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从小就被老爸老妈说我做事三分钟热度:无论书法、弹琴、画画、手工、针线、学德语、日语、读书、写小说、集邮、溜冰、做菜,都是欢天喜地地开了头,然后就失去了兴趣。
这种不能坚持到底的毛病让我饱受父母的教训(说得严重了。。)但现在看来,这种到处种草的习惯,也不是无益的。至少很多事情我都略知一二,都可以在有闲时去做。
至少我可以在归家的路上欣赏天上的星星,然后像认人般找出我认识的星座;
至少我可以缝补破了洞的书包和衣服;
至少我可以煮出不错的菜;
至少我可以画出不错的画和津津有味地写作;
至少我可以随手拿起书来看,看着看着忘记了忧愁;
至少我会做N种体育运动,常常让人大吃一惊;
至少我对邮票、书画和钱币的价值略知一二;
至少我会弹几首名曲,会欣赏音乐;
至少我听得懂和能说几种外语,虽然只局限在日常用语和粗口;
总比什么都不会好吧?对不?
所以呢,三分钟热度,其实是对这个世界的探索,如果连这三分钟的热情都没有,大概已经对这人生失去兴趣了。这种探索,最后可能还是没有结果,但其实快乐已经存在与不断尝试中。
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凌晨,一切都静下来了。
我终于写完法律的case study。我喜欢把手头的事情一样一样有效率地完成,从这些小事得到成功的快感。
尝试将生活处理得井井有条:学习不可以太劳累,工作不可以太疯狂,锻炼和阅读不能少。所以下午去打了一下篮球,意在伸展手脚。
打球时,看到喷气飞机飞过,尾气在天空画了一条白线,似乎天空是一个蓝色的奶酪蛋糕,被切成了两半。渐渐地,太阳下山,那一道白线变成了淡红的线,这时又似乎是天空的腰带。直到打球完了,红线褪去,似乎一切都没有发生过,天空依然的明净。
我爱望天,我感叹天空的变化,色彩、云朵,都是瞬息间不断变化。这种美,是任何一个画家都无法表现,即使能把美定格,也无法将美流动。
我怀念广州的天。虽然没有星星,没有蓝蓝的天,但是有多少个晚上,自习完,一边走一边看天,似乎将所有的疲累和忧愁都化在天空里;我也曾在天台看天,惊讶地看到傍晚的天竟然有那么多色彩层次。
但我更爱澳洲的天。那种蓝,我可以用一辈子去爱。云那么白,就像柔软的棉花糖,在我心里慢慢融化。我想把这么美丽的天抓起来,寄给我的父母。可是我无法抓住这广阔的天,所以,我只能静静地,看着这一片蓝天,默默地思念我的家人。
我是望天的孩子。人可能只能困于某个地理区域,但是望着天空,永远都会感觉自由。思想,能如天空广阔,已经是最大的自由,最大的幸福。
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一个人在屋子里,开了古典音乐,泡了一壶普洱茶,打开一本书。
平静的下午,有微微的风吹拂,动人的音乐,将我与尘世的喧闹隔离。淡淡的茶香,配上几颗腰果,一边吃,一边翻动书页。
如此平凡的一天,我觉得很满足。有书,有音乐,伴随着我,让我能在时间中品味出茶香。
人生不过如此。职场拼杀,无非是想将来有闲余,可以静静地品味人生。而幸福不该来得太迟,留一个下午给自己,只有自己,看一本书,跳一支独舞,喝一杯茶,弹一首曲。
快乐可以累积,慢慢地,成为你心中平静的处女地。
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Fun of book search - [散文随笔]
2009-01-05
‘When people are united by a common love of books, the transaction between salesperson and customer can become one of life’s more memorable experience, perhaps not in large bookshops but certainly in the smaller, independent bookshops.’(Left Bank Waltz--Elaine Lewis)
I like to search second-hand books through many little bookshops. When I live in Narwee, there is a second-hand bookshop owned by an elder Australian man, Mick. He has great favor of books. Even when he has cancer, he never stops working and reading. He said he sleep for 4 hours a day and spends times mainly in reading.
I can’t read as crazy as him. But I really admire his passion about reading. So I often go to his bookshop to chat with him or help him do some simple work. He is so generous to give me great discount to buy books, sometimes for free.
With his help I buy some good books, like April Fool’s Day by Bryce Courteney, Sgarlett, a sequel written by Alexandra Ripley. I become interested in Australian books and decide to read more in the future.
Several months later, I move to Arncliffe, and start a new experience of book search. There is a local second-hand item shop run by several elder ladies. The revenue they gain will go to the charity or church. Lots of second-hand books are sold at very low price, sometimes 1 dollar each, sometimes 1 dollar a bag! I have caught a large book sale in the early December and have brought 34 books for 3 dollars!
It is crazy! After buying so many books, I start to read them every week and share my opinion with my family and friends.
I will continue my book search in my life. A booklover will never say there are too much books! -
我不喜欢运动,特别是枯燥的运动。记得小时候爸爸总是带我去滨江边跑步,他在前面跑,我偷偷地在后面走走站站。旁边是浑浊的珠江水,身边穿插着行人,感觉别提多别扭。若干年后,爸爸揭发:你真是懒且狡猾,偷懒还以为我看不到,就因为你缺乏锻炼才那么瘦弱!
跑步我不喜欢,但我最喜欢的是爬山。广州只有一座白云山,不高,但我仍是兴致勃勃地去爬,专走崎岖小路,有时手脚并用,在途中摘花拔竹,跟父母聊东聊西。走累了,可以在山腰的亭子里,吃妈妈带来的水果,喝几口山泉水。虽然爬山很累,可是那种兴奋、快乐和舒畅,是其他运动不能比拟的。
如今,站在悉尼一个小山坡上,我想起了爬山的日子。妈妈总要上班,只有周末有空,平时在家各有各的事做。所以周末一家人去活动活动是很难得的。我想,令我快乐的,不单单是爬山本身,而是一家人快快乐乐,无忧无虑的感觉。
同是山,却不是同样的情。山路遥遥,能通到我爱的家么?









