• 原本对台湾电影没有多大的期待。那晚我一边做着ppt一边看着这部据说在台湾票房过亿的电影。不记得从何时起,我开始放下手里的活儿,完全被剧情感染。只记得这的确是一部很清新的电影,清新地一如中孝介的歌声。

     

     

     

  • six chapters of a floating life

     

     

     

    “时方七月,绿树阴浓,水面风来,蝉鸣聒耳。邻老又为制鱼竿,与芸垂钓于柳荫深处。日落时,登土山,观晚霞夕照,随意联吟,有“兽云吞落日,弓月弹流星”之句。少焉月印池中,虫声四起,设竹榻于篱下。老妪报酒温饭熟,遂就月光对酌,微醺而饭。浴罢则凉鞋蕉扇,或坐或卧,听邻老谈因果报应事。三鼓归卧,周体清凉,几不知身居城市矣......”

    这是书中最喜欢的一段,几能成诵。我想,幸福大抵就是这个样子吧。

    这亦是我一直以来寻找和坚持的生活。只是,这样的幸福会不会终究只是一种奢望?

     

  • For My  Dear Mother   

    "Mama, I love you."

     

    by Shel Silverstein

     

    Once there was a tree

    and she loved a little boy.

    And every day the boy would come

    and he would gather her leaves

    and make them into crowns and play king of the forest.

    He would climb up her trunk

    and swing from her branches

    and eat apples.

    And they would play hide-and -go-seek.

    And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.

    And the boy loved the tree...

    very much.

    And the tree was happy.

    But time went by.

    And the boy grew older.

    And the tree was often alone.

    Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said, "Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy."

    "I am too big to climb and play," said the boy."I want to buy things and have fun, I want some money.Can you give me some money?"

    "I'm sorry,"said the tree, "but I have no money. I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and you will be happy."

    And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away.

    And the tree was happy.

    But the boy stayed away for a long time...and the tree was sad and them one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy."

    "I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy. "I want a house to keep me warm,"He said. "I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?"

    "I have no house," said the tree. "The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy."

    And so the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house.

    And the tree was happy.

    But the boy stayed away for a long time. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. "Come, Boy," she whispered, "come and play."

    "I am too old and sad to play,"said the boy." I want a boat that will take me far away from here. Can you give me a boat?"

    "Cut down my trunk and make a boat,"said the tree. "Then you can sail away. and be happy."

    And so the boy cut down her trunk

    and made a boat and sailed away.

    And the tree was happy...

    but not really.

    And after a long time the boy came back again."I am sorry, Boy" said the tree, " but I have nothing left to give you---

    My apples are gone."

    "My teeth are too weak for apples,"said the boy.

    "My branches are gone," said the tree. " You cannot swing on them---"

    "I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy.

    "My trunk is gone," said the tree."You cannot climb---"

    "I am too tired to climb,"said the boy.

    "I am sorry," sighed the tree." I wish that I could give you something... but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump. I am sorry...."

    "I don't need very much now," said the boy,"just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired."

    "Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could,"well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest."

    And the boy did.

    And the tree was happy.

    The End.

  • 在看这本书的时候,我想起了有个人曾经这样对我说过:"难道感情是会让人脱开理智的缰绳,呼啸着奔驰而去?没有大脑的参与,只凭身心的感受,也许这样才更接近爱的本源"。

    都说爱情是件奢侈品。也许爱本身并不奢华,只是我们在寻找爱的时候,用的是思维而不是心。“因为我们都背负着思维(mind),用脑袋而不是透过心来爱。头脑总是执著痛苦多于爱”。

    曾经遇过一个令你感受爱的人,别执著你们之间发生过什么,感激他吧!遇上一个令你感受爱的可能的人,别执著你们将会发生什么,朝向内在体会无须外在条件的纯粹的爱吧!

     

    一个人不要怕

  • “浓烈的南美气息从各个角落飘出,覆盖了一切。墙壁上的信手涂鸦、广告的艳丽色彩、垃圾飞舞的人行道,还有从未见过的行道树肆无忌惮地伸展着繁茂的枝叶,枝头缀满或红或紫的花朵。不管多么狭窄,只要有一点空间,孩子们就围着足球飞奔追逐。天空也是湛蓝湛蓝的。仿佛没有什么抑制得住南美大陆喷薄欲出的活力,它已经刻在了每个过往行人的脸庞上.......”

    不伦与南美