll never know what,
Made you run away.
How can I keep searching
When dark clouds hide the day..
 
I only know there's,
Nothing here for me.
Nothing in this wide world,
Left for me to see
 
Also in this visible world Richard roam to search for the lover. It is so wonderful we all seem looking for the love one, the another half. That is also the human nature, we are born to love and to be loved, every one roam for searching. However what’s awkward destiny – số phận trớ trêu- we all have to keep searching in the dark ‘When dark clouds hide the day..’ . I strongly believe with him in this wide world we have a very slim chance to find the true love, therefore he moans nothing for him to see…
 
Hm.. sometimes something is everything. So that life takes away something from us can mean that it takes everything. So logically, we have nothing left. Ah!! This’s really interesting. Let’s do it again!
 
We have something.
This something is really everything to us.
Life takes this something.
Which leads to the fact that it indeed takes our everything
Then we have nothing.
We wonder “where’s my everything?”
Actually we still enjoy life, even after our “everything” is gone
In a different way, though.
We still can manage.
We then realise that something is really not everything
So if life takes that something
We still have some other thing
Which means that not everything is gone
Though our hearts still badly ache when we think of the something that’s gone…
And so life teaches us that
Something is not everything
And life also teaches us that
Everything, in some cases, is just nothing.
So if we lose our everything,
It means we have never lost a thing.
So if we have nothing
It may mean we already have something or even everything.
So no worries whether we have something, everything, or nothing
We still can manage.
We are not frightened.
We are just sad…
We just have a few regrets…
Regrets, in turn, are just something
Which are sometimes also everything
And some other times are really nothing.
 
 
Erm… My professor once said that I am incapable of thinking logically. You do not know my professor, but after you go through this long-and-no-main-point-and-truly-nonsensical-and-circular-and-bla bla bla post, maybe you’ll find that what he said was definitely a statement of truth and that my everything was just some irrationally stuff and not knowingly done. 
 
No matter how terrible my writing may be, I love the song Green Fields, and maybe so do you. And that’s enough for us to sit down and share our thoughts and feeling together, right ? I truly welcome any of your comments, expansions, clarifications, and opinions.

*spam*
i feel so bad today.
i spent hours in the school libraries, reading oh-so-perfect papers in there. i feel hopeless.
though what i'm supposed to do is just a small-scale research project, i still want something big. but i'm incapable of doing big, now. but i really want it big. actually it doesn't need to be big. but. arg...
i'm disappointed with him. this "him" and that "him". every "him". and any "him".
they seem to be so nice at first.
haiz.
but they're still nice now. just not as nice as i expect.
haiz.
i have no intention of accepting any "proposal" from "him" (this "him" and that "him. every "him" and any "him"), but i do care about "him" (this "him" and that "him. every "him" and any "him").
im stuck in a trap, set by myself.
haiz.
tomorrow's gonna be another hard day.
i'll hide myself in corners of my school libraries again, reading oh-so-perfect papers. how did they do that? i hardly know.
*stop spamming*

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*spam*
i feel so bad today.
i spent hours in the school libraries, reading oh-so-perfect papers in there. i feel hopeless.
though what i'm supposed to do is just a small-scale research project, i still want something big. but i'm incapable of doing big, now. but i really want it big. actually it doesn't need to be big. but. arg...
i'm disappointed with him. this "him" and that "him". every "him". and any "him".
they seem to be so nice at first.
haiz.
but they're still nice now. just not as nice as i expect.
haiz.
i have no intention of accepting any "proposal" from "him" (this "him" and that "him. every "him" and any "him"), but i do care about "him" (this "him" and that "him. every "him" and any "him").
i'm stuck in a trap, set by myself.
haiz.
tomorrow's gonna be another hard day.
i'll hide myself in corners of my school libraries again, reading oh-so-perfect papers. how did they do that? i hardly know.
*stop spamming*

*spam, continue*
If you have enough time, I believe that you can do big, even great! Big or small, it is not its size, or its mark. I often do many small scale projects at a same time (What a stupid school!). Work in group or by myself, it is not a problem. If I like it, and want to spend more time for it, it is big. I remember that, once I did a small project in 1 day, in exactly 5 hours. I really love doing it. And my teacher love it.
However, with another project, I do it in months, and my teacher didn't pay much attention on it. Sometime I hates my group. I put all of my heart in it, try my best to correct all the mistakes. Our scenario was perfect, our MCs were perfect, but one of our member wasn't. I was not happy although my group still get high score.
Now, I know that I would be such a silly girl if I hate my group. Without them, I would have been nothing.
I know that your problem is NOT your project. But I can't give you any advice for this kind of problem.
In your writing about "green fields", I like most the statement "Everything, in some cases, is just nothing". But you didn't say that "Nothing, in some cases, is something, even everything".
You would have an extreme sensible heart to feel the song in that way. And sensible person often face to special problems. I am a kind of metallic heart person, so I can't touch the mental world.
I read your 'writing' by my mind, try to analyze it by a logical language.

but after you go through this long-and-no-main-point-and-truly-nonsensical-and-circular-and-bla bla bla post

I agree that it is very long and circular, but it still has its main point and not nonsensical! No matter what you wrote it by, your mind or your heart, or just your hands, our brain always makes it look sense. I have my own experience that I wrote a short essay without any summary, without any pre-thought. I just write and write. It is not a good essay, I know that, but, I don't know it is lucky or not when it become the highest score essay in my class. Just because the most simple reason: my teacher love it most. I don't know why. She said "Cô thích cách suy nghĩ của em" (?!). That's all! If you read it, I believe that most of you think "Bài này lạc đề chắc rồi".
(If you really want to try what I said is right or wrong, you could find it in BLVH, the topic "Ca dao... hóc").
Logic is what make something more clearly. And our brain has its own logic. You could understand it, that is enough. No matter how the others think about it.
I wonder if you know that the result of 'tú tài' this year is very low because of literature score. In my opinion, it is due to the way of the teachers touch examinees' feeling. They try to measure the word 'feeling' by their ruler. How could? Nevertheless, we can't do a better thing. We could have a relative score, but we want to absolute result. How could?
I think, after you read my post, you'll feel that there are many main points, so there is no main point!
If you say 'NO', you should agree with me that your post (Broom) also has its main point. It was connected not only by your words but also by your heart.
Nothing in the world is absolute, everything is relative!
I love your literal style, it is very cute!
I'm not good at English, you may find that there are many mistake
*No more spam*
Nice day!

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Hm.. sometimes something is everything. So that life takes away something from us can mean that it takes everything. So logically, we have nothing left. Ah!! This’s really interesting. Let’s do it again!

We have something.
This something is really everything to us.
Life takes this something.
Which leads to the fact that it indeed takes our everything
Then we have nothing.
We wonder “where’s my everything?”
Actually we still enjoy life, even after our “everything” is gone
In a different way, though.
We still can manage.
We then realise that something is really not everything
So if life takes that something
We still have some other thing
Which means that not everything is gone
Though our hearts still badly ache when we think of the something that’s gone…
And so life teaches us that
Something is not everything
And life also teaches us that
Everything, in some cases, is just nothing.
So if we lose our everything,
It means we have never lost a thing.
So if we have nothing
It may mean we already have something or even everything.
So no worries whether we have something, everything, or nothing
We still can manage.
We are not frightened.
We are just sad…
We just have a few regrets…
Regrets, in turn, are just something
Which are sometimes also everything
And some other times are really nothing.


Erm… My professor once said that I am incapable of thinking logically. You do not know my professor, but after you go through this long-and-no-main-point-and-truly-nonsensical-and-circular-and-bla bla bla post, maybe you’ll find that what he said was definitely a statement of truth and that my everything was just some irrationally stuff and not knowingly done. 

No matter how terrible my writing may be, I love the song Green Fields, and maybe so do you. And that’s enough for us to sit down and share our thoughts and feeling together, right ? I truly welcome any of your comments, expansions, clarifications, and opinions.

in short , the thing which we need is everything or something , If the thing which we don't need is nothing. It's our hearts. We must wonder our hearts that "Which makes us happy?"
 

 
funny!
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