Tuesday, 5 June 2012
Saturday, 12 May 2012
這樣已經足夠
看到江記一篇很可愛的漫畫。
口花花,蠢蠢地,鬥個嘴,兩小(老?)無猜;簡簡單單,組個家,住公屋,煮餐飯,平淡生活,偶爾一起玩玩一起冒險,玩累了就回家抱著睡。起床後很慢很慢地做家務,感受一個家,生活的所有細節。
已經很美。想如此,只想如此。我要的從來不複雜,也不存在所謂出類拔粹。你真的誤會了。
慢慢尋索內在真正之所望。
Wednesday, 28 March 2012
Don't think too sad
Everything is unlike my imagination, do NOT push myself to death with only illusions, do NOT listen to those voices. The wall of trust broke, but I think we will recontruct it someday, me and you, only us, with smile and love, maybe just like the way I hope, maybe not.
At least there is no hate in the wound. Thank you Father.
At least there is no hate in the wound. Thank you Father.
Tuesday, 27 March 2012
Picture the larger picture
A month right after that day of the sign, the lesson started.
"Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future."
-- John F. Kennedy
Everyone has their own life, I live my own, I work out things with my limited abilities. Lord, I don't want to leave you. Please give me strengths and guide me the right way with you silent voice.
"Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future."
-- John F. Kennedy
Everyone has their own life, I live my own, I work out things with my limited abilities. Lord, I don't want to leave you. Please give me strengths and guide me the right way with you silent voice.
Tuesday, 6 March 2012
Misty mist
每逢這種濕冷多霧的天氣,便會記起2007年那個濕而低溫的冬天,冷,濕氣令我感到千把刀子在割我的骨與肉,個個窩在一田搶大衣,我也買了人生第一件羽絨。來往轉堂使我極其痛苦,罩著兜帽,抱著一疊筆記,好冷,未試過純粹因為寒風,即使穿著羽絨,也吹到一整個人僵在UC CAN外,無法前進。那年的中大就是這樣,再更誇張一些,白霧由UC罩到NA。UC水塔看不清。路過的行人看不清。連我自己在玻璃的倒影,都看不清。
我好想返中大。你記不記得2007年的冬天。
(對對,我同一後文字又放社交網站,又放在blog,有呃post之嫌,不過有寫就好啦。><)
我好想返中大。你記不記得2007年的冬天。
(對對,我同一後文字又放社交網站,又放在blog,有呃post之嫌,不過有寫就好啦。><)
Sunday, 26 February 2012
A time to change
After all these thousands days, I will never forget this day,25/2.
You raise me up, although I can see there are tears and more pains ahead. But I do.
You raise me up, although I can see there are tears and more pains ahead. But I do.
Friday, 3 February 2012
Tuesday, 31 January 2012
又
Saturday, 21 January 2012
如我隨著你

Photo by Chan Mei.
她去了杜拜,給我捎來一把雙色沙。
朋友去旅行前,會問我想要甚麼手信。感謝他們的牽掛,我總是這樣回答:「在那邊,拍一張天空的照片送我。」
朋友都不知我在搞甚麼浪漫情懷,也不問,依言拍下外地的天空。(當然也樂得省下一份手信。XD)
我真的不很熱衷出遊時購物,除非發現了甚麼特別感動我的東西。也因為懶,不想費勁在網上搜集資料,樣樣都有人說好,我分辨不來。有甚麼真是自己地方買不到,非要跑到外地買不可的呢?外地的朋友來香港,問我香港有甚麼特產,想破頭都答不上來,我這邊好吃的好玩的,你那邊都有啊。如果帶他們去女人街﹑尖沙咀那種遊客區,賣的都是香港人不會碰的商品。所謂地方特產,多數是造出來滿足遊客獵奇之心的商品,失卻了象徵一個地方的意義。
旅行的意義是離開,之於我,最珍貴的,是從未見過的風景。我不需要甚麼特產,只要你為我捏一片葉,抓一把沙,用你的眼睛,為我搜集外面的風光明媚。出於你的牽掛,送甚麼我都珍惜。
多好,你到過的地方的一部分,如今在我手裡,容我的手溫,暖著你的足跡。就像我曾經陪你走到天涯海角。
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
My private Christmas
聖誕快樂。
這個聖誕,狂推Eason的"Private Christmas Song"。從前都聽"Lonely Christmas",很喜愛,跟朋友在K房用力地唱,彷彿自己經歷過甚麼滄海。可是年紀漸長,人開始淡定,那種激烈與波動,不配合平靜的心境,無法共鳴。少聽。
偶然聽到"Private Christmas Song",一下子就給那個氣氛迷住了,卻與歌詞的哀愁無關。一個人的聖誕,不會悲傷。只要懂得如何自處,孤獨也是一種淡淡的浪漫。
為著這首歌,想找一家清靜的Bar,一個人靜靜聽歌,享受屬於我的私人時間。This is my Private Christmas song。
* * *
While this Christmas
I am falling like snowflakes at your door
As my guardian angel′s singing for someone else
Eternity stains when love has turned into pain
love must be something I don′t deserve
This is my private Christmas Song
All the memories are fading
Snow turns to rain
As tonight I am craving for those endless kisses
A melody written for someone
just as a child has its parents
This song is something you never care for
This is my Private Christmas song
This is my Private Christmas Song
* * *
感謝永遠有歌把心境道破,繼續愛Eason。
這個聖誕,狂推Eason的"Private Christmas Song"。從前都聽"Lonely Christmas",很喜愛,跟朋友在K房用力地唱,彷彿自己經歷過甚麼滄海。可是年紀漸長,人開始淡定,那種激烈與波動,不配合平靜的心境,無法共鳴。少聽。
偶然聽到"Private Christmas Song",一下子就給那個氣氛迷住了,卻與歌詞的哀愁無關。一個人的聖誕,不會悲傷。只要懂得如何自處,孤獨也是一種淡淡的浪漫。
為著這首歌,想找一家清靜的Bar,一個人靜靜聽歌,享受屬於我的私人時間。This is my Private Christmas song。
* * *
While this Christmas
I am falling like snowflakes at your door
As my guardian angel′s singing for someone else
Eternity stains when love has turned into pain
love must be something I don′t deserve
This is my private Christmas Song
All the memories are fading
Snow turns to rain
As tonight I am craving for those endless kisses
A melody written for someone
just as a child has its parents
This song is something you never care for
This is my Private Christmas song
This is my Private Christmas Song
* * *
感謝永遠有歌把心境道破,繼續愛Eason。
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