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C'est La Vie 12/17/2007 重新开博今天在“长城脚下的公社”里闲逛,满山坡的积雪,一片冬日的萧瑟中,一棵不知名的小树却顶着满枝鲜红的果子独自光艳着。
震撼之余,突有所悟。生命的精彩是靠自己来创造的,只要努力地绽放着,执着地快乐着,严冬和春日又有何区别。
于是近来惶惑的心情变得澄清。在这个阳光明媚的冬日,踏着皑皑白雪,攀上绵延的古长城,离开都市的喧嚣,也离开了所谓“公社”的矫揉做作,迎着斜阳,极目远眺,突然感到了久违的安静和快乐。
工作辛苦就忙里偷闲吧,受点闷气就一笑了之吧,身体不适就学会偷懒吧,想家了就多多回去吧。只要身边仍有一群好朋友,一起热热闹闹或安安静静地喝点小酒,吃点美食,说点梦话,发点牢骚,其实也不算太委屈了吧。
于是决定重新开博。这也算是向新的一年迈出的一大步吧。
7/14/2007 水月对林怀民和他的现代舞团“云门舞集”遥慕许久。今天去看了他们的“水月”,却有些失望。
创意是好创意,传统太极和现代舞的糅合,阴阳交融,意图将观者引入宁静内省、天人一体的境界;
舞者是好舞者,专业、投入,一招一式均柔中带刚,静中蓄势,颇得太极之意蕴;
舞团也是好舞团,认真,敬业,就因台下有观众用闪光灯摄影,在开演了两分多钟后坚持谢幕,重新开始演出。
可是,总觉得这场70分钟的舞蹈伤于斧凿。由于太过追求脱俗的意境,反而令其失之矫情,因刻意而趋于媚俗。
当白裤飘飘的半裸舞者们神态严肃地临水起舞,我身边坐着的一位大叔居然忍不住笑出声来:“全是慢动作。”
那一刹那,我仿佛看到了一群顾影自怜的白水仙。
美则美矣,却因过于自恋,而产生了与观者的隔膜。
也许这种自我的彰显正是现代舞的精髓?我不懂,我只是一个附庸风雅的观众。我只觉得沉闷。
那样慢速而频繁重复的舞姿,令我恹恹欲睡。
不过也许只是因为我白天在颐和园徒步十里,着实累了;也许是因为晚上在川办吃得过饱,致使脑部缺氧。……
散场的时候,身后的一位老者对他的老伴说,这场舞令他感到了审美上的疲劳。
此话信然! 7/11/2007 "Officemate"一只花脚大蚊子最近心血来潮来我办公室落了户。
非常殷勤地与我天天相伴到黎明。
每至夜深人静,我勤奋地加班,伊便也振作精神谋起伊的营生——不遗余力地在我身上所有可以下嘴的地方开咬。
每一轮轰炸均惊心动魄,不狠狠咬上七、八口绝不罢休。
三个晚上过去,脚上、腿上、胳膊上累累的都是桃核般大包,惨不忍睹。
有时明明瞥见伊就在我腿脖子处歇脚,刚举掌欲作个了断,伊轻盈地一个转身,便已不知所踪。
伊是怎么混进这密不透风的23层楼里来的呢?
悔不该当初在众人面前夸口自己是超级“吸蚊器”,定是不巧被伊听了去,于是特来投奔。
更可恼的是天天加班至凌晨。
所以不仅提供了伊的晚餐,还主动附送宵夜。
居然同时被资本家和蚊子双重吸血,真是失败中的失败……
今天晚上要print red herring,看来又得在办公室里和伊作伴到清晨了。
很无聊地数着身上很red的蚊子包,突发奇想:
这能算“工伤”吗? 6/23/2007 生活在何处?今天在去南新仓看牡丹亭的路上,和同事老调重弹地争论起北京的好坏来。她一以贯之地讨厌北京,怀念在香港和上海的生活。同为“上海作女”的我却坚持自己喜欢北京的立场:尽管她的生活方式没有南方城市的精致,服务业也少了一份海派的巴结,可是她不小家子气,文化底气足,又大,又杂,好玩的地方又多,真是有看头得紧。
喜欢北京是个渐近的过程,因为她是座需要你深入其中,慢慢体味的城市。虽然在北京的生活远非完美无缺,但也恰恰因此而可圈可点,有滋有味。有时候,她会逗得你乐不可支,有时候,她也会整得你气不打一处来,有时候,她会有点装腔作势,有时候,她也土得掉渣。但难能可贵的是,这座城市有她的真性情,大气,不琐碎,所以我喜欢。
前两个星期,在美术馆东街的三联书店偶然淘到了一本吴冠中老先生的速写集。那些速写的意境极美,吴老的文字更是与之相映成趣。其中的一篇《美丑缘》让我心有戚戚焉,好在文章短小精悍,索性全文抄录如下:
追寻美,发现美,是我的职业、职责,是我生活的整体,生命的全部。
到哪里去寻找美的对象?天上人间?在杂草丛中,在乱石堆里,在密林深处,在悠悠湖上,在雪峰之巅的“琼楼玉宇”;在父老乡亲处,在异国情调中;在欢乐中,在咒骂中;在晨曦中,在黑夜里……我四处寻找美,也时时碰见丑,仿佛有缘。
在艺术探索中,在生活实践中,我日益认识到丑的作用和力量。水太清则无鱼。活鱼须依赖水中的各种营养物为生,正如艺术,离不开生活,离不开生活中的喜与愁,美与丑。
我想,这也正是北京吸引我的原因。在此地,可以远离尘嚣地窝在皇家粮仓里品味“厅堂版”《牡丹亭》的莺莺呖呖,阳春白雪;也可以在街边小面馆目睹邻桌的悍妇们一言不合大打出手,汤碗面条满场飞的壮观场面(其实我当时是很想钻到桌子底下去的,还好那些面条最后都砸在了前面一位男士的头上)。……
北京以她的大和深,不动声色间,就融合了所有的美丑和对立。单单这份不经意,就是上海人学不来、香港人做不到的。
所以说,北京真的很好玩。
以前总觉得生活在别处,现在开始慢慢地弄懂了一个很简单的道理:其实生活就在此地,就在当下的每分每秒。
正如To love yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance,To love your life is the beginning of a happily ever after。
所以虽然同事比我多很多很多的钱,有老公小孩,有司机保姆,但是我依旧非常高兴地意识到自己是个比她幸运很多很多的人。
其实学习喜欢上一个地方,一点也不困难,也根本不需要那么多外部的理由。既然这是个我生活其中的城市,那就足够讨我的欢喜了。不是么? 5/31/2007 将儿童节进行到底 万圣节和儿童节是我觉得最有意思的两个节日。为了向小朋友们和依稀还记得自己曾经是小朋友的大朋友们表示节日的祝贺,本小姐决定今晚不辞辛苦地爬爬格子,更新一下久已荒芜的博客。(即使再次被戴上“Identity Crisis”的帽子,那也只好过自己的节,让别人说去啦。)
1、 关于上班这件事
实事求是地说,我现在写网络日志的热情大大不如在纽约的时候高涨了。很多朋友据此满怀同情地推算我在北京的工作一定是辛苦得不分白昼黑夜。其实呢,嘿嘿,那纯属误解。我只是懒,如此而已。
根据我的观察,和大多数在北京奋战于法律事业第一线的同行相比,我的Life Style已经算得令人羡慕的了(当然,和别的行业不具可比性):熬夜加班虽然不可避免,却也并不频繁;周末、长假大都可以自己支配;闲起来的时候甚至还可以偷空下楼洗个头,涂个手指甲什么的;有次5点半下班溜去国贸做按摩,还被一位同行朋友逮个正着,害得人家羡慕得牙根发痒,真是惭愧……
最近趁闲暇的时候随手翻翻朱德庸的《关于上班这件事》,心得颇多。其实上班这件事从客观上讲确实是违背人的好逸恶劳的天性的(一直不明白为什么要把好逸恶劳列为“八耻”之一,简直是扭曲人性嘛……),真正聪明的富贵闲人们自然不会给自己套上这样一个桎梏。可惜芸芸众生大多没有那样的好福气,所以只好去做个“上班族”--辛苦、受气在所难免,否则老板干嘛要给你发工资呢?
既然不得不上班,快乐与否就很大程度上取决于心态了。我的心得是:作为一个小喽罗,面子上一定要听老板和Senior的话,骨子里不可不学会适度的打混摸鱼;工作是一定要认真完成的,但偷懒也是一定要见缝插针的。
所以呢,很忙的时候,也会忙里偷闲地去楼下的“蘭会所”(俏江南的北京旗舰店,据称装修花了3亿人民币,里面的厕所是其亮点--男女通用,宽敞豪华,一整面墙都是镜子,马桶边上还带沙发的说--不过后来有朋友说这样的设计令其目的变得可疑,私下里颇为赞同这种肮脏的揣测,呵呵)打顿奢侈的牙祭或者喝杯小酒;很空的时候,也会装模作样地怀揣一本ADR Memo去楼里新开的Starbucks端杯买一赠一的咖啡边喝边学习学习(好歹是Professional Studay嘛)。
健康端正的心态是快乐工作的源泉。嘿嘿。
2、交通工具
我最近买车了。
是在家乐福里出售的那种小轱辘的可折叠式自行车(请认准“捷马”牌)。冰蓝色,很cute,在超市里结帐的时候回头率超高的!
买的时候其实我压根儿还不会骑车。所以是把车叠吧叠吧塞在出租车的后盖箱里给运回来的。
正巧我家后面儿正在造一片很大的绿地,有一大块马路还没有通车,除了有三三两两遛达的民工兄弟和晚上自发组成的在此地切磋技艺PK的滚轴溜冰一族,基本上就没有什么人了。我早就看上那块地儿了--真是学车的绝佳地点。
岚和佳佳自告奋勇做我的教练,拍胸脯保证在半小时内把我交会,还不带摔跤的。我呢,真是天资聪颖,上车没踩几下就能自个儿歪歪扭扭地骑起来了(估摸着是因为车轱辘实在是太小了,我委实没有害怕摔跤的心理障碍,放开了胆子,自然就学得快了),再蹬个几圈就已经骑得还挺有模有样了。唯一的遗憾是当教练们雄心勃勃地要我表演骑车绕8字时,因为技术难度过高,我每次都会不由自主地往站在两端做人棍儿的可爱的教练们的身上撞,真是险象环生……
头一回练车的结果还是很令人满意的。教练们说能教的都已经教给我了,接下来么,就是要靠自身的修行了-- 好吧,一定要趁那条马路通车之前把骑车这件事搞定!
(虽说学车的时候没有摔跟头,其实还是颇吃了些皮肉之苦的:第二天发现两条腿上居然有9处乌青!好可怜……)
3、煎饼v.s.可丽饼
今天早上走路去上班,下着小雨,有点冷嗖嗖的。于是非常难得地想吃早饭了。拐到旁边的巷子里,买了只煎饼果子,好大一个,加了好多料,还有鸡蛋,才两块钱。
中午因为外面下大雨(北京最近下了好几场大雨喽,我的宝贝雨伞们总算有用武之地了,真是开心!),所以偷懒去地下室解决午饭问题。一时嘴馋,去“嘻皮卷”点了一张巧可力香蕉可丽饼(Crepe是也),花了13倍于煎饼果子的价钱。吃完后的心得是:还是咱北京的煎饼比老外的煎饼强……
So, what's the moral of this story?
这个故事要告诉我们的就是:如果您在北京要很小资很风花雪月地过老外一般的生活,北京一点儿也不比呆在国外便宜;可是若您能安安心心学习做个普通老百姓,还是能花少少的钱过上很快乐很滋润的小日子的。
4、快乐的上班道
前段时间走了半个多小时绕了好大一个弯儿,去找传说中的有着巨大的屏幕的“全北京向上看”。后来才发现,原来那地儿就叫“世贸天阶”(The Place),离我家新城国际才两三分钟的路(就正对着我学车的那条路……)。(作为超级路盲,我自认无可救药。)
不过吃一堑长一智,靠着绕的那个弯,我发现了一条步行上班的绝佳路线:从我家出发,经过与新城国际连成一体的一大片绿地(还有很多花哦),穿过建筑风格不俗的世贸天阶,沿着素有“国宾路”之称的东大桥路(两边居然可以有五排行道树,早上阳光透着树叶照在路面上,真是越走越高兴)走上个一刻钟,就可以来到我们的如两只绿色瓦斯罐儿般矗立在长安街南边的亲爱的LG双子座大厦了!
健身杂志教导我们,每天步行30分钟有利于身心健康。有现在这样ideal的工作距离和位置,真是夫复何求!
所以呢,当最近有一个可以使年收入直线上升的机会摆在面前时,也因为不舍得放弃这条上班步行路线而婉言放弃了(当然喽,这只是原因之一,更重要的原因是深深被我们所今年4月1日特刊的Cleargossip News打动了,哈哈)(而且,虽然放弃了这次机会,但还是有两大收获:一是知道了常州宾馆有做非常好吃地道且价钱公道的淮扬菜,二是在日坛公园边上的芳草地西街找到了万圣书园的分店)。
5、世贸天阶、新光天地和其他
作为一个对新鲜事物和新鲜娱乐充满好奇但又往往后知后觉的家伙,我是在世贸天阶开张挺久以后才找到那地方的。之前只隐约记得那里要开一家Zara旗舰店,还有就是岚曾经偶尔提起附近有个地方整条街的顶上是一整溜儿的超大屏幕,而且永远有很多鱼在屏幕上游来游去(我当初以为是红鲤鱼之类的,后来去看了,才恍悟岚说的原来是海豚……)
误打误撞摸到世贸天阶是在一个无所事事的闷热的周六晚上。起初只是想寻个消夏纳凉的去处,于是很偶然地就想到了那个传说中的有鱼游来游去的大屏幕。如上文所述,不分东南西北的我很愚蠢地兜了一个大大的圈子,于晚上8时30分终于寻到了那遥慕已久的大屏幕。到达的一刻颇具传奇色彩:原来世贸天阶每晚8点,8点半,9点半和10点都会在巨大的天屏上播放特别节目,我到的那会儿,节目刚巧开始--时而热带雨林,时而海底世界,时而传统书画,时而袅娜时装,时而万花绽放,时而礼花缤纷,真是极尽娱乐耳目之能事。所有逛街的人或站或坐,但都同一姿势地做持续性抬头运动,时不时还从不自觉微张的嘴里嘣出几声“哇哇”的赞叹来,真是不枉此地“全北京向上看”的名号。
后来特地拉着岚和佳佳又去看过几次节目,有讲宇宙之迷的,也有高呼“人民万岁”的爱国主义短片,但偏偏再也没有等到过我头一次去时那套令我惊艳不已的片子,许是日子或者时段没凑上吧……世事多如此,刻意去寻的,反而大多不能如愿。不过幸好天阶就在我家边上,只要时不时去逛上一圈儿乘个凉,总有一天能再遇上。
新光天地是今年4月份开的,就在大望路上,华贸那片儿,离我家也不远,打车10分种,走路估模着半小时也就到了。华贸附近如今也热闹方便得很了--有渥尔玛,有万达影城(每天10点的早场电影才10块钱,可惜已经连演了两周的《忍者神龟》了……),有很多的饭馆(比如悦堂小火锅),还有“东方大班”可以捏脚推油。而新光天地就是这里的highlight。
在北京很难找到一处逛街的地方让你有很想掏腰包的欲望,可是新光天地却是个大大的例外。这个shopping mall着实是巨大的(我们逛了一下午,才绕着其中的一处自动扶梯逛了三层,大约连10分之一也没有逛到),但却大而有当,有很多好东东可以挑,可以买(岚和我各提了4双鞋回家)。而且有很多好的国际一线品牌都首次进驻大陆了(居然连Anteprima等等都来了呢)。更好的是,在楼上的餐厅里,不仅有“翡翠”,“鹿港小镇”,还开了一家“鼎泰丰”--那可是我每次回上海必去新天地吃的超级无敌小笼包啊!(可是真的是有点贵……)当然喽,如果不想在吃的方面花费过多,地下一层的美食天地里也有很多价廉物美的东东,就是要先买餐卡,有点不方便。
6、珍珠奶茶大搜索
前一阵子岚和我特别着迷于珍珠奶茶,可是在双子座和秀水附近一通狂找,居然连一家卖奶茶的小店也没有!这附近的人太崇洋媚外了--处处是讨好西洋人的咖啡馆、Smoothie店和酒吧,却都不屑于提供这样一种深受国内大众欢迎的饮品……
于是岚开始望梅止渴地向我绘声绘色地形容她们无锡的珍珠奶茶有多么好喝(据吃喝玩乐权威学家佳佳小姐认定,最好喝的是“街客”--天,多么奇怪的名字!试想想若你在大街上听见一个小姑娘对另一个小姑娘欢欢喜喜地说:“走,我们去‘街客’!”……)
然后岚对珍珠奶茶的渴望变得desperate起来,不顾我们刚刚立下的要省钱的誓言,跑到新城国际楼下的“亚米”去买了一杯22块钱的奶茶(路边小店里的才3块钱一杯啊……而且有大半杯都是冰块,恨得我们直骂亚米“奸商”)。
正在发愁踏破铁鞋无觅处,没承想得来全不费功夫。之后的一个周末,第一次去逛新光天地,不期然就在马路对面的街拐角发现了一家门面小小的铺子,上面大书二字:“街客”!
可是,那一次,居然还是没有喝到心仪的奶茶……
前因后果是这样的:
我们(我、岚、萍)冲到“街客”,张口就要三大杯珍珠奶茶,不料店员小妹摇摇头:“珍珠只够一杯的了,还有两杯只能加椰果。”“那么就请你把一杯的珍珠平均分在三杯里,把两杯的椰果也平均分在三杯里。”店员小妹仍然摇摇头:“一杯的珍珠只能放在一杯里,两杯的椰果也只能放在两杯里。”“可是我们付三杯的钱啊,只是让你替我们重新分配一下而已嘛……”店员小妹只是继续摇头:“不行的,不行的。”
正在纠缠不清,一个小伙儿路过,抢在我们前面买了两杯珍珠奶茶。
“咦,刚才你明明说只有一杯珍珠的!怎么他买了两杯呢?”“他那是小杯呀。一大杯的珍珠等于两小杯。刚才我们还剩下三小杯的珍珠嘛。”“什么?!你们刚才还剩下有三杯的珍珠?!那为什么和我们说只有一杯了?”“你们说要大杯的呀,剩下的珍珠只够放一个大杯了嘛。”“那你看我们在这里为了分那一大杯的珍珠辛苦了半天,就不会告诉我们其实是可以分开买三小杯的吗?”“你们自己要买大杯的呀。而且一杯的珍珠只能加在一杯里的……”这如唐僧般絮叨叨纠缠不清的白痴店员小妹终于令岚和萍忍无可忍了:“走了,不喝了!”(其实我们刚刚吃了麻辣锅,个个渴得要死。)
我眼巴巴地看着还剩下的最后那一小杯珍珠奶茶,很没有骨气地想买来解馋,可是岚和萍已经怒气冲冲头也不回地往前走了,我只好咽咽口水,作罢。
唉,我的珍珠奶茶梦…… 4/14/2007 流水帐日记昨天发了一通牢骚。
今天决定要好好振作一下。
中午起床,以端正的态度投入忘我的工作,睡眼惺忪地回了一堆邮件(后来才明白有时候身为junior,表现得太卖力太responsive也属于不够"considerate"……)。
又一鼓作气把积了好几周的衣服给洗了。
做完鼻贴和眼膜后,睏了,于是再打了一个小盹儿。
醒来快4点了,看看外面依旧阳光灿烂,蓝天白云,真是个难得的好天气。
于是怀里揣着佳佳新近给我买的100块钱的公交储值卡,决定出去晒晒太阳溜达溜达。
信步逛到蓝岛,在附近的“面爱面”吃了一大碗拉面。还喝了一碗甜甜糯糯的红豆沙。肚子饱了,心情立即大好。(原来之前的郁闷都是饿出来的……)
蹭到面馆前面的公交站牌前琢磨了一会儿,决定搭110路去天坛玩。
北京现在真好,刷卡乘车才4毛钱,真是惠泽大众啊!
到了天坛,恰巧是落日时分,金色的斜阳透过苍松翠柏,映在祈年殿的金顶上,肃穆庄重,寂寞美好。
路边是盛开的樱花,白的,粉的,风一吹,花瓣就簌簌地纷飞,如下一场旖旎的雨。
有人在林间幽幽地拉着二胡。
植满松柏的林间草地上,处处盛开着二月兰,蓝白的小花蓬蓬勃勃,霸道地抓住每个人的视线,一望无际。
傍晚时分,游人少了,花香显得格外浓郁,几乎让人有点微醺的恍惚。
长廊里,有老人家拉着马头琴,吟唱着蒙古草原上的牧歌。
抬头望天,是澄澈的蓝,蓝而高。
每次来天坛,都有种发自内心的欢喜。
这真是个好地方。
于是觉得北京的春天还是很美好的。
太阳落下去了。
二月兰的香味更浓了。铺头盖脑地,象要把人整个包裹起来攫走似的。
于是我又搭上110,花了4毛钱,心满意足地回家了。
明天一早约了岚和佳佳,8点出发去玉渊坛公园赏樱花去。
又将是美好的一天。 写在加班边上最近很忙。
连续加了近三周的班。
还去香港出了五天的差。
白天受到无数邮件的轰炸。
半夜会有世界各地的Conference Call。
经常凌晨三、四点回家,非常渴睡。
早饭是从来就省略的了。有时晚餐也干脆跳过。只好赖办公室里的酸奶和水果为生。
好处是很快就瘦下来。裙腰松了点,样子倒是不错。
还幸得在港时见缝插针从“雅施”买了强力精华素和眼霜,脸上总算未泛菜色。
忙碌的时候,反而会认真考虑一点哲学问题,比如这般生活的目的何来……
中午和岚倒苦水。岚劝我:for the sake of money……
Well, what's the point of getting the money then? ——只是拿去贡献给了Anteprima这一季昂贵的新衣。
可惜日日关在办公室里不见天日,唯一的观众也就只得早晚的两个出租车司机(还得从后视镜里看,恐未必瞧得真切……)
岚于是很天才地建议我索性去嫁个司机,一举数得。给她一个白眼,继续我的无谓困惑。
岚说我有identity crisis。
当我在Hello Kitty店里和小朋友们挤一起兴高采烈地挑笔袋时,不由痛心疾首地承认了她的观察敏锐……
只是在社会上讨生活如此辛苦,有时候简单一点又何尝不是一种自我保护?
更何况保持简单也不是一件简单的事。
比如,很累的时候,还得时时保持笑容可掬、轻声细语……
所以说,韦小宝也不是好当的……
今天晚上溜出去吃晚饭,半夜回来加班听听Al Green解闷。结果两样事情均被客户撞个正着。然后伊在电话那头惊叹:看来你这个律师的生活还真够丰富多彩!天,他以为律师不是正常人么??
看来不幸误入这一行,真是前景堪怜……
还不如和佳佳一起去做面包师傅算了,至少开心,还有一门手艺傍身。
有时候做做白日梦,想索性去欧洲再逛个几年玩玩罢。可是转念一想:我四大衣橱的衣服怎么办?带又带不走,放又无处放……
天,这时才晓得这些身外之物的累赘。
幸好没有头脑发热去买房子,否则再背上一身的债,更加无脱身之日。
以前常常教训朋友要拿得起放得下。其实“放”委实太难。
有时仍会忍不住讲讲要去浪迹天涯的大话,只是现在这样讲出来,连自己都觉得如喊口号般虚伪无力。(还被岚严厉地指为心态不够端正,属于嫁不出去的一大理由……)
于是只好继续困在Twin Towers西楼一隅的斗室中,乖乖扮演我这个聪明听话好脾气的junior的角色。
只是要到何时,才可面朝大海,春暖花开?
…… 3/28/2007 我只能为你画一张小卡片亲爱的胖胖:
其实你已经是位窈窕的淑女了,原谅我沿用旧时的称呼,十五、六年的老习惯了,要改也难。
今天晚上,我正在北京的家里听Tracy Chapman的歌。那张CD还是我们在阳朔西街上淘来的。记得吗?那家我们偶然闯进的有很多很好的CD的小铺子?
六年前我们徒步漓江的日子似乎伸手可及。
河州上捉迷藏的树林、满天繁星下的篝火、清晨白鸭如大笑般的叫声、还有半夜潜入江中的冒险:
冰凉的江水浸没了我们,头发如水草般在江面上浮荡,悠长的汽笛声中,一条连一条的小拖轮在我们面前迤逦而过……
那样快乐的日子到哪里去了呢?随着江水漂走了么?
当时甘之如饴的吃苦和自虐现在看来真是有点不可思议--那时候我们多穷,居然背着半人高的登山包,不眠不休地坐两天一夜的硬座火车去桂林;可是那时候的相片里,我们笑得多么开心……
如今我们变成了“空中飞人”,在上好的馆子吃饭,住五星级的宾馆,用名牌的手袋,买昂贵的化妆品,……可是为什么我总觉得不满足呢?你呢?
如果成熟只是不再让人轻易地开心,或者轻易地不开心,那是不是件很悲伤的事情?
我现在经常礼节性地微笑,但却很少开怀地大笑了。比起当初疯笑到在地上滚作一团的日子,我们如今的淡漠稳重,是不是已经具备了“白骨精”们的典雅风范呢?
在Tracy沉而哑的歌声中,我有点想念你,就如同有点想念那些逝去的闪亮的日子。
Tracy的歌声停了。我就写到这里了。
美容师对我说,要养成在晚上11点前睡觉的习惯,我总是做不到。你呢?
祝我们永远都不会变老。
胸无大志的喵呜
三月二十七日 3/23/2007 安心达摩问二祖:“汝立雪断臂,当为何事?”祖曰:“某甲心未安,乞师安心。”摩云:“将心来,与汝安。”祖曰:“觅心了不可得。”摩曰:“与汝安心竟。”二祖忽然领悟。 这是一则很久以前读过的禅公案。最近常常想到它,于是顺手记下来。 开心是容易的,安心却是难的。 2/4/2007 一条简单的道路(摘抄麦兜故事一则 - 注:麦兜是只小猪;讲故事的是麦麦,麦兜的表弟)
麦太说麦兜吃得比一个大人还要多。
我认为他的大便比两个大人的还要大!
我肯定,三个大人加在一起,也没有这么大!
但麦兜还是吃很多东西。
大得比一个大人还要大……
他解释:“但我长肉啊!”他很喜欢自己长肉。
我问他:“要这么多肉干什么?”
他说:“肉多便力大!”
他说:“力大便可以帮人开瓶盖。”
我问他:“拧开瓶盖又怎样?”
但他还是很喜欢帮人开瓶盖。
麦兜真的很喜欢帮助人。
他只有很少的零用钱。
但他还是很喜欢帮助人。
我说他帮的人可能是个骗子!
但他还是吃很多很多。
大很大很大。
拧开了很多瓶盖。
给那很可能是骗子的乞丐钱。
我肯定他是个骗子。
他说:“小朋友,我不要你的钱了。”
我说:“麦兜,不要收!以后不要再理会他了!”拉着麦兜走。
但麦兜把钱收了,收时还糊里糊涂地说了声:“多谢!”
我为这件事发了麦兜一顿脾气。
麦太知道了,也发了一顿脾气。
但是麦兜还是老样子:肥、力大、吃很多很多、大很大很大……
有一次,我还看见麦兜把自己很少很少地零用钱给一个很可能很可能是骗子的乞丐。
我还见到那很可能很可能是骗子的乞丐,把钱还给他。
我看见麦兜把钱收了,还依稀地听见他用沙哑的声音说了声:“多谢!”
我照样很生气地,发了麦兜一顿脾气。
麦太照样也很生气地,其实也很担心地,发了麦兜一顿脾气。
但麦兜还是照旧这样大吃——大很大——肥——力大——好心。
多么简单的一条道路,多么难走,多么易走。 1/27/2007 New Year ResolutionsAt 2:00 a.m., I was planning to write down my new resolutions for the year of 2007, in the vague hope that I can still call them "New Year" resolutions (it's still January, not too late...). But instead I had a lovely chat with a very close (not measured by distance) old (not measured by age) girl friend for two hours, who was having a little problem with her poor stomach these days. So, before starting, I would love to wish my dear Jina a very quick recovery and a very cheerful and prosperous (in all senses) year ahead!
Well, now let's see what I can do this year:
1. Stay healthy and fit.
I should go swimming at the Alexander Club (which is just a few steps away from my apartment) more often and try to manage Free Style (Lana is a good coach).
2. Keep myself well groomed - the simplest way to be a happy lady!
So we need regular manicure, pedicure, body massage, facial, hair care... Gee, I'm indulging myself too much and it's really a lot of money!
3. Never get drunk again
I was drunk for the first time in my life on my 29th birthday (yeah, I know, approaching 30 now...) and completely lost my memory about that night after I was half way through the second bottle of champagne with Lana at Suzie Wong. As later told by Lana, to whom I owe great gratitude for escorting me home safe (and who also remembered to bring my favorite Armani evening bag back intact), I somehow managed to behave well after getting drunk (I do hope so...) except that I stubbornly thought she had sent me to her home when we got to my apartment and scorned her for being fussy to bring a glass of water to my bedside...
It might sound comic, but believe me, memory loss is not a pleasant experience in any sense...
4. Call my mom and dad once a day (or at least every two days), even just to say "hello" and "I'm fine"; visit my parents, or let them visit me, at least once every two months.
5. Get rid of my pimples, BY ALL MEANS!
I'm too old for that remark of youth...
6. Save money
So no more new bags or coats - which can cost a big fortune and which I've got far more than enough.
But of course to save money does not mean to sacrifice the indispensable pleasures in life! (Then can I really save money???)
7. Work hard, play hard
Keep the balance between work and life. We work to live, not live to work!
I wish I could retire soon (then I could move to Chengdu - I really love that city). But since our salary has just been increased (quite a big jump!), maybe I should stick to this profession for a couple of more years than I had planned. (Just for the sake of depreciating USDs, how pathetic...)
8. Find a boyfriend or buy an apartment
When you are no longer that young, you may need either one to make you feel a little bit safe and accomplished.
My parents will definitely prefer the first possibilty, but I think the second choice is more foreseeable...
9. Start learning French again
By the end of 2007, try to be able to read the French version of The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince).
Remerber: even if I am really busy, as long as I try hard enough, I can find time to achieve that goal! (Sometimes I'm just too lazy...)
10. Travel to Tibet
Every year since I was 18, I've been making the same resolution. Maybe better luck this year... 1/9/2007 “蜡烛头”上周三被老板一个电邮急召到香港干活。天天在Printer那儿陪着熬夜,真是心疼一天3000港币的旅馆费。每天清晨回到Conrad就往被子里钻,懒得刷牙懒得洗脸,粘着枕头就睡,天塌下来也与我无关,真恨不得一睡下就不用起来……
周六在梦游状态中飞回北京,没有Shopping,没有小南国的毛蟹年糕,也错过了朋友夫妇的结婚酒宴,唯一的念头就是“回家睡觉,睡觉,睡觉……”
周日被要求继续加班,深夜的办公室里只得我一人与一份冗长的DD request list作战。缺睡加无聊,只好在电脑里播放圣诞音乐聊以解闷,在寂静的办公楼里大声唱着新年的歌曲,兴高采烈地,暗暗告诉自己不可以生气……
今天一天很平静,不用无谓地做陪练熬夜或者加班了。晚上吃了小火锅,看了电影,高高兴兴地回到家,准备好好地补上一觉……
可是,居然失眠了。真是蜡烛头啊……
只好爬起来喝老爸剩下的红酒。上传新年在北京落雪时拍的照片,网速慢得吓人。
等啊等,照片总算传上去了。我也总算开始睏了。
好了,睡觉去了。 12/28/2006 Life in Beijing (an article I wrote for our Cleargolaw News Jan. 07 Issue) October 18, 2006, 12:00 p.m. The plane landed me at Beijing International Airport.
Taking a deep breath (fortunately, the air was not so polluted as I had expected), I sent a message to a colleague, who had relocated from New York to our Beijing Office five months earlier than I, “Here I am, at the long last!” Five minutes later, when I was driving on the airport highway, chatting with a very talkative cab driver and admiring the high-rise buildings now towering above historical sites and transforming Beijing into a world-class metropolis, she replied to me, “Welcome to the Capital!” Thus began my life in Beijing. Beijing: “Center” of China. As with many other world capitals, people alternately use “Beijing” to refer to China’s capital city and to refer to the country’s government. Beijing is the center of political power; the center of intellectual activity; the center of international trade and foreign relations. Chinese people around the country are reminded every day of Beijing’s leadership, as they are obligated to set their clocks to match those in the capital. When the time of day is mentioned on the radio in cities as far away as Lanzhou (in the western province of Gansu), announcers always say, “Beijing time is …” It’s a subtle reminder to China’s citizens that Beijing establishes the tempo to which the rest of the country should march. When living in Beijing, you feel like everyone else in China is just a little out of step and just a little less mindful of political realities. Beijing vs. Shanghai: a Tale of Two Cities. I’m a Shanghainese and before I relocated from New York to Beijing, my personal experience with the capital city had been limited to a two weeks’ stay at the age of six. Though closely related to each other as two most important metropolises in China, Beijing and Shanghai differ a lot in culture, dialect, food, weather and many other aspects. So although I always think of moving back to China as going back home, after two months’ stay in Beijing, I gradually come to the reality that I am still an “outsider” in this northern city. While the term of “outsider” (or waidiren in mandarin) is neutrally used in Beijing to refer to people from other parts of China, Shanghainese tend to use this term in a somewhat contemptuous way. In Shanghai, anyone who is not a Shanghainese is a waidiren and a waidiren virtually means a provincial, which is a subtle implication of Shanghainese’s unjustified sense of superiority and possibly the very reason why waidirens, especially Beijingers, are not that fond of Shanghainese. However, Beijingers are also biased against Shanghainese. Beijingers deem Shanghainese as “smart” (or jingming in mandarin), but they scorn Shanghainese for making much ado about only trivialities and being too mindful of personal benefits. So, when a Shanghainese is socializing with Beijingers, the highest compliment she can expect is “Hey, you are indeed not like a Shanghainese!” People of Beijing: Profile of “Beijingers”. Most people consider Beijingers to be people whose families have lived there for at least two generations. Beijingers take pride in living in a special place – the capital and political center of China (or, as old Beijingers put it, they lived “at the foot of The Son of Heaven (Chinese people used this term to refer to their emperor in ancient time)”). Beijing people can be easily distinguished from other Chinese mandarin speakers by the ubiquitous “rrrrr” of the local dialect. (This “rrrrr” is like a hard, extended American English “r”, as opposed to the trill “r” of Spanish.) Beijingers speak like their mouths are full of steaming hot tofu (bean curd). Even to a mandarin speaker as myself, sometimes this “rrrrr” can cause trouble in communicating with Beijingers. Once I took a bus to IKEA and asked the driver where to get off, the bus driver, a typical Beijinger, mumbled a stop name very fast and with a lot of “rrrrr”. I begged his pardon and he repeated that name, but gave up somehow hurt and annoyed after a third try when seeing me remain totally lost. Fortunately, after twenty minutes, the kind-hearted driver turned to me and shouted, “Here is IKEA! Girl, you should get off now!!” To my relief and surprise, this time, I did understand! Beijingers have other distinctive characteristics as well, such as they don’t seem to smile much. Many Chinese people think that Beijingers are overly concerned with politics and government policies of the day. Perhaps this is true, but the positive side is that Beijingers are politically savvy; they usually know just how far to bend the rules to get things done without being reprimanded. Beijingers are generally welcoming hosts who are proud of their capital city and their roles as exemplars of the nation. A certain confidence radiates throughout the city, as though everyone is thinking, “This is where it all starts in China.” Getting Around Beijing: Transportations. The layout of the subway system in Beijing is much simpler than that in New York City. The old line or “loop line” follows the Second Ring Road (which follows the old city inner wall) around the city. A second line, completed much later, follows Chang An Avenue (the longest and broadest avenue in China, and “Chang An” means “Lasting Peace”). Though the trains are not air-conditioned and always crowded, you should in no way be intimidated by the prospect of riding the ditie (subway), for during rush hours, it is truly one of the best ways to get around the city and avoid slow-moving traffic (Beijing’s traffic jams are notorious in China). The most interesting thing about Beijing Metro is that they still use paper tickets, which you can never see in New York, Hong Kong or Shanghai: Pay your fare of a few yuan (usually less than five dimes) at the ticket window. In return, you will receive a tiny paper subway ticket. Hand the ticket to one of the ticket-takers at the top of the stairs leading to the trains. Sometimes they rip the tickets in half and return the stubs, and other times they keep both pieces. Taking a cab in Beijing is cheap. A thirty minutes’ ride costs you only 40 yuan (about 5 dollars). If the cab driver happens to be in a good mood and knows the roads well and the traffic is relatively light, going around the city by taxi can be a convenient and pleasant way. However, sometimes dealing with cab drivers can be a frustrating fact of life for outsiders and Beijingers alike, especially when business is slow. Occasionally cab drivers act as though their riders owe them more than the metered fare for a trip from one point to another. A friend told me that once when she got into a cab in the official taxi line outside of the airport building, the cab driver was so unhappy about the short ride (the fare was around 70 yuan) that he kept complaining and cursing all the way from the airport to my friend’s place. Though I myself have never met any dishonest cab drivers so far, I do hear about taxi driver scams such as taking unsuspecting passengers on circuitous routes to their destinations and rigging the meter so that it records more miles or time than actually is the case. However, the taxi business in Beijing is improving a lot these days – at least my personal impression is quite positive. Once I left the office building late in the evening and asked a cab driver, who had been waiting in the taxi line for over 40 minutes, whether he would be willing to drive me home, which was only a less than ten minutes’ ride. The driver hesitated for a second, then smiled and nodded, “Sure. It’s so cold outside and you are so polite a young lady. How can I say no?” Well, that made my day. Dining Out in Beijing: Paradise for a Chinese Food Lover. After I returned home from New York, many friends in Shanghai could not understand why I would be happy to work in Beijing - “You know, Beijingers eat nothing but preserved white cabbages in winter! How can a food lover like you survive there?” Well, that is a complete misconception and a good example of how biased Shanghainese could be against Beijingers. In fact, it turns out that the widespread availability of great food is one of the most pleasurable aspects of living in Beijing these days. There are restaurants spreading in every corner of the city serving foods from Beijing, Shanghai, Sichuan, Canton, Xinjiang, Yunnan, Guizhou, Taiwan, etc. Generally, you can enjoy all kinds of high quality Chinese cuisine in Beijing at very reasonable and affordable prices. For example, winter is the best season in Beijing for hot pots and roasted ducks (the most famous traditional food in Beijing) and the average cost for a quite decent dinner with friends is only 50 to 150 yuan (7 to 20 dollars) per person. If you are not that conscious and wary of the standards of refrigeration, food preparation and cleanliness, you may also want to try some local open-air food stalls for extremely casual dining, and a budget of one dollar per person can be more than enough! Of course, there are quite a number of very expensive restaurants in Beijing as well. For example, the most costly hot pot place that I’ve ever been to is located in a beautiful Qing Dynasty garden near the Forbidden City and it costs about a hundred bucks per person. Another extravagant dining experience was at a restaurant serving all kinds of food made of hairy crabs (late October and early November is the best season to enjoy Chinese hairy crabs). I went there with two friends and the three of us were led into a royally decorated room and sat at a huge round table, served by three waitresses. The food was great and followed by an even greater bill. Though it was a friend’s treat and I didn’t get a chance to look at the bill, I believe we spent over 150 bucks per person there. If you are fond of spicy food, there is a newly opened very fancy and famous Sichuan restaurant on the fourth floor of our office building called South Beauty (qiaojiangnan). The decoration was designed by a famous Parisian artist and the oil paintings which are tastefully hanging on the ceiling are all originals imported from Paris. Every private restroom there is tastefully furnished, and even with a sofa beside the toilet! To Shop or Not to Shop, That Is The Question. Sadly enough, although you can find almost everything you need in Beijing, there is still a long way for the city to make itself a shopping paradise. It is true that a considerable number of top brands have already found their way in Beijing. However, due to the 20% customs duties imposed on luxuries, the prices are not as attractive as which you can find in Hong Kong or New York. Despite the high prices, people’s consumption capability for top brands in Beijing is quite impressive and astonishing, when taking into account their moderate average earning abilities. The younger generation is much more brand conscious than their parents, and to a lot of Chinese new riches, owning something from L.V. or Gucci or other top brands is a way to evidence their financial strength and social status, which may well explain why in Beijing the more logo the design is, the more popular the merchandise could be. But the biggest challenge for shoppers in Beijing is the notion of service, or rather, the lack thereof. Taking a 180-degree turn from the lackadaisical attitude that you might have encountered two decades ago in Beijing, the shop assistants now are just too eager to impress their customers. When I was shopping at China World Trade Center, one of the best shopping malls in Beijing, it became rather annoying when, upon my first step into every store, all shop assistants were immediately chorusing, “Welcome to …!” And then one of those girls would closely follow my steps and, upon my first touch on a garment, she would always say the following, loud and proud, “You can try it, if you like it!” Hmm, of course I know I can try it, without her reminding me of that. But after hearing it over twenty times in less than two hours, it nearly drove me crazy and deprived me of all interest in shopping. Well, well, let’s try to think from the brighter side: it may save me from being a shopaholic anyway… You may ask about the famous “Silk Market” (xiushuijie), which is a “must go” shopping place for foreign tourists in Beijing. Just as Century 21 is located next to One Liberty Plaza, Silk Market, the largest market for feigned top brand commodities in Beijing, sits right opposite to our Beijing office building. While Century 21 is one of my beloved and most haunted places in New York City (especially for its European designers’ shoes and garments), I just have no positive feelings for Silk Market, though it is one of the hottest and most international spots in the capital. To a first time shopper, it may seem amazing that they are selling a large variety of first tier brand names there, including the so called Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Prada, MaxMara, Gucci, Tod’s, Lacoste, Coach, Polo of Ralph Lauren, Tommy Hilfilger, Nike, Addidas, Puma, etc. However, after a closer look, you will have to admit that all are coarsely made and there is no design but a fake logo on every piece of merchandize. It is forgivable to sell something lacking in taste and elegance, but it is definitely unforgivable to print a shining “D&G” on an ugly T-shirt and proudly call it “Dolce & Gabbana”. Maybe I’ve been spoiled by the fineness of a well-made top brand piece and thus am biased in this regard. However, it is only my humble wish that we could show some basic respect to a well established brand name, which can be ignored, but should never be insulted. Time Out: Nightlife in Beijing. Nightlife was unknown to many Beijingers 20 years ago, and the term wasn't even used at that time. But nowadays it becomes very common, especially for the younger generation, to go out in the evenings and spend their time at cinemas, theatres, nightclubs, song and dance halls, Karaoke clubs, restaurants or bars. However, when compared with people in southern China such as Hong Kong and Shanghai, Beijing people are still more conservative. Most of them, married people in particular, like to stay at home watching TV or chatting with friends, which is why the streets are quite deserted after nine o'clock at night, when most of the shops are closed. Don't despair. There are still many spots for evening recreation in Beijing. Now the city has witnessed a mushrooming of foreign theme pubs, bars, cafes and disco clubs. There are three primary areas in which foreigners as well as young Chinese tend to congregate. One is near the Worker’s Stadium, one is around Houhai Lake, and the third is on the east side of the Third Ring Road. Suzie Wong at the west gate of Chaoyang Park is the most frequented nightclub by myself and my friends. Their themed parties on some special occasions are trendy and worth going and it is the best people-watching spot in Beijing. The club usually charges a 50 to 150 yuan cover, depending on whether there is any special event on that particular night. Babyface Club and Angel Club at the west gate of the Worker’s Stadium are also two very hot spots for nightlife in Beijing. The drinks are usually 35 to 60 yuan per glass. If you are not used to noisy music or crowded space and prefer to enjoy some quiet jazz and blues, Central at Carry Center Hotel or Aria at Traders Hotel in China World Trade Center are both safe choices for a relaxing night. Women Lawyers in Beijing. Now, let’s talk a little about our Beijing office. Don’t let this article mislead you to think that we do nothing serious but have fun here. We are hard working women lawyers and have been spending long hours in our office every day (sometimes even longer than in New York office due to the time differences that we need to accommodate). Our office occupies one fourth of the 23rd floor in Twin Towers’ west building. Though pretty tiny when compared with our New York office, the office is finely decorated and every lawyer’s room has huge windows with great views of Chang An Avenue. The only problem with our Beijing office is that we are quite gender imbalanced – all of the four associates working here are women. Maybe we should consider hiring a cute guy receptionist in 2007? (Well, don’t worry. I was just kidding. Up till now, our office is just too small to need a receptionist…) 12/2/2006 我爱我家我想我是不可自拔地爱上我的新家了。
虽说在异地安家是个漫长的过程,但是辛苦过后,还是觉得一切都有回报。
房间是我第一眼就喜欢上的样子,精致干净大方简单。物业服务也周到熨帖。卧室居然三面都有大窗户,每天早晨拉开窗帘满室阳光,心情也不由得灿烂。家具和摆设都是自己一样一样慢慢添置的,虽然所费不菲,但因为每一样都是自己由衷喜欢的东西,所以和伊们朝夕相伴,总是教我乐不可支,心满意足。
回想当初住在纽约的时候,我的“无敌江景房”可爱归可爱,但毕竟只是小小的一室,与其说是一个家,莫若说是一间亲切便利的宿舍更为妥帖。
如今新家好比一个舒适温暖的窝。即使依旧是租来的房子,但因为地方大了很多,而且一家一当都是依着自己的喜好布置的,所以就很有点当家做主人的小小成就感。纵然一个人在家无所事事,从一个房间逛到另一个房间,东磨西蹭的,这边换个摆设,那里添幅小画,也可以打发很多时间。
唯一的问题是:每天早上总忍不住想要在如云堆般的被子里面多赖上一会儿,美其名曰“和我的大床好好告个别”,又常常会因为在家中“流连忘返”而导致上班无法准时,……
不过安居方可乐业--罗小K在北京的幸福生活才刚起头,可不还得一步一步慢慢来嘛? 11/5/2006 为了忘却的纪念跳舞吧,就象没有人在看;
唱歌吧,就象没有人在听;
工作吧,就象你不需要钱一样;
相爱吧,就象我们从来不曾受到过伤害;
生活吧,就象今天是最后的一天……
大结局中的金三顺,对着这首无名小诗泪流满面的那一刻,真的很美。Life is all about giving and receiving love, and nothing else. Nothing else.
Life is too short, and memory is too long.
忘却吧,就象从来不曾记得一样。 10/31/2006 Kim Sam Soon & Panorama昨晚孵在雅诗阁里看《我的名字叫金三顺》。
这是我回国后看的第一部韩剧,已经被众多女友公认为近两年来的最佳“励志片”。可惜从成都到重庆到上海,一路奔波,才断断续续地跳跃着看了一半。好在临行前好朋友给了我一套画质很不错的碟片,让我有时间在北京慢慢过瘾。只是初来北京的两周,忙着熟悉这个崭新的花花世界,购物、吃饭、按摩、泡吧、喝酒、唱歌、做头做手做脚,……还要找房子、买家具,居然忙得把酒店里的电视完全当作了摆设。
昨天爸爸回上海了,岚还在出差没有回来。于是身边突然安静了下来。下班后在国贸“巡店”一圈后,乖乖地回酒店和我的“三顺”重拾旧情。三顺真是可爱--一个三十岁、胖胖的、并不漂亮的糕点师傅,却因真实、本色的个性而让那么多人倾心(包括剧中的大帅哥振轩和电视外直流口水的小K)。正如时时以诋毁打击三顺为乐的万人迷富家子振轩最后忍不住对三顺脱口而出的告白:“你是个有魅力的女人。你的魅力就在于你不知道自己是多么的有魅力!”-- 真是贴切的评语!
不亦乐乎地一口气看了三集,把原定的游泳计划也给取消了。总算等到振轩在协议恋爱却弄假成真的三顺和青梅竹马的旧情人熙真之间搞清楚了状况而去向三顺表白,看到永远一副气鼓鼓模样的三顺委屈地质问振轩“喜欢就是喜欢,讨厌就是讨厌,干嘛要这么辛苦?”,突然很有点当头棒喝的感动。现代都市人都是太复杂的情感动物,能够象三顺这样坚持做“不发酵而自由呼吸着慢慢膨胀的面粉”的人,实属异类……
突然很想念给我碟片的朋友--有着15年交情的Jina(三顺嘟嘴的样子和她真是象极了)。一个人在北京的酒店里面,无端地寂寞起来。于是给朋友发短消息。朋友很快就有了回音。为了打发我的寂寞,还向我推荐了一本据说很适合“小资”们阅读的月刊--《万象》杂志。都是些小知识分子的信手涂鸦,格调不俗,却也不晦涩。
今天上班的路上经过了好几家书报亭,却都没有听说过《万象》。看来每座城市的品味还真是不太一样(就象北京的“一茶一座”里是不卖“千里香”(即臭豆腐)的……)。
很郁闷地向Jina写邮件抱怨在北京买不到杂志,亲爱而细心的姐妹淘立刻给我发来了《万象》的网址:http://www.lep.com.cn/wxzz/wxtg.htm
趁着今天不忙,上网读了读“万象美文”里的若干文章,确实是个消磨时光的好办法。其中很喜欢一篇题为《星沉海底》的文章,因为是谈论《小王子》的,而且和我的很多感受不谋而合:http://www.lep.com.cn/wxzz/wxmw20.htm,读来很有点遇见知音的欢喜。另外几篇谈论《花样年华》和《欲望城市》的评论也可供饭后一读。虽说都只是些小资喜欢的话题,没有多少高深的学问,但是只要可以提供阅读的乐趣,这又有何妨?
午后的北京,阳光灿烂。透过办公室里三扇巨大的窗户,可以看见一片异常开阔的天空。同Jina还有我同是“三位一体”的Judy写信来说,她也正在上海一边读着《万象》,一边享受着温暖的阳光。
这时的我,突然感到很幸福。
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后记:
今天北京的天气非常晴朗,虽然冷,却冷得很利索,很爽快。天空是难得一见的蔚蓝,蓝而且高。和岚中午遛达出去吃了一顿“米嘻米嘻”小火锅,回来的路上居然在一家小小的书报亭里意外地买到了《万象》!非常高兴!
11月28日于北京
9/4/2006 I Carry Your Heart With Me - by E.E. Cummingsi carry your heart with mee.e. cummingsi carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart (i carry it in my heart) *************************** HBO里重播In Her Shoes,当Maggie在Rose的婚礼上诵读E.E. Cummings的这首小诗时,才恍悟原来姊妹亲情也可以将一首情诗演绎得如许精彩。 临别的心绪,因为重读e.e. cummings而变得美丽柔软。热带风暴的影响已经过去,窗外可以看到阳光下的哈得逊河和对岸的New Jersey。
伸个懒腰,决定再去河边晒一次太阳。-- New York, I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) ... :-)
9/3/2006 如何说再见在Mercer门口给了老相识Doorman“小黑”一个大大的临别拥抱。老友昱冒着雨把我送出宿舍楼,Hug, hug, hug ……
终于举步迈入雨帘,依旧忍不住频频回首,发现昱始终站在门口目送着我。举着伞,向她微笑着挥手告别,心中却是依依。老友一别经年,如今难得聚首,转眼却又是长久的别离……
走在回宾馆的路上,雨始终在绵绵地下。9月初的夜晚,已经薄有初秋的凉意。昱红红的眼眶一直在脑海里浮现。后天一大早就要飞回上海了,我对这座城市的告别也差不多近尾声了……
很多朋友问我,要走了,会不会难过。我摇头说“不”--离别逼近在眼前,反而会变得不真实起来:忙着购物、打包、搬家、道别、计划归国的行程……,思维却是空白,既没有特别的哀伤,也没有特别的欢喜。今天吃午茶的时候,把这种疑惑说给意大利朋友听,他很认真地看定我:“等到飞机起飞的那一刻,你一定会不舍得的。我有过这样的体会……”
我想他也许是对的。当我们从WTC走到Chinatown,从Chinatown走到SOHO,最终在Mercer门口站定道别的时候,彼此都知道,这一次的再见,重逢也许将是遥遥无期……当朋友深深吻着我的额头,告诉我他会一直怀念我,我的心,慢慢开始痛了起来。以为自己会哭,却只是微笑着把他搂得更紧……
How to say goodbye? You can leave the city, but the city will never leave you...
从8月以来,拥抱、告别和感动似乎已成为了我的生活的一部分。
先煌当初在我搬家的时候陪我去宜家花了一整天的时间买家具,又一样一样地帮我组装,当中还居然累得睡着了……听说我要走,特地从新泽西坐了两个多小时的公交车来曼哈顿岛上同我告别……
“孔府”的老板娘婷婷是我寂寞时最好的知己,每次下班去她的酒吧坐,她都会亲自调一杯不同味道的鸡尾酒送给我。8月底搬出Newport之前,婷婷放下手中生意,与我把盏对酌,桌上自然也少不了我在孔府的最爱--姜葱龙虾……
在纽约做精神科医生的周阿姨自我初来纽约,就象家人般对我嘘寒问暖。我从NYU法学院毕业那天,她特地请假来观礼,那卷毕业典礼的录相带,被我老爸老妈当作宝贝珍藏。走之前,周阿姨全家请我在法拉盛吃饭,犹记得告别时她抱着我,又拉住我的手,只是反复地问:“难道就这样走啦?真的这样就要走了么?”……
Rosy和暑冰给我的事务所生涯带来了很多温情和快乐。在纽约工作的最后那个星期一,她们俩神神秘秘地说要来我办公室看我--居然带来了一只Build-A-Bear的粉红小熊!小熊穿着Hello Kitty的T恤和牛仔百褶裙,还会唱New York, New York!哦!我只是在很早以前曾和她们说起过好想在临走之前给自己买一只粉红小熊做留念,她们真的就记在心里了……
惜唇8月上中旬Billable Hours已经超过了300个小时,周末不愿扫我的兴,还兴高采烈地陪着我看电影、逛Columbus Avenue。那天唱完卡拉OK,抱着惜唇告别的时候,听到她叫我“Twin Sister”,眼泪忍不住就掉下来了,……
黄律师黄“帮主”和“帮主夫人”--身为百老汇演出经济的佳是俩大忙人,但还是为了筹划我的Farewell Party花了好多心思。在“钱柜”唱歌那当儿,“帮主”忙着给别人灌Sake,自己也没被少灌。半夜回家的路上,听开车的“帮主夫人”说,“帮主”在神志还算清醒的时候,就不停嘱咐她,今晚最重要的任务就是把晓旭安全送回家……真是感动得一塌糊涂……
还有昱为我煲的汤;小师弟给我买的去痘痘的药膏和唐人街的樱桃;“接班人”特地安排的送别午餐;"神仙眷侣"雯和巍送的最最对我心思的美丽项链 | |||