Tuesday, October 26, 2010

26/10/2010

前天用 skype 跟家人谈天,谈了整个小时有余。

大家似乎都过得不错,家里也没什么大变动,只是少了两张嘴巴,吃饭少了道菜。一个是我的,一个是佣人的。

现在家里一个星期只煮一次饭,想来冷清了不少。我想起老当家偶尔坐在闷热的厨房里呆坐着。她总是会用广东话说:无细艺(没事做)。

现在连这三个字也省了,她应该更无聊了吧。

是该打通电话回家了。就算敷衍也好。

当然,上一段第二句,是充字数的。

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A break for a break

02/10/2010

看着寿司吧师傅捏寿司饭团,有点恍神。

看师傅做,是简单的。动手做,是困难的。但是这对于师傅而言,仍是简单的。

他厉害吗?

厉害。可是做小笼包的时候,他搞不好比上海料理的小学徒还要蹩脚。

差别在于阅历的不同。范围不同,方向不同,深度也不同。

可能对人对事,我还是冥顽不灵的。不过我会学着给自己时间去消化,去体谅,去从别人的角度进行思考。

在死胡同里打转,始终是找不到出口的。不如先停下来,给自己一点空间。

也许时间的洗礼下,我会发现自己的愚昧也不一定。

Thursday, September 30, 2010

五味人生

30/09/2010

看了网上一篇博文,是关于味道的。它说,人在感情上,总是要反复不断地经历甜蜜与痛苦。而这是令人感伤的。

对于这样的言论,我会给以某种程度上的认同,但同时抱怀疑的态度。

我是个爱吃的人,虽说不上是美食家,但对于食物总爱细味一番。

我爱吃甜,但是我不喜欢的甜很多。奶油蛋糕的甜,哈密瓜的甜,香草的甜,白糖的甜,我不喜欢。

我不爱吃苦,但我喜欢的苦也不少。苦瓜的苦,苦茶的苦,咖啡的苦,还有很多,我都喜欢。

甜,可以有很多种;苦也是。

我以为,人的一生没有白做的事,哪怕是习惯性的刷牙。每一次早上刷牙,都是养成刷牙的的习惯的原因。认真地去品尝,坦然地去接受,积极地去改进,一个人才有能力去分辨,他想要的甜,他不需要的苦。

五味杂陈的人生里,如果因为害怕受伤味觉只停留在那五中最基本的味到里,是很可惜的。

毕竟,只有五种选择的人生,未免单调了些。

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Lessons

25/09/2010

I disappeared suddenly.

The lesson we get from the story:
1. Concealing and Lying can hurt the same to some extent.
2. Cherish before it's too late.
3. Plans can never catch up with flow of change. But still you have to plan wisely.
4. It's painful that no one bid you a farewell, but believe me, this doesn't happen without reason. You deserve it.
5. The world doesn't feel pity on your terrible fate.

1000 words, for my lover and ever bestest friend

25/09/2010



I know that you're hiding things
Using gentle words to shelter me
Your words were like a dream
But dreams could never fool me
Not that easily

I acted so distant then
Didn't say goodbye before you left
But I was listening
You fight your battles far from me
Far too easily

"Save your tears 'cause I'll come back"
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door
But still I swore to hide the pain when I turn back the pages
Shouting might have been the answer
What if I'd cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?
But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart

Though a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
Crossing over the time and distance holding you
Suspended on silver wings

And a thousand words
One thousand confessions
They'll cradle you
Making all of the pain you feel seem far away
They'll hold you forever

The dream isn't over yet
Though I often say I can forget
I still relive that day
You've been there with me all the way
I still hear you say

"Wait for me, I’ll write you letters"
I could see how you stammered with your eyes to the floor
But still I swore to hide the doubt when I turn back the pages
Anger might have been the answer
What if I'd hung my head and said that I couldn't wait?
But now I'm strong enough to know it's not too late

'Cause a thousand words
Called out through the ages
They'll fly to you
Even though I can't see, I know they're reaching you
Suspended on silver wings

Oh, a thousand words
One thousand embraces
Will cradle you
Making all of your weary days seem far away
They'll hold you forever

Oh, a thousand words
Have never been spoken
They'll fly to you
They'll carry you home and back into my arms
Suspended on silver wings ohhhh

And a thousand words
Call out through the ages
They'll cradle you
Turning all of the lonely years to only days
They'll hold you forever