半卷香帘揽骤暖，花情月意未可知

又是中秋,于是想到贾雨村的那些 “时逢三五便团圆”的句子和那些庭轩楼榭、藕蕤蘅萝。  “三春去后诸芳尽，各自须寻各自门。”后事叵测未知，法妙难思，谁又想得出三年后的中秋各自在哪倦依西风坐举觞？  我又想到了Pulp Fiction的那段Dance 和 You Never Can Tell 这支歌来。 她是他老大的女人，于是他们只跳了一只舞，谈笑中又充满了默默的忧伤。 想宝玉保玉亦是如此。 有诗云：“半卷香帘揽骤暖，花情月意未可知”。

You Never Can Tell

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They bought a souped-up jitney, ’twas a cherry red ’53,
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle
“C’est la vie”, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

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