<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096</id><updated>2011-09-04T20:38:20.252+08:00</updated><category term='9. 你我他她它'/><category term='6. 旅遊'/><category term='1. 畫'/><category term='其他'/><category term='2. 梵谷'/><category term='3. 書'/><category term='7. 天氣'/><category term='5. 電影'/><category term='4. 寫'/><category term='8. 快樂'/><title type='text'>阿瓦的Past Attachment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8508708715984933635</id><published>2010-03-15T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:18:50.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>三月</title><content type='html'>跟據天文台紀錄, 三月是香港一年裡最大霧的月份. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;坐在窗前, 對岸的大廈全都消失了, 連人都消失了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;香港變得好靜.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;低頭, 喝咖啡, 看書.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8508708715984933635?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8508708715984933635/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8508708715984933635' title='75 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8508708715984933635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8508708715984933635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='三月'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>75</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2137091739830569789</id><published>2009-12-15T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:27:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>閒聊之三</title><content type='html'>我問髮型師, 染紅色好, 啡色好, 還是藍色好?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說, 紅色好......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啡色也好......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;藍色都好......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說, 不染好不好?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說, 不染也好, 可以做treatment, 不傷頭髮, 更好.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來, 甚麼也是好.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是太好了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然我感到很幸福.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2137091739830569789?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2137091739830569789/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2137091739830569789' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2137091739830569789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2137091739830569789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_15.html' title='閒聊之三'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-972397490148835240</id><published>2009-12-14T10:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:27:40.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>閒聊之二</title><content type='html'>朋友在看心理醫生.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說, 有病醫病, 無病強身.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都瘋了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在一個更傻的人面前, 我突然變回了一個正常人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說, 妳就是叫正常人, 妳忘了? 我小時候是這樣叫妳的啊. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起來了, 唸書的時候, 我們老是鬥嘴, 我說他是傻仔, 他就叫我正常人.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一下子過了那些年, 我們都長大了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們都不是傻仔, 也不是正常人, 卡在兩者當中, 所以要看醫生.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-972397490148835240?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/972397490148835240/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=972397490148835240' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/972397490148835240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/972397490148835240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_14.html' title='閒聊之二'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7202397908865346740</id><published>2009-12-09T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:14:33.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><title type='text'>閒聊</title><content type='html'>生活得快樂的道理只有一個. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要想太多.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7202397908865346740?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7202397908865346740/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7202397908865346740' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7202397908865346740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7202397908865346740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='閒聊'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5136689221564903596</id><published>2009-09-30T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:07:17.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>Between Summer &amp; Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SsLIgXC5ZeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/keWlKW7QG90/s1600-h/autumn+landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387088562556069346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SsLIgXC5ZeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/keWlKW7QG90/s400/autumn+landscape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在九月最後的一天，沒有陽光的正午十二時，呼出所有夏日的鬱悶．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把過往寫過的重新分類，弄好了，明白了何謂自得其樂．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;香港的夏特別漫長，我揮著汗，把四五六七八月都蒸發掉．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我將要混和在秋冬之中．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切喧鬧，已是身後之事．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5136689221564903596?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5136689221564903596/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5136689221564903596' title='6 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5136689221564903596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5136689221564903596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/09/between-summer-autumn.html' title='Between Summer &amp; Autumn'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SsLIgXC5ZeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/keWlKW7QG90/s72-c/autumn+landscape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8024340630967301420</id><published>2009-09-09T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SqeJMuj7DiI/AAAAAAAAB9U/nIg3YDZucgs/s1600-h/piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379419131667484194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SqeJMuj7DiI/AAAAAAAAB9U/nIg3YDZucgs/s320/piggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8024340630967301420?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8024340630967301420/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8024340630967301420' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8024340630967301420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8024340630967301420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/09/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SqeJMuj7DiI/AAAAAAAAB9U/nIg3YDZucgs/s72-c/piggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3007108788697376083</id><published>2009-08-13T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>My Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SoPXUl35dVI/AAAAAAAAB88/MdwNPVKfbRc/s1600-h/sun_flower_2_8_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SoPXUl35dVI/AAAAAAAAB88/MdwNPVKfbRc/s320/sun_flower_2_8_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369371929519682898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3007108788697376083?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3007108788697376083/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3007108788697376083' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3007108788697376083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3007108788697376083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sunshine.html' title='My Sunshine'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SoPXUl35dVI/AAAAAAAAB88/MdwNPVKfbRc/s72-c/sun_flower_2_8_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6421351452904853101</id><published>2009-03-28T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>摔了一跤的傷痕</title><content type='html'>昨天，下了一整天的毛毛雨．我看雨那麼細，外出時就沒有打傘，急步過馬路時，結結實實地摔了一跤．除了弄得一身濕，也不覺那兒痛．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，拿錢包出來的時候，才發現它被刮花了，應該是昨天摔倒時，它擦過地面，弄花了．錢包是新買的，才用了兩個星期，看著那花了的一角，很不開心．這個錢包我選了很久，上一次買錢包，至少是５年前的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再有機會拿錢包出來的時候，我又再看那刮花了的一角，不斷看不斷看，撫著那磨損了的地方，越看就越不開心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著看著，我就想，其實那刮花了的，只在背面的其中一角，大概佔二十分之一罷，是我自己，把那一小處的瑕疵不斷在心裡放大，跟自己過不去．整個錢包，也還是好好的．為甚麼要著眼於那二十分之一的地方呢？我真傻啊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有，如果摔倒時不是錢包先著地，刮損的一定是我的手罷，它可救了我啊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想到這裡，心裡很平靜，我的錢包，沒錯是有一道傷痕，但依然美麗．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6421351452904853101?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6421351452904853101/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6421351452904853101' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6421351452904853101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6421351452904853101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_28.html' title='摔了一跤的傷痕'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7090679662493226841</id><published>2009-03-26T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>鴨子</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Scte290mAlI/AAAAAAAAB78/02_SCwO9SUM/s1600-h/Duck%2520on%2520Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Scte290mAlI/AAAAAAAAB78/02_SCwO9SUM/s320/Duck%2520on%2520Lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317448083442106962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一隻被遺忘了的鴨子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在岸邊，左看看，右看看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰也沒有，同伴游到那裡去呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倒影中，我看見自己站在天空裡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天很藍，雲在浮．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我仍會努力地游．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;享受著湖水的清涼．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明年，當春天再來，期待著溫暖的陽光．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7090679662493226841?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7090679662493226841/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7090679662493226841' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7090679662493226841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7090679662493226841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_26.html' title='鴨子'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Scte290mAlI/AAAAAAAAB78/02_SCwO9SUM/s72-c/Duck%2520on%2520Lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5370848664408393337</id><published>2009-03-24T14:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>我有一個好朋友，叫電腦．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它也是我的米飯班主，一星期五天，每天對著它10個小時．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論有甚麼心事，開心不開心，我也對它說．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打打打，寫寫寫，最熟悉的聲音，來自鍵盤．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它最可靠，無論是甚麼時候，我想說甚麼，它都聽我．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5370848664408393337?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5370848664408393337/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5370848664408393337' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5370848664408393337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5370848664408393337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_24.html' title='無題'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-315596802528079088</id><published>2009-03-20T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>巴士底監獄</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/ScNIBqtU1kI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zSOLaI_Tqhc/s1600-h/Prise_de_la_Bastille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/ScNIBqtU1kI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zSOLaI_Tqhc/s320/Prise_de_la_Bastille.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315171178708784706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了法國大革命的展覽．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;許多文物，都是畫作．在生活越來越忙的今天，沒太多人會有心情細讀歷史鉅著上的一字一句．一幅畫放在眼前，具體的圖像和色彩，有時更勝千言萬語．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１８世紀的法國，人生而不平等，貴族擁有特權，平民被欺壓．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最令我深刻的，即使是死，也死得不平等．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;貴族，會用利劍或斧頭行刑，很快就沒有知覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但普通人，會問吊，或由２０米高的柱被拋在路上，又或是被馬車活生生地輾過，慢慢地死．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，是一位醫生，發明了一視同仁的死法，就是斷頭台．以機械方法，把死亡的時間盡量縮短．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啟蒙運動，彷如黑暗中的電燈泡．每個人，都應生而平等和自由．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巴黎民眾攻陷了巴士底監獄，代表自由的釋放．那兒，曾經囚禁了許多哲學家．身體雖然被困，但思想還是自由的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;盧梭說：「人是生而自由的，但卻常困在枷鎖裡．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，沒有巴士底監獄，但枷鎖還有不少．存在於世界，本身就是一種規限．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-315596802528079088?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/315596802528079088/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=315596802528079088' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/315596802528079088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/315596802528079088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_20.html' title='巴士底監獄'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/ScNIBqtU1kI/AAAAAAAAB7M/zSOLaI_Tqhc/s72-c/Prise_de_la_Bastille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1759245476782752721</id><published>2009-03-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>聽別人說書</title><content type='html'>一聽到別人說甚麼書好看，我就會忍不住想找來看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在CR那裡看到m小姐說起邱妙津，好像很好看的樣子．今天，跑了好幾間大小書店，都找不到她的《蒙馬特遺書》，有的只是《鱷魚手記》，很喜歡封底的一段話：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　不要再相互靠近，毀滅不會終止的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　在你的未來，我想告訴你：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　打破任何我讓你產生的想像，努力去愛一個人，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　但不要過份愛一個人，適度地愛，也不能完全不愛，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　那種愛足夠讓你知道現實裡怎樣作對他才是好的，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　那種愛足夠讓你有動力竭盡所能善待對方．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　即使你因而不愛我了，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　但沒有關係，我希望你現在和未來活得好，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　那就是努力去愛別人，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　雖然我可能無法完全免於悲傷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡她說的話，但又有點害怕，因為，她只選擇活二十六年．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我最終沒有買．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讓我儲夠正能量的時候，再去看她．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後記：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期天，終於在銅鑼灣的開益書店找到了《蒙馬特遺書》．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在陽光普照，藍天白雲下，看了她寫給她的兩封書信．我想，她從來沒有適應過這個世界．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會再挑一個晴朗的早晨，細讀其他的書信．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1759245476782752721?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1759245476782752721/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6873621588699423111</id><published>2009-03-08T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>花花世界</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SbNKvBF2wNI/AAAAAAAAB7E/CcF-1UXKqVk/s1600-h/200903082544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SbNKvBF2wNI/AAAAAAAAB7E/CcF-1UXKqVk/s320/200903082544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310670557207249106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天一早就睡醒了，遇上久違了的星期天早晨．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幹甚麼好呢，我一個人跑去了花墟買花．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天看電視，說起有關快樂的研究．原來一個人是否快樂，四成來自遺傳，兩成來自環境際遇，餘下的四成，可以自己控制．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空仍然陰，冷冷的，我無法改變．但至少，我可以買一束花送給自己．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;插好了，整個天空好像突然亮起來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又想起Yes Man的一段話：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界本來是一個遊樂場，我們小時候都知道的，可是不知怎樣，長大了，就忘記了．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6873621588699423111?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6873621588699423111/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6873621588699423111' title='8 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6873621588699423111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6873621588699423111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html' title='花花世界'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SbNKvBF2wNI/AAAAAAAAB7E/CcF-1UXKqVk/s72-c/200903082544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1116685920398499796</id><published>2009-03-05T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>早晨啊</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Sa7NBUHloAI/AAAAAAAAB68/w7IsCUYNyp0/s1600-h/526553734_78897a09f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Sa7NBUHloAI/AAAAAAAAB68/w7IsCUYNyp0/s320/526553734_78897a09f9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309406433180491778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有開心不開心，都是自己給自己的，不是別人給你的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在夜深，很多人在享受晚上寧靜的時光，但我，是無可奈何，只想睡得像一頭豬．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天下雨了，有人怕煩要打傘，但我很開心，下大雨很涼快很清新．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天返工，許多人愁眉苦臉，但在我住的大廈那位客戶服務小姐，每天也滿臉笑容地跟我說早晨．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在夜深，我胡亂地寫點東西．明早，我會好好的給她一個笑容，跟她說聲早，打著傘，開開心心上班去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望你們也有開心的一天．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1116685920398499796?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1116685920398499796/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1116685920398499796' title='14 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1116685920398499796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1116685920398499796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='早晨啊'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Sa7NBUHloAI/AAAAAAAAB68/w7IsCUYNyp0/s72-c/526553734_78897a09f9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5343053864711585476</id><published>2009-02-22T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>冷</title><content type='html'>起來，很冷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛下了一場大雪，雪厚得好像永遠也不會溶掉的樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四周也冰硬的，本來熟悉的路，現在看出去，只剩白濛濛一片．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本來很近的房屋，好像相差十萬八千里．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打開門走了幾步，已經迷路了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只好躲在房子內，希望總有放晴的一天．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5343053864711585476?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5343053864711585476/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5343053864711585476' title='8 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5343053864711585476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5343053864711585476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_22.html' title='冷'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5501582650353893115</id><published>2009-02-08T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:35:47.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>沉沉大病一場</title><content type='html'>很久沒有這樣狠狠地病．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;發燒退燒再發燒，剛剛度過，39.4，比昨天的38.4更高．已經與panadol糾纏了兩天．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的手，我的腳，好像不再屬於我．睡得太多，在廳裡踱步，好像隨時會踢到自己的手和腳．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整個人也糊里糊塗的，看電視的時候打瞌睡，睡覺的時候頭痛．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;頭重得要倒在地上，臉頰在發燙．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一會兒覺得冷，一會兒又很熱，全身在冒汗．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食不下嚥，連喝一口水，喉嚨也在投訴．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;盡量忍著不能咳，一咳，整個胃都好像會掉出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從未如此真實感受過身體每一部分的存在，直至今天，我的骨和肉跟我的靈魂，已經分離．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界突然變得很安靜，好像只有我自己一個．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天會再去看醫生，我會把這一篇列印出來，給醫生看．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5501582650353893115?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5501582650353893115/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5501582650353893115' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5501582650353893115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5501582650353893115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_08.html' title='沉沉大病一場'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5196813957582758423</id><published>2009-02-04T18:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>聲音</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYlsuQeSpwI/AAAAAAAAB6I/61_Lnqi1C84/s1600-h/0060020111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYlsuQeSpwI/AAAAAAAAB6I/61_Lnqi1C84/s320/0060020111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298885978529900290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經，因為動聽的聲音，似有還無地喜歡過一個人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時，因為工作的緣故，常常和他通電話，熟絡起來後，還會聊一點工作以外的東西．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的聲音很溫柔，怎麼說呢？要用文字形容聲音，真令我詞窮．只是，他說起話來，像在唱歌．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其後轉工轉工再轉工，他更轉到不同的行業，大家已有許多年沒有聯絡．我跟他，其實談不上是朋友．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些人你特別喜歡他的面孔，有些人你特別喜歡他的幽默，有些人你特別喜歡他的博學，我特別懷念他的聲音．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前幾天，我正在街上跟朋友高談闊論，身後有人喚我：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「聽見妳的聲音，真是妳啊！妳好嗎？好多年沒見啊．．．．．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來，你也沒有忘記我的聲音．單憑聲音，就把我從人群中認出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要形容一個人的聲音很難，要記著一個人的聲音卻很容易．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，世上最美妙的聲音，一定是愛人的聲音罷，即使像豬叫，還真的覺得是天籟．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5196813957582758423?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5196813957582758423/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5196813957582758423' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5196813957582758423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5196813957582758423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='聲音'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYlsuQeSpwI/AAAAAAAAB6I/61_Lnqi1C84/s72-c/0060020111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7232264931213894878</id><published>2009-01-26T18:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>歡樂年年</title><content type='html'>一直很討厭賀年歌，最怕的算是：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「年又過年，共慶歡樂年年」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「迎春花開，帶來了好年華」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一開電視一定聽到，經過商場又在播．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是要多老土就多老土，要多吵有多吵．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不禁在想，賀年歌的存在意義是甚麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;賀年歌算是一種positive thinking罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不斷重複，灌輸正面積極的思想．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在經濟逆轉，人心惶惶的今天，也許賀年歌更具存在意義．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;態度決定一切，只要相信，新一年定會更好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7232264931213894878?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7232264931213894878/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7232264931213894878' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7232264931213894878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7232264931213894878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_26.html' title='歡樂年年'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5836179873429188711</id><published>2009-01-18T17:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:39:41.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>與時並進 - 由靈格風說起</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SXLxH5dxHbI/AAAAAAAAB50/KmKPjl0Abw4/s1600-h/2556444075_c50f70f10e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SXLxH5dxHbI/AAAAAAAAB50/KmKPjl0Abw4/s320/2556444075_c50f70f10e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292557630100807090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;靈格風在香港已有48年歷史，標榜自學外語，開始時相當成功．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從前的社會沒那麼國際化，專上教育未普及，學外語，特別是英文，已比人走得前走得快．聽聽卡式錄音帶，拿著一本英文書，已經夠潮．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來，CD、 VCD、DVD、互聯網的出現，為學習帶來許多新思維．要自學語言，選擇數之不盡．但一切來得太易的時候，人的惰性又會浮出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但聰明的生意人或正面點說，是教育工作者，針對科技與人的弱點，提出了新意：互動教學．冷冰冰的科技，從不能針對個人需要．後來居上的Wall Street Institute，就有外籍教師活生生地站在你面前，聽你說，糾正閣下的發音．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，最近有一個與時並進的例子，卻看得我目瞪口呆．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黃大仙祠居然推出網上祈福服務，可網上祈拜網上上香．祠內有數據處理庫，7日內，道長會將閣下的願望火化送達神明．據說，藉此可吸納更多年青人．今年，市民可以不用再擠去上頭炷香，上網click一click就可以！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想不到，科技越發達，不單人與人的關係會越疏離，其它也一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一件事，也叫我目瞪口呆，再加幾分難過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有一個好朋友，曾經，我們促膝談過許多心事，可說是一起成長．最近他結婚了，也用了一個與時並進的方法邀請我去飲宴：只在我另一個好朋友的Face Book上留言．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我開始分不清甚麼是與時並進，甚麼是與時並退．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5836179873429188711?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5836179873429188711/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5836179873429188711' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5836179873429188711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5836179873429188711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_18.html' title='與時並進 - 由靈格風說起'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SXLxH5dxHbI/AAAAAAAAB50/KmKPjl0Abw4/s72-c/2556444075_c50f70f10e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2429103270116032792</id><published>2009-01-11T19:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>章子怡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SWnS9ASOnHI/AAAAAAAABuU/BjxUNp4SWh4/s1600-h/2046866_545060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SWnS9ASOnHI/AAAAAAAABuU/BjxUNp4SWh4/s320/2046866_545060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289991182813666418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;國內的女星，只喜歡章子怡和周迅．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她倆有甚麼不同？最大的不同，是傳媒一面倒地不喜歡章子怡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;章子怡很漂亮，她不是那種一看會令你覺得驚為天人的類型．但她的面孔，有一種別人沒有的清秀，眉宇間很倔強．由「我的父親母親」裡的純樸姑娘，「臥虎藏龍」的打女，「夜宴」裡霸道的婉後，「十面埋伏」的舞伎，她演的角色，每個都不一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傳媒對她的批評，從未停止過．但她的罪狀，不外乎這幾項：跟導演對手傳緋聞、和富家公子拍拖、以國際巨星自居、英文差．近期的，當然是在沙灘上跟未婚夫被偷拍的所謂艷照．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，有那個女明星沒有緋聞？和公子拍拖又怎樣？她拍了許多大製作，曾獲奧斯卡提名，的確是國際明星．英文不是她的母語，但在「藝伎回憶錄」，她以全英語上陣，還獲金球獎影后提名．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在加勒比海曬日光浴，並沒有錯．當時的她，還在看書《女皇武則天和盛世唐玄宗》，為電影做準備．她沒有餵男伴食提子，反而是未婚夫拿毛巾給她．不過，這次傳媒的用字與批評更兇更狠，可能是未婚夫有錢又英俊的關係罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個藝人都想成名，她走的捷徑，我不認為比別人更多．只是，她是少數十分成功的一個．而且，即使不獲傳媒歡心，不靠傳媒吹捧，依然大紅大紫，這應該更難，亦令傳媒更氣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她說得好：「榮辱不驚，明天才會更美麗．」&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2429103270116032792?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2429103270116032792/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2429103270116032792' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2429103270116032792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2429103270116032792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='章子怡'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SWnS9ASOnHI/AAAAAAAABuU/BjxUNp4SWh4/s72-c/2046866_545060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3252022104358016715</id><published>2008-12-31T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:08:50.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>空白</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SVsgyQ9wSHI/AAAAAAAABuM/yQTZ4G0t-M8/s1600-h/2008-12-31_151357.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SVsgyQ9wSHI/AAAAAAAABuM/yQTZ4G0t-M8/s200/2008-12-31_151357.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285854635568941170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對大部份人而言, 空白是貶詞.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;空白 = 沒有 缺乏 空洞 單調 虛無&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;怕腦袋空白, 所以胡思亂想也當成在思考. 怕生活空白, 所以人做我又做便是充實.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;為什麼空白不可以等於純真 潔淨 平靜 祥和&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;我愛空白.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;我的腦袋現在一片空白, 很享受.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3252022104358016715?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3252022104358016715/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3252022104358016715' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3252022104358016715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3252022104358016715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='空白'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SVsgyQ9wSHI/AAAAAAAABuM/yQTZ4G0t-M8/s72-c/2008-12-31_151357.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8671293329527751359</id><published>2008-11-30T23:50:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:09.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>鼓勵</title><content type='html'>快要畢業了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;應該要為畢業的功課而畫初稿，已經想好主題．既然上次去歐洲看過他，就畫他曾經畫過的風景今天的樣子好了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是散漫的我，遲遲仍未動筆．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近來都懶洋洋，可能是天氣太冷，身體又有點不舒服，情緒好像氣溫一樣，一天比一天低落．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，坐港鐵去荔枝角站，正要出閘的時候，匆匆忙忙的一瞥，我呆住了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK5AOUKhoI/AAAAAAAABt0/P6ngBdjx43Q/s1600-h/200811302314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK5AOUKhoI/AAAAAAAABt0/P6ngBdjx43Q/s320/200811302314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274481527098082946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是一個小小的展覽，中學生的畫作，其中兩張，就是在模彷他的畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真是巧合嗎？我會相信，是梵谷在鼓勵我．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情好像今天的氣溫一樣，回升了一點點．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK6SOTIW5I/AAAAAAAABt8/C4CzcvF2y7c/s1600-h/200811302311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK6SOTIW5I/AAAAAAAABt8/C4CzcvF2y7c/s200/200811302311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274482935843019666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK6ebCoHVI/AAAAAAAABuE/9pzwTTGTMaU/s1600-h/200811302313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK6ebCoHVI/AAAAAAAABuE/9pzwTTGTMaU/s200/200811302313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274483145421888850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8671293329527751359?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8671293329527751359/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8671293329527751359' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8671293329527751359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8671293329527751359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title='鼓勵'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/STK5AOUKhoI/AAAAAAAABt0/P6ngBdjx43Q/s72-c/200811302314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7657272055525122248</id><published>2008-11-21T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>Rene Magritte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SSYhWgopYVI/AAAAAAAABs0/f-m7BcvHhiM/s1600-h/magritte08.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SSYhWgopYVI/AAAAAAAABs0/f-m7BcvHhiM/s320/magritte08.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270937084485001554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶然從Google看到這個為紀念Rene Magritte誕辰110年而設計的標誌．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rene Magritte被歸入為超現實主義．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他畫的東西，其實都很現實，很生活化，一看就知他畫的是甚麼，但細看之下又不知他畫的是甚麼．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;簡單而言，是我在畫你，但我想表達的，並不是你本身．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SSYqKAyFUCI/AAAAAAAABtE/-acp-RNFXug/s1600-h/f927-magritte~La-victoire-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SSYqKAyFUCI/AAAAAAAABtE/-acp-RNFXug/s200/f927-magritte~La-victoire-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270946765380866082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;年中去荷蘭和法國時，曾順路到比利時的布魯塞爾逗留了一天，很匆忙地走訪皇家美術館．很遺憾地，美術館太大，畫太多，離閉館只剩一小時，我最終錯過了Rene Magritte．如果將來再去比利時，去看他的畫，應該會是最主要的原因．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我是詩人，不是畫家．」他自己說的．他的畫，令人感到寧靜和溫柔．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你看著我，但你看到的並不是我．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7657272055525122248?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7657272055525122248/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7657272055525122248' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7657272055525122248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7657272055525122248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/11/rene-magritte.html' title='Rene Magritte'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SSYhWgopYVI/AAAAAAAABs0/f-m7BcvHhiM/s72-c/magritte08.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8316475791231356731</id><published>2008-11-14T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>左右</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SR0aF2-5nXI/AAAAAAAABss/of499vnbARY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SR0aF2-5nXI/AAAAAAAABss/of499vnbARY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268395827054353778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;由幼稚園起，我就知道．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上體育課，從熱身操開始，我就是最突出的一個．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人人都舉左手，我出右手．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人人伸展左腳，我會踏出右腳．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕集體動作，為了隱藏缺點，只好慢半拍才出手出腳．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直至小學，校園比幼稚園大多了，要排隊行樓梯上課室，規定了左上右落，每天如是，我才勉強分出左右．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了中學，所有中一仔都要參加陸運會的啦啦隊，我的惡夢又再開始．只好保持動作含蓄，手不舉得太高，腳不伸得太出，幸好我算是班裡比較高的一群（又長得不漂亮），不用站前排．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在，最怕人問路，怕誤人入歧途．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看見人跳舞，只有羨慕的份兒．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，人大了（老了），面皮開始厚起來，不再怕被人笑，我踏出了重要的一步，參加了跳舞班．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還是老樣子，簡單的四步，也陣腳大亂，後後左右前前左右，看完老師示範，仍一頭霧水．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我的舞伴令我自卑感極重，當我不知所措的時候，他就在概括，說其實只是不斷重複前前後後這樣那樣啊，簡單極了．他說完，我馬上做對了，可是跳了一會，我又忘了又亂了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老羞成怒，唯有多踩他兩腳，以洩心頭之憤．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，我還是很快樂．原來把自己的缺點完完全全地暴露出來，是一件很愉快的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在生活裡，習慣了隱藏缺點，又或是妖言惑眾地把缺點說成優點．難得有一個機會，面對它．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8316475791231356731?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8316475791231356731/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8316475791231356731' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8316475791231356731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8316475791231356731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_14.html' title='左右'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SR0aF2-5nXI/AAAAAAAABss/of499vnbARY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5509289228713475876</id><published>2008-11-05T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>一隻小小鳥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQvVagGo2YI/AAAAAAAABsk/18gQjDvgsUY/s1600-h/206381105_dc4a723f0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263535240783649154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQvVagGo2YI/AAAAAAAABsk/18gQjDvgsUY/s320/206381105_dc4a723f0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甚麼時候一隻小鳥比一座山還要大？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是當那隻小鳥在你眼前的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是當你的眼裡只看見牠的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣，再也看不見其他美麗的風景．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漸漸地，生活失去了平衡，看不清前路．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;經濟轉差，讀報時看到開始有人自殺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有年輕的女孩失戀，要自殺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到這些報導，心裡都會很不舒服．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;差利說「用特寫鏡頭看生活，生活是一個悲劇．但用長鏡頭看，生活就是一部喜劇．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果眼裡只聚焦著一件事一個人，世界會變得很小，生活變得很累．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;禪說痛苦源自偏執，西方的智慧說要Let Go．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跑遠一點，跑開那一點，世界其實很大．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人都會死，不用急．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們只是一隻小小鳥，世界比我們大很多很多，所以，可以自由地飛翔．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5509289228713475876?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5509289228713475876/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5509289228713475876' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5509289228713475876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5509289228713475876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='一隻小小鳥'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQvVagGo2YI/AAAAAAAABsk/18gQjDvgsUY/s72-c/206381105_dc4a723f0c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-994207282245979151</id><published>2008-10-29T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>我的機械人女友</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQf-pxRxSNI/AAAAAAAABsc/8fA4i9fbP_s/s1600-h/CyborgGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262454683161675986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQf-pxRxSNI/AAAAAAAABsc/8fA4i9fbP_s/s320/CyborgGirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這戲，看了很久．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個故事很複雜，機械人，時空交錯，地震，生離死別，復活，改變命運．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要很概括地說，這個故事要說的是後悔．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他老了的時候，心裡一直因為在地震前未能回鄉探望親人而耿耿於懷．知道自己命中有許多刧數，很可能會死於天災意外．於是，他用一生所有，製造了一個女機械人，返回過去，拯救當時的自己，彌補遺憾．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女機械照著自己喜歡的類型而造，美麗無瑕的外表，力大無窮，無論怎樣，總在保護他．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;年少時戇直的他，很快愛上了無所不能的機械人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但她的完美，就正是她的不完美．漸漸地，他若有所失．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她從不妒忌，不生氣，無論發生甚麼事，只會對他好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我只希望妳說，能夠感覺得到我的心．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後她在地震中為了救他而犧牲了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他和她的故事，感動了未來世界一個和她長得一模一樣的女孩子，女孩接收了機械人的記憶，回到過去，跟他一起生活．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上機械人，因為她總在對他好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若有所失，也因為她只會待他好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真矛盾．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至於遺憾，總相信，無論往回走多少遍，人生總有缺失．老了回頭一看，抱怨自己在某時某地沒有完成一些事，奢想，如果時光可以倒流，我一定不會錯過，一定會這樣那樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，真的讓你回到過去，完成了那件讓你不能釋懷的事後，你已不是原先的那個你，心裡一定另有一些讓你放不開的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開始相信，遺憾，只是一種想法，著眼不能復還的人與事，只會令人錯失現在．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快樂，可以很簡單，但許多人都做不到．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-994207282245979151?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/994207282245979151/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=994207282245979151' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/994207282245979151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/994207282245979151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_29.html' title='我的機械人女友'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SQf-pxRxSNI/AAAAAAAABsc/8fA4i9fbP_s/s72-c/CyborgGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-73820349928672668</id><published>2008-10-06T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>給妳一個茶煲</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOhjZSuERpI/AAAAAAAABQk/VkF5SVyQ2UA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253558251500619410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOhjZSuERpI/AAAAAAAABQk/VkF5SVyQ2UA/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近的畫畫課悶透了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師源著美術史教我們，印象主義、後印象主義、野獸派、立體派、未來派、表現主義．．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每次功課的主題就是用不同派別的手法去作畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沉悶的，是每次所畫的物件都大同小異．而茶煲，總是其中一份子，出現的次數頻繁得叫人生厭．畫了許多遍，沒興趣再畫，畫畫本子一直呆在桌子上．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，假期太多，不做功課，說不過去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當我一筆一筆畫著的時候，開始對茶煲有了不一樣的感情．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個茶煲，是一個客觀的存在．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;野獸派用粗獷的筆觸，強烈的色彩去表達它，沒有細節，是一種抒發．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到未來派的手中，它總是流動著，有節奏地永遠向前，充滿希望．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;立體派從不同角度觀察它，把它破壞再重組，好像在對我唱著：「妳所知的我其實是那面？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;表現主義用上沉鬱厚重的色調，自然而豐厚的情感，世界總被罩上一層藍和灰．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個茶煲，只是一個茶煲．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而妳，卻是活生生的，要怎樣表達它，是一個選擇，在妳的手裡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;試過野獸派、立體派、表現主義了，今天，我們畫一個未來派的茶煲好嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;茶煲旁，還要畫兩個杯子和美味的蛋糕．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-73820349928672668?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/73820349928672668/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=73820349928672668' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/73820349928672668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/73820349928672668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='給妳一個茶煲'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOhjZSuERpI/AAAAAAAABQk/VkF5SVyQ2UA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8975856291812269487</id><published>2008-09-30T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>給妳一張Shopping List</title><content type='html'>朋友是一個很有規率的人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活忙碌，但瑣事太多，為了不想忘記購買需要的日用品，他的袋子內永遠有一張Shopping List，把要買的東西寫下來，買了後就把它劃去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常笑他，用腦記著不就可以了嗎？你很老土啊，好像師奶一樣，常從袋子裡拿一張爛紙出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;久而久之，他不僅把要買的東西記下，也把想知道的東西記下．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，我問他，甚麼是迷你債券？他沒答我，卻又把爛紙拿出來，寫下：甚麼是迷你債券？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從事金融業的他原來也不知道，說會上網查查看．數天後，他真的給我找來一篇相關文章．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能爛紙對他來說太有效率，漸漸地，又混進一些奇怪的東西．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOIPW8zhHOI/AAAAAAAABQE/sJ8Kz8GDoOQ/s1600-h/Smiley_step_3_106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOIPW8zhHOI/AAAAAAAABQE/sJ8Kz8GDoOQ/s200/Smiley_step_3_106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251777002421165282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一次，我看見在買牙膏和鞋子兩項中間，夾著一項「今天要有好心情」，還畫了一個哈哈笑．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說，這樣就不會忘記．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妳也可以幫我買點東西嗎？不要忘記最重要的一項「今天要有好心情」啊．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8975856291812269487?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8975856291812269487/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8975856291812269487' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8975856291812269487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8975856291812269487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/09/shopping-list.html' title='給妳一張Shopping List'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SOIPW8zhHOI/AAAAAAAABQE/sJ8Kz8GDoOQ/s72-c/Smiley_step_3_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5649136682537606900</id><published>2008-09-29T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>給妳一扇窗</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SN9o2IpstAI/AAAAAAAABP8/fnunRMQBnyo/s1600-h/BlueSky.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251030969781892098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SN9o2IpstAI/AAAAAAAABP8/fnunRMQBnyo/s320/BlueSky.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她終於都走了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知這幾個月是怎樣捱過去的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果相信進化論，人，原來可以不斷調節去適應生活中的無常．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常言道：風景不轉心境轉，煩惱來自偏執.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她走了，她來了，世界從沒有改變過，只是我們看得太少．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活裡有許多扇窗，有看出去冷冰冰灰黑一片的，也有一扇窗，從那兒可看見溫暖的藍天白雲，要耐心去找．不過，至少，先把窗簾拉開來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我替妳翻了天文台的記錄，香港的晴天比雨天多，夏天比冬天長，不要擔心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有，不能倒下來的時候，其實不一定要站起來，可以坐下來，也可以先睡一覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啦啦隊在旁為妳打氣，妳沒看見嗎？吵得很啊．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5649136682537606900?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5649136682537606900/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5649136682537606900' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5649136682537606900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5649136682537606900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_29.html' title='給妳一扇窗'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SN9o2IpstAI/AAAAAAAABP8/fnunRMQBnyo/s72-c/BlueSky.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7260288008633969077</id><published>2008-09-07T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>書店</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGJw_opslI/AAAAAAAABOM/Z4PmjOU7aXY/s1600-h/200808242187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGJw_opslI/AAAAAAAABOM/Z4PmjOU7aXY/s320/200808242187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238119316417262162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知道這裡是那裡嗎？照片是我拍的，但我開始忘記．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是書店，沒錯，但沒多少人可以說出是那一間罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我家樓下有一家書店，但我老是記不起它是三聯，商務還是中華．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;香港的大型連鎖書店中，最有特色是Page One，賣許多英文書，藝術書，另類書．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外，大眾也很有自己的風格．簡單來說，就是和Page One剛好相反，走大眾化路線，對，就正正是它的名字．除了書，賣許多文具，影碟，一家大小，各有所好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果Page One與大眾是兩極，那麼，三聯，商務和中華就是毫無性格地在中間游走著的份子．差不多的佈置，倒模般的書架．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逛書店的感覺，是越來越吵，只站著一會，一定有小孩子在身邊跑來跑去，阿媽叫仔的聲音此起彼落．其中一個原因，是因為書店賣中小學教科書補充練習的地方越來越大．沒辦法，很明白，這也許是最好銷量的部分．但可以不播放那些教英文的光碟嗎．．．．Ap...ple！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我遺下了一間很重要的，我知道，寫這一篇，就是為了掉念它．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對天地，從來都有特別的感情，因為它是亦舒小說的出版商．知道尖沙咀店遷了新址，專程跑去看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;照片就是在新天地拍的，但它，已不是我的天地．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7260288008633969077?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7260288008633969077/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7260288008633969077' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7260288008633969077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7260288008633969077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='書店'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGJw_opslI/AAAAAAAABOM/Z4PmjOU7aXY/s72-c/200808242187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-9029582099026048598</id><published>2008-08-31T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>台北記事30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp8ZPB-4LI/AAAAAAAABOs/oY7CWK-ojD8/s1600-h/200808282203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp8ZPB-4LI/AAAAAAAABOs/oY7CWK-ojD8/s320/200808282203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240637889372414130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 已經是第二次因為工作的緣故要一個人在台北．自從第一次出差後，我就發現，原來我不喜歡一個人旅遊．一個人，很寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 這真是一個發現，之前老說要一個人去日本，幻想著自由自在，隨心地閒逛一定很寫意，原來並不．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 看甚麼也覺沒趣．也許，除了書店，幸好書店在台北是無處不在的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 四天內逛了十多間書店，去了許多間誠品，金石堂，民生，Page One，建宏．．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 買了夏宇的詩集，《Salsa》，她的詩集都是自己出版的．但最喜歡的《備忘錄》，一早已經絕版．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 酒店的房間很大很美，最美是那扇窗，遠眺１０１，可看到台北市很遠的地方去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 坐在窗前寫電郵，心情甚好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 不禁在想，是甚麼令我覺得美麗？原來可看到很遠，就會覺得美．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9SLv_1dI/AAAAAAAABO0/Wh_aZXuLHCc/s1600-h/200808282205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9SLv_1dI/AAAAAAAABO0/Wh_aZXuLHCc/s200/200808282205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240638867744216530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. 很好奇罷，晚上的夜景也很美嗎？但窗前的夜景並不燦爛，不是我拍得差，真是暗暗的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 香港的確五光十色，但人家比較環保，也許更美．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 房間很大，睡覺時有點害怕，只好想一些傻事去分散注意力．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 只帶了一本書去，是村上春樹的《迴轉木馬的終端》，預備睡不了的時候看．很幸運地，沒有看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 台北的人都很有禮貌，特別是計程車司機．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 去鼎泰豐的那一程，司機說他沒有去過鼎泰豐，他最喜歡的是港式點心，他愛叉燒包不愛小籠包．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 去誠品的那一程，司機告訴我，那是24小時營業的啊，有咖啡可以喝．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 去機場的那一程，司機問我，要聽一點甚麼嗎，聽音樂好不好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp-OV5iDpI/AAAAAAAABPM/fRTpR5TtXg0/s1600-h/200808282200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp-OV5iDpI/AAAAAAAABPM/fRTpR5TtXg0/s200/200808282200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240639901260713618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;17. 很欣賞捷運的博愛座，讓座是自然不過的事．還有夜間婦女候車區．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 不知是甚麼的演習，被困在捷運站，但乘客一點也沒有不耐煩，比香港人有耐性．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 在車廂的廣告裡，看到一首詩叫橡皮擦，沒抄下來，後悔．宣傳的，是一個詩的展覽．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 西門町只喜歡阿宗麵線．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. 在西門町只逛了一會就悶得打瞌睡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. 只好又跑上誠品，打書釘，看了整整一本散文，睡了五分鐘．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. 所以破戒喝了兩次咖啡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. 始終不明白的是，為甚麼１０１旁有那麼多間新光三越，買的是差不多的東西，地面都是同一樣的化妝品專櫃．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9mNKGUGI/AAAAAAAABO8/0r0bz0IZs7g/s1600-h/200808312211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9mNKGUGI/AAAAAAAABO8/0r0bz0IZs7g/s200/200808312211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240639211719512162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;25. 小吃沒甚麼好吃，夜市沒甚麼好逛，跟香港的女人街差不多．但買了Hello Kitty拖鞋，漂亮嗎？才NT$100！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9wAgJiAI/AAAAAAAABPE/3l0-R93NAss/s1600-h/200808312210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp9wAgJiAI/AAAAAAAABPE/3l0-R93NAss/s200/200808312210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240639380121028610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;26. 在光華商場買了小甜甜ｄｖｄ完整版115集，多年前曾經找遍香港台北日本也沒有的下半部，終於給我遇上．看，每一集碟面上的造型也不一樣啊，開心得嘩嘩嘩．喜歡小甜甜有義氣，堅強，樂觀．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. 雖然逛了一點地方又買了一些東西，我可是很勤力盡責地完成了工作啊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. 未去前，想過至少要在酒店寫一篇．但一個人在途上，只想快點完成工作回香港去．一個字也沒寫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. 回來後，又有點懷念那幾天的時光．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. 但那扇窗給我的啟示是，做人要看得遠，看得闊，才會美．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-9029582099026048598?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/9029582099026048598/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=9029582099026048598' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/9029582099026048598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/9029582099026048598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/30.html' title='台北記事30'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLp8ZPB-4LI/AAAAAAAABOs/oY7CWK-ojD8/s72-c/200808282203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-824097482942190155</id><published>2008-08-27T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>舊文章</title><content type='html'>你寫時開心，我寫時開心．&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;你看你寫的開心，我看我寫的開心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你看我寫的開心，我看你寫的開心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你看我寫的開心我又開心，我看你寫的開心你又開心．&lt;div 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title='舊文章'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1378028999876984363</id><published>2008-08-25T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>野獸派</title><content type='html'>「為什麼要畫我出來？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外是八號風球下的橫風橫雨，CD機正播出作畫時最愛聽Emi Fujita 的 Down by The Salley Gardens，房間只我一人，究竟誰在說話？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;環顧四週，桌上放著新買的手提電腦，散落的顏料畫具，還有剛畫好的畫。房間雖然有點混亂，卻是令我最自在的小空間。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「為什麼要畫我出來？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「你‧‧‧是你跟我說話嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「對啊，就在妳的面前。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「你跟我說話‧‧‧」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我在問妳為什麼要畫我出來？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「這是上星期的功課，要做功課嘛。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「妳不是不喜歡我嗎？上星期畫了一小角便把我丟在一旁。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我‧‧‧不懂怎畫嘛？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「不懂便不畫，妳不是在上堂嗎？不懂不是很自然事嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「我‧‧‧不太喜歡今次的題目嘛。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「對啊，那不喜歡為什麼又要把我畫出來？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「今天八號風球不用上班，閒著無事忽然看到妳躲在一旁，心中不忍所以又把你拿出來繼續畫，心想好歹還是完成你罷。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「所以妳只是可憐我罷，對不對？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「也不完全是啊，畫了出來又覺得蠻喜歡。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「真的喜歡？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「未畫時在腦中想的總是畫得不好的樣子，不過一古腦兒畫出來後，原來又不是那麼差。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「真的不太差？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「其實不管好與壞，親手畫出來的始終是屬於我的，自己的東西不會差到那裡去。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「那我算是妳的親人嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「親人？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「對，親人。就像妳之前畫好了放在畫冊內那些。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「啊‧‧‧那當然。乾透了便會把你放進去。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「那便好了，多擔心會成了廢紙，妳知道垃圾桶有多髒嗎？被撕開時又有多痛嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「啊‧‧‧當然不知道‧‧‧不過不要擔心，妳已經是我的畫，不是廢紙。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「多謝妳。噢，我還可以有點小意見嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「當然可以。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「下次作畫可以聽另外一些歌嗎？那首什麼Gardens已經有點厭了。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「啊‧‧‧也對，那喜歡什麼類型的音樂呢？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「爵士不錯，來點電影配樂也好。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「沒問題，還有什麼想要的嗎？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「沒有了，多謝妳。那不打擾了，希望有個愉快的晚上。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「也多謝妳，晚安。」&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGHsBcQRxI/AAAAAAAABOE/ildEOvYtvoc/s1600-h/200808242197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGHsBcQRxI/AAAAAAAABOE/ildEOvYtvoc/s200/200808242197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238117031979534098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1378028999876984363?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1378028999876984363/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1378028999876984363' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1378028999876984363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1378028999876984363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_25.html' title='野獸派'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SLGHsBcQRxI/AAAAAAAABOE/ildEOvYtvoc/s72-c/200808242197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4182436057453900177</id><published>2008-08-23T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>又打風</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK7HvRPxUjI/AAAAAAAABN8/n48L3f13MGI/s1600-h/200808222175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237343031575794226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK7HvRPxUjI/AAAAAAAABN8/n48L3f13MGI/s320/200808222175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打風多出一天的假期，多是無無聊聊地過的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無所事事跑到街上去，看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看九號風球跟八號有甚麼不同．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看海浪翻起，看樹木被吹得東歪西倒，看在風雨中無法打傘的人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看打風，是一項節目，我旁邊，有許多伴兒，一家大小的，甚麼人也有．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK7HnfSS58I/AAAAAAAABN0/b2T-kMRJEs8/s1600-h/200808222182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237342897905526722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK7HnfSS58I/AAAAAAAABN0/b2T-kMRJEs8/s320/200808222182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怕被吹倒，最有效的方法，原來是自己先倒下來啊．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4182436057453900177?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4182436057453900177/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4182436057453900177' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4182436057453900177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4182436057453900177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_23.html' title='又打風'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK7HvRPxUjI/AAAAAAAABN8/n48L3f13MGI/s72-c/200808222175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8689997964464463093</id><published>2008-08-22T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>說話課</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK5z8kDrmsI/AAAAAAAABNk/DDx3yEMxq0A/s1600-h/525px-Speech_balloon.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK5z8kDrmsI/AAAAAAAABNk/DDx3yEMxq0A/s320/525px-Speech_balloon.svg.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237250900986927810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說話課．夏宇《備忘錄》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 有些人永遠不可能跟他說話&lt;br /&gt; 有些人只說一些話&lt;br /&gt; 有些人可能比一些還多&lt;br /&gt; 另一些極少極少的&lt;br /&gt; 也許只有一個&lt;br /&gt; 可以說許多許多&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 那說了許多的說了又說又說還說&lt;br /&gt; 那說一些的不曾再說&lt;br /&gt; 比一些多的也只是比一些多&lt;br /&gt; 那永遠永遠不說的&lt;br /&gt; 始終始終&lt;br /&gt; 永遠始終永遠不能&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 這一切&lt;br /&gt; 不如不說&lt;br /&gt; 這一切&lt;br /&gt; 不如不說&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8689997964464463093?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8689997964464463093/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8689997964464463093' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8689997964464463093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8689997964464463093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_22.html' title='說話課'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SK5z8kDrmsI/AAAAAAAABNk/DDx3yEMxq0A/s72-c/525px-Speech_balloon.svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-465415959550642751</id><published>2008-08-09T20:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>備忘錄</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJ2NtjZsTfI/AAAAAAAABNE/rX80HGQD7f8/s1600-h/picasso-pablo-sleeping-woman-8401269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232494155811016178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJ2NtjZsTfI/AAAAAAAABNE/rX80HGQD7f8/s320/picasso-pablo-sleeping-woman-8401269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬眠．夏宇《備忘錄》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　我只不過為了儲存足夠的愛&lt;br /&gt;　足夠的溫柔和狡猾&lt;br /&gt;　以防 萬一&lt;br /&gt;　醒來就遇見你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　我只不過為了儲存足夠的驕傲&lt;br /&gt;　足夠的孤獨和冷漠&lt;br /&gt;　以防 萬一&lt;br /&gt;　醒來你已離去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個晚上，同一時間忽然想起了夏宇的冬眠和畢卡索的Sleeping Woman．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬眠，是我在大學時偶然在一本雜誌看到的，經過那麼多年的過濾，這幾句話居然仍留在腦海中．Sleeping Woman是最近才看的．新知舊雨，今晚一同跑了出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些東西，看過，就不會忘掉．詩和畫，都是幽靈．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近很累，如果我也可以有一場冬眠，那有多好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-465415959550642751?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/465415959550642751/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=465415959550642751' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/465415959550642751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/465415959550642751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_09.html' title='備忘錄'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJ2NtjZsTfI/AAAAAAAABNE/rX80HGQD7f8/s72-c/picasso-pablo-sleeping-woman-8401269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6825009774131273172</id><published>2008-08-04T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>星空</title><content type='html'>梵谷畫了許多次星空，他那著名的星夜，那地方現在已面目全非．我想，即使在當年，也不會有如寶光流轉的夜空．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反而是他在法國南部小鎮亞耳河畔畫的星空，那條河仍在，我住的酒店，就在旁邊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJXfqyK8LFI/AAAAAAAABMk/J4Axl9b5_S0/s1600-h/IMG_5353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230332468375858258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJXfqyK8LFI/AAAAAAAABMk/J4Axl9b5_S0/s320/IMG_5353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJXf3R0HOGI/AAAAAAAABMs/nkgWujebJn4/s1600-h/IMG_5360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230332683028478050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJXf3R0HOGI/AAAAAAAABMs/nkgWujebJn4/s320/IMG_5360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在河邊來來回回，無論怎麼看，也看不見星光在水面燦爛的倒影．梵谷的畫說謊了嗎？他的畫可貴之處，就是表現出自然景致在他心中美麗的樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有他看得見．在他心裡，星光的確如煙火．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有愛過的人都應該知道，熱戀的時候，深夜望向天空，星星總好像在笑．不止一次，他給弟弟的信中，感嘆大自然給他的振動與安慰．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所謂藝術，是生活加上感情．藝術從來不是很客觀的東西．要客觀，就應該拿數碼相機拍一張照片算了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這跟愛情差不多罷，在別人眼中平凡不過的人，只有你看到了對方的美麗．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6825009774131273172?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6825009774131273172/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6825009774131273172' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6825009774131273172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6825009774131273172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='星空'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SJXfqyK8LFI/AAAAAAAABMk/J4Axl9b5_S0/s72-c/IMG_5353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6445360435372041858</id><published>2008-07-20T18:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>快樂是....</title><content type='html'>一個懶洋洋的午後，看著前面的渡輪慢慢駛近．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMOhlaxmkI/AAAAAAAABJQ/YfHKhscM4LE/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225035962822793794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMOhlaxmkI/AAAAAAAABJQ/YfHKhscM4LE/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別人仍在上班，而我，卻偷得浮生半日閒，看著天上的雲徐徐地飄過來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMPUKmsoRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/PmDRVxSd1jI/s1600-h/DSCN2158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225036831798370578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMPUKmsoRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/PmDRVxSd1jI/s320/DSCN2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空不斷變色，藍、黃、紅、橙、紫，都只是一瞬間的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMPq0sSVGI/AAAAAAAABJ8/3SUblxVfMmE/s1600-h/DSCN2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225037221053224034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMPq0sSVGI/AAAAAAAABJ8/3SUblxVfMmE/s320/DSCN2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMP5NMB7qI/AAAAAAAABKM/rOSC7mcI4w8/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225037468146986658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMP5NMB7qI/AAAAAAAABKM/rOSC7mcI4w8/s320/Image098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來，時間過得最快的時候，就是最快樂的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看，一下子天就黑了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMReI77gxI/AAAAAAAABKU/8BYeoLtLftk/s1600-h/Image343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225039202172502802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMReI77gxI/AAAAAAAABKU/8BYeoLtLftk/s320/Image343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6445360435372041858?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6445360435372041858/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6445360435372041858' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6445360435372041858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6445360435372041858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_20.html' title='快樂是....'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SIMOhlaxmkI/AAAAAAAABJQ/YfHKhscM4LE/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6771652781533694207</id><published>2008-07-16T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>納悶</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHzR4q5qLQI/AAAAAAAABJI/lk4fzo27smc/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223280439361940738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHzR4q5qLQI/AAAAAAAABJI/lk4fzo27smc/s320/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，分別跟幾個朋友見面，兩男兩女．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男的，都告訴我快要結婚，要請我去喝喜酒．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女的，都告訴我剛跟男朋友分手了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是四號，在替朋友高興和感受朋友的難過之間，我投入了後者．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失戀，是失去了戀愛的感覺，消失時多是無聲無息的．突然，有那麼一天，一覺醒來，你發現它原來不見了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;分手，只是兩個人不再在一起．一下子伴在身邊的人消失了，時間不知怎麼打發．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，失戀了很久很久，才決定分手．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人們都把不能解釋的歸咎於緣份．緣份，是一種心情．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇上你的時候，他只想拍拖，所以跟你拍了十年的拖．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇上她的時候，他剛好想結婚，才走了一年，就想一起生活．那兩個男的，都是拍拖沒多久，就決定結婚．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有相同的心情，就是有緣無份．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慶幸的是，她們告訴我的時候，不約而同地只是說跟男朋友分了手．她們，都沒有失戀．失戀，也許發生在很久很久以前，在她們不自覺的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在，只是不習慣，時間那麼多，日子怎麼過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失去了一些，要擁有一些，才有安全感．為了再次尋回擁有的感覺，女人失戀後，都喜歡買東西，不能自控地一次過買幾雙鞋子幾個手袋，有一個還打算買樓．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或者，是時候開始，尋回自己，人能擁有的，從來只有自己．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情，好像近來的天氣，納悶得很．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6771652781533694207?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6771652781533694207/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6771652781533694207' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6771652781533694207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6771652781533694207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_16.html' title='納悶'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHzR4q5qLQI/AAAAAAAABJI/lk4fzo27smc/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4836022165223746442</id><published>2008-07-11T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:09.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>Wheatfield Under Thunderclouds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHZIzD67FPI/AAAAAAAABI4/7DgeaneSuy0/s1600-h/Wheatfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHZIzD67FPI/AAAAAAAABI4/7DgeaneSuy0/s400/Wheatfield.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221440860045645042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是梵谷在Auvers時很後期的作品，我在阿姆斯特丹的Van Gogh Museum看到它．看了，就不會寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這畫想說的，原本是寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫面用了簡單的二分法，只有天和麥田．梵谷在Auvers畫了許多有關麥田的畫，但這是很特別的一幅，畫中沒有樹、沒有人、沒有烏鴉，只有天和麥田寂寂地向兩旁伸延，無邊無際．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在梵谷給弟弟的信中提到：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"They are vast stretches of wheat under troubled skies, and I didn't have to put myself out very much in order to try and express sadness and extreme loneliness."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很難用言語說明的，透過畫卻深刻地傳達出來．在百多年後，依然感受到他的心情．原來，只要抒發出來，寂寞就可以減輕．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm fairly sure these canvases will tell you what I cannot say in words, that is, how healthy and invigorating I find the countryside."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人在大自然當中，其實很渺小．寂寞時，就看看這幅畫罷，在這個世界裡，你一定還有知音．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4836022165223746442?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4836022165223746442/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4836022165223746442' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4836022165223746442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4836022165223746442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheatfield-under-thunderclouds.html' title='Wheatfield Under Thunderclouds'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHZIzD67FPI/AAAAAAAABI4/7DgeaneSuy0/s72-c/Wheatfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7078036257868914360</id><published>2008-07-09T01:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>由９９到１００</title><content type='html'>由９９到１００，很遠．相差了一個月，去了地球的另一邊又再跑回來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡一個人，對他的一切，都充滿興趣，要走多遠，也不覺累．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總想到他常出現的地方俳佪．他住過的地方、走過的路、喜歡的東西，甚麼都想知，甚麼都想看．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梵谷在荷蘭出生，所以旅程的第一站，是阿姆斯特丹的 Van Gogh Museum．早上，還未開門，已有長長的人龍．當時，如果他身邊能有多幾個朋友，那有多好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhHgeBtcI/AAAAAAAABH4/3RZ4eQv_Vpg/s1600-h/IMG_4083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220693543399568834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhHgeBtcI/AAAAAAAABH4/3RZ4eQv_Vpg/s320/IMG_4083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為著把畫畫得更好，他離開荷蘭，充滿希望地到巴黎去，認識了許多印象派畫家．我的第二站，也是巴黎．Musée d'Orsay收藏了大量梵谷和印象派的作品．他在他們當中，年紀最輕，經驗最淺，只和年齡相約的高更談得來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhVkOIYiI/AAAAAAAABIA/aDLJjYu_qBE/s1600-h/IMG_4925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220693784924807714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhVkOIYiI/AAAAAAAABIA/aDLJjYu_qBE/s320/IMG_4925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巴黎沒有留住他，他南下法國的 Arles．普羅旺斯小鎮的風光跟大城市折然不同，在這兒，他畫了兩百多幅畫．曾經滿懷希望，但最後也失意地離開，和高更鬧翻，割掉耳朵．在小黃屋前，在隆河河邊，能想像的是他畫畫時的快樂，也看見了他的孤獨．曾經有過美好的友誼，才明白甚麼是寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhlVzfDZI/AAAAAAAABII/gT97UKNNCo8/s1600-h/IMG_5344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694055932857746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhlVzfDZI/AAAAAAAABII/gT97UKNNCo8/s320/IMG_5344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhzU1z_II/AAAAAAAABIQ/sA9MEuaKZT0/s1600-h/IMG_5358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694296192351362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhzU1z_II/AAAAAAAABIQ/sA9MEuaKZT0/s320/IMG_5358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的病日趨嚴重，去了阿維濃旁的小鎮 St Remy．來到他曾經入住的精神病院，在他走過的迴廊中走著，寧靜的環境，卻無法消退他內心的憤怒與憂鬱．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOiHGLv6II/AAAAAAAABIY/Es27hSjrw3Q/s1600-h/IMG_5712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694635855210626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOiHGLv6II/AAAAAAAABIY/Es27hSjrw3Q/s320/IMG_5712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOiZgCQUWI/AAAAAAAABIg/GET4cj0dOQ0/s1600-h/IMG_5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694952032358754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOiZgCQUWI/AAAAAAAABIg/GET4cj0dOQ0/s320/IMG_5707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整個旅程，遺憾的是最後沒有到他離開世界的地方 Auvers，他生命最後的７０天，在那兒畫了７０幅油畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每到一站，每走一步，都覺得跟他近些，再近些．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回來已經兩星期，很想把一切都記下來，但不知從何說起，又害怕寫得不好，破壞了回憶．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亂、覺得永遠都看不夠，也許就是喜歡一個人最清楚的證明．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很高興第１００篇裡有他．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7078036257868914360?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7078036257868914360/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7078036257868914360' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7078036257868914360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7078036257868914360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='由９９到１００'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SHOhHgeBtcI/AAAAAAAABH4/3RZ4eQv_Vpg/s72-c/IMG_4083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6848137233086767123</id><published>2008-06-07T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>這麼遠，那麼近</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SEVyCYJhzrI/AAAAAAAABE8/YfvUN0L2Vm0/s1600-h/200805251973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207693929291566770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SEVyCYJhzrI/AAAAAAAABE8/YfvUN0L2Vm0/s320/200805251973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SEVcBKTePzI/AAAAAAAABE0/ojmkDAhMdPE/s1600-h/200806011990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207669719139499826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SEVcBKTePzI/AAAAAAAABE0/ojmkDAhMdPE/s320/200806011990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫生，是一次由遠而近的旅程．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要做的，就是把看見的風景，帶進手裡的畫紙．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次跟老師去寫生，卻是失敗之旅．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;熱辣辣的下午，偶然走過的路人甲乙丙，都叫我無法專心．這一幅，是拍了照片，回家再對著畫的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或者可以阿Q地說，成功本來就是一個過程，踏出了第一步，總算是一個開始．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天晚上，就要出發外遊了．旅行，也是一個由遠而近的過程．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾個月前，這個旅程對我來說還是遙不可及，但明天，那地方，那風景，就會近在眼前．由期待開始，到去計劃，慢慢地認識地球的另一邊，把距離漸漸拉近．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫BLOG，也是這麼遠，那麼近吧．先有零零碎碎的思緒，再努力地把朦朧變為實實在在的一字一句．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回來後，用畫的用寫的，也會把風景和心情帶到這裡來．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6848137233086767123?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6848137233086767123/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6848137233086767123' title='8 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6848137233086767123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6848137233086767123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_07.html' title='這麼遠，那麼近'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SEVyCYJhzrI/AAAAAAAABE8/YfvUN0L2Vm0/s72-c/200805251973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5676959759358891132</id><published>2008-06-02T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:39:41.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>願望</title><content type='html'>甚麼比失眠更可怕，就是害怕失眠．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;物以類聚，身邊有兩個朋友都常常失眠．嚴重的一個已在看心理醫生．一說起，大家都眼有淚光．晚上睡不了的時候，萬念俱灰，負面的情緒，像中毒一樣，漫延身體每個部分．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們都很害怕失眠，越害怕，就越睡不了，不知這算不算是自我實現的一種．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為了積極一點，我們都會交流醫治失眠的心得．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最有效的方法，是忘記世上有失眠這回事．睡覺時，把思緒都集中在呼吸上，一呼一吸之間，心情就會慢慢放鬆．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，努力忘記，本來就是自傷矛盾．一個人也好，一件事也好，越想忘記，越會記住．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一篇，寫了很多天，每次失眠都會寫幾個字．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想再寫下去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望我每晚都睡得好．希望妳和妳每晚也睡得好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5676959759358891132?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5676959759358891132/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5676959759358891132' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5676959759358891132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5676959759358891132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='願望'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5410524652363564643</id><published>2008-05-24T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>will....ing....ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfTXT1yTJI/AAAAAAAABEk/4swM-WCEDcE/s1600-h/200805181943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfTXT1yTJI/AAAAAAAABEk/4swM-WCEDcE/s320/200805181943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203860291866217618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfTSD1yTII/AAAAAAAABEc/Uh7Iy5jsf9s/s1600-h/200805241947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfTSD1yTII/AAAAAAAABEc/Uh7Iy5jsf9s/s320/200805241947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203860201671904386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfibD1yTKI/AAAAAAAABEs/9P0VR9llz6M/s1600-h/200805241949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfibD1yTKI/AAAAAAAABEs/9P0VR9llz6M/s320/200805241949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203876848965143714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底完成了一件事快樂些，還是正在做一件事快樂些？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的畫，是現在進行式，畫了兩天．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的旅行，是現在進行式加未來式，因為計劃也是旅程的一部分．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我，是不是由無數的過去式，現在進行式和未來式組成？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有過去式沒有希望．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有現在進行式是一事無成．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有未來式是空口說白話．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人走到最後，都是過去式．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但總會留下一點甚麼，成為別人現在進行式的一部分．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5410524652363564643?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5410524652363564643/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5410524652363564643' title='9 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5410524652363564643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5410524652363564643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/willinged.html' title='will....ing....ed'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SDfTXT1yTJI/AAAAAAAABEk/4swM-WCEDcE/s72-c/200805181943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6528403229325382321</id><published>2008-05-22T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>未去旅行</title><content type='html'>快要去一個旅行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要計劃的事實在太多，煩得好像準備已經是旅行的目的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還未曾去到的地方，卻已經要跟它貼身接觸，了解它的一切，就像要跟陌生人在數天內相識相戀結婚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太多的準備，未去已好像去了，當身處其景，便已無新意。究竟是一無所知開心，還是什麼都知快樂？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想像中的旅行很瀟灑，不過現實中卻是婆婆媽媽，斤斤計較就是怕浪費旅行時間。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要有驚喜，但又怕驚慌。結果驚喜還是計劃出來的，買了保險的快樂才是真的快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了安心，才懂開心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6528403229325382321?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6528403229325382321/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6528403229325382321' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6528403229325382321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6528403229325382321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_22.html' title='未去旅行'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4718200286613112011</id><published>2008-05-14T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:14:23.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>多一點點</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCnA4HHgRzI/AAAAAAAABEE/Pg44EHyVkow/s1600-h/200805141860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCnA4HHgRzI/AAAAAAAABEE/Pg44EHyVkow/s320/200805141860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199899314991679282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是當喜歡的事變為一個責任後，都會是壓力．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漸漸忘了為甚麼喜歡，不再費心思去為它加添新意．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日積月累的重複，令一切無可避免地走向平凡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;停滯不前時，是否要回一回頭，想一想，怎會如此．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或者只要稍為加上一點點，就會不一樣．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4718200286613112011?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4718200286613112011/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4718200286613112011' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4718200286613112011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4718200286613112011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_14.html' title='多一點點'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCnA4HHgRzI/AAAAAAAABEE/Pg44EHyVkow/s72-c/200805141860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1625909541673375603</id><published>2008-05-13T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>再見龜龜</title><content type='html'>自從兩個月前見過&lt;a href="http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_28.html"&gt;你&lt;/a&gt;後，一直念念不忘，不知你是不是仍然健康活潑．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每當知道有朋友去曼谷，我就會用游說加哀求的語氣，希望有人可以代我去探望你，給你拍幾張照片回來，以解我單思之苦．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黃天不負有心人，這世上真是還有好人的，攝製隊終於出發了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來到現場，發現龜龜依然以備戰奧運的精神，毫不鬆懈地在練水．三爬兩撥的，已經用自由式游了一圈．再轉用蛙式，又游了另一圈．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh4pHHgRvI/AAAAAAAABDk/d1wqj-6hYLI/s1600-h/Image298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh4pHHgRvI/AAAAAAAABDk/d1wqj-6hYLI/s200/Image298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199538417479730930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5EnHgRwI/AAAAAAAABDs/bFN4d4jw01U/s1600-h/Image303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5EnHgRwI/AAAAAAAABDs/bFN4d4jw01U/s200/Image303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199538889926133506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上次我來的時候，只有龜龜自己一個在游．這次，已經多了伴兒．跟牠是一樣的勤力，好像正在比賽的樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5WnHgRxI/AAAAAAAABD0/RJBg3pyyzjY/s1600-h/Image299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5WnHgRxI/AAAAAAAABD0/RJBg3pyyzjY/s200/Image299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539199163778834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四周圍滿了看牠們的遊人，比之前我來時熱鬧得多，龜龜一定不會寂寞了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5k3HgRyI/AAAAAAAABD8/GvQfHmFaJ4I/s1600-h/Image293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh5k3HgRyI/AAAAAAAABD8/GvQfHmFaJ4I/s200/Image293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539443976914722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1625909541673375603?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1625909541673375603/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1625909541673375603' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1625909541673375603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1625909541673375603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_13.html' title='再見龜龜'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCh4pHHgRvI/AAAAAAAABDk/d1wqj-6hYLI/s72-c/Image298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2533328860335163375</id><published>2008-05-08T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:08:50.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>警訊</title><content type='html'>我最喜歡的電視節目是警訊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那樣有誠意地把騙案都拍成短片，苦口婆心地告誡我們不要受騙．有場景，有對白，把騙徒的手法都分析得一清二楚．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天下間沒有人情味更濃的節目．比起那些籌款節目，看著富豪闊太們又移交支票，又跟明星唱歌跳舞，警訊中的主持誠懇得多．不為出風頭，不為一時的面子，沒有浮誇的話，把案例拍給你看，只希望你不要受騙．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;節目結束時，警訊的主持通常會再提醒大家說，騙徒的手法是層出不窮的，有比這更精辟的結論嗎？是放諸四海而皆通的大道理．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是一個蠢人，從來沒有聰明過，別人說甚麼都相信，好像警訊中的阿婆，很爛的假話也照單全收．所以，我喜歡看警訊．除了母親，從來沒有人叫我不要受人欺騙．警訊，真叫我感動．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2533328860335163375?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2533328860335163375/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2533328860335163375' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2533328860335163375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2533328860335163375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_08.html' title='警訊'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-33520947689404406</id><published>2008-05-07T16:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>世界末日與冷酷異境</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCFeQOKNITI/AAAAAAAABDE/Lq5NixMOCU0/s1600-h/world.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197539077734080818" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCFeQOKNITI/AAAAAAAABDE/Lq5NixMOCU0/s200/world.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們都在兩個世界中來回往復．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在村上春樹的&lt;世界末日與冷酷異境&gt;中，現實的世界叫冷酷異境，計算士潛意識的世界是世界末日．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼現實是冷酷？潛意識所創造的完全世界卻是末日？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當中的分別，是心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有心，就有苦，是現實，是冷酷異境．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有心，就不會有恨，是完全．但沒有了心，也沒有和恨相對的愛，就是末日．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為你的快樂在那裡，你的心也在那裡，你的痛苦也在那裡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初看這書的時候，真是一頭霧水，特別是潛意識中的世界末日，許多意像，深奧難懂．甚麼是獸，甚麼是街，為何人要和影子分離，為何人沒有了心，為何圖書館只有計算士和女孩，夢讀是甚麼工作．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看畢全書，才明白，潛意識根本就是說不清的．甚麼是完全，也是說不清的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;潛意識，是一個屬於自己最舒服的天地．在那裡，沒有哀傷，只有舒服平和，情緒是一條永恆的水平線．沒有心不能愛，但有習慣性的喜歡和關懷，不會觸動情緒．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCFeZeKNIUI/AAAAAAAABDM/BQ3niV4JvVo/s1600-h/ThisLittleHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197539236647870786" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCFeZeKNIUI/AAAAAAAABDM/BQ3niV4JvVo/s200/ThisLittleHeart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;潛意識的世界，最好用來療傷，當傷口癒合，吸一口氣，再重出江湖，反回現實中．那裡，有快樂的時候，所以，也必然有哀傷的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寧可受苦，也不能把心丟掉．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-33520947689404406?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/33520947689404406/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=33520947689404406' title='6 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/33520947689404406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/33520947689404406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_07.html' title='世界末日與冷酷異境'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SCFeQOKNITI/AAAAAAAABDE/Lq5NixMOCU0/s72-c/world.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5301040674642439563</id><published>2008-05-02T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>太古旅遊</title><content type='html'>忙有好多種．忙於開會．忙做閒人．忙．閒．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;似曾相識的說話，在電視上出現，好像我在自語．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛在電視上看到太古旅遊日本篇的廣告，喜歡極了，跟我早前寫的&lt;a href="http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html"&gt;忙與忘&lt;/a&gt;是一樣的想法啊．知音在沒有預告的情況下出現電視上，給我一個快樂的意外．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvmyT_JlVhE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvmyT_JlVhE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要閒適地生活，是要好好培養和計劃的．培養的是心情，計劃的是時間和行程．閒，不等於懶惰，應該是一種心境．忙於工作，不忘享樂．東京與青梅，相距僅一小時的路程．忙與閒的距離，或者更短，只在一念之間．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了日本篇，阿根廷篇也喜歡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xk6x_Fge41Q&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xk6x_Fge41Q&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期日最早的探戈，在未開門的店子旁，在露天茶座，跳舞就如我們過馬路．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只要有心情有舞伴，那兒都可以起舞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著別人在跳，心情不禁隨著拍子愉快起來．舞步的節奏好像催眠曲，把我帶回小時候的體育課，一班同學一起跳土風舞，手拖手團團轉，幼稚但快樂的時光．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同時，亦有點婉惜，原來已經很久沒有跳舞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太古旅遊，知心，至少那個撰稿的知我心．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5301040674642439563?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5301040674642439563/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5301040674642439563' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5301040674642439563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5301040674642439563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_02.html' title='太古旅遊'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7471230976401108970</id><published>2008-05-01T02:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>喜歡寫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBi6j-KNIQI/AAAAAAAABCs/_aaubz97aPo/s1600-h/521027252_cffd1603f7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBi6j-KNIQI/AAAAAAAABCs/_aaubz97aPo/s320/521027252_cffd1603f7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195107297315856642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近，突然變得喜歡寫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過去數個月，每星期才勉勉強強地寫一篇，但這幾天，卻有很多東西想說．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十多歲時，很喜歡寫日記．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時，隨身都有帶備紙和筆，有甚麼感想，只要情況許可，都會立即記下來．所以，我的日記，跟大電影的劇本差不多，都是飛紙仔的．有時，正在走路又或是跟同學聊天，不方便停下來寫，但又想到甚麼的話，就會有點緊張，生怕會把一剎那的想法忘記了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人喜歡寫，是想分享；但我喜歡寫，是因為寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身邊有許多同學朋友，但還是沒有明白的人．許多的話，不能對人說，沒有可靠對象，與其面對聽後一臉茫然又或是瞎七搭八的人，不如對自己說．那時想，給老了的自己看，也是好的．感嘆沒人明白我，也許是青少年的通病．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人對待寂寞的方法都不一樣，有人喜歡打機，有人喜歡看電影，有人喜歡跑步，只要舒服，就是好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾經有人說過，天上的星星，左鄰右里，看起來好近好熱鬧，但它們相互之間，相差的卻是數十萬光年的距離，全都只是錯覺一場．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我現在喜歡寫，是因為想分享，這應該是比較健康的一種想法．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星星也許很遠，但在夜裡，知道有人跟你一起看同一片天空，已經很好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7471230976401108970?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7471230976401108970/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7471230976401108970' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7471230976401108970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7471230976401108970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='喜歡寫'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBi6j-KNIQI/AAAAAAAABCs/_aaubz97aPo/s72-c/521027252_cffd1603f7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5241524827338122271</id><published>2008-04-30T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>期待</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBdi9uKNIPI/AAAAAAAABCk/_c5yln0f6ek/s1600-h/18418293_a905802059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBdi9uKNIPI/AAAAAAAABCk/_c5yln0f6ek/s320/18418293_a905802059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194729507697533170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待一件事一個人，也許比那件事那個人本身更美好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六月將會去荷蘭探望一個朋友，從未見過他，只看過他的信．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久以前，曾經怱怱忙忙地到荷蘭遊過一圈，可惜當年仍未認識他，沒有相見的緣份．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本以為要到老了才有餘暇到十萬八千里外的地方看朋友，想不到那樣快就可以成行，反而有點不知所措．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;期待十年二十年才去會更好嗎，期待是一種自虐式的幸福．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遙不可及的人與事永遠是一個謎，要多美麗就多美麗，因為一切都在想像之中．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我仍相信，當我看見他，仍會很快樂．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5241524827338122271?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5241524827338122271/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5241524827338122271' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5241524827338122271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5241524827338122271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_30.html' title='期待'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBdi9uKNIPI/AAAAAAAABCk/_c5yln0f6ek/s72-c/18418293_a905802059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2097316279451572216</id><published>2008-04-28T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>夜雨</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBS7guKNIOI/AAAAAAAABCc/63-7-dlUplo/s1600-h/337564524_ab32f12d3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBS7guKNIOI/AAAAAAAABCc/63-7-dlUplo/s320/337564524_ab32f12d3c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193982441086066914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我這邊在下雨了，你的那一邊有嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏天沒有甚麼好，又熱又多蚊，唯一的驚喜，就是雨天的日子比較多．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一下雨，就想走出去散步，嗅一嗅雨水灑在樹葉上的味道．濕潤的空氣，有一種平時沒有的清新．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除非是下大雨又或在上班途中，否則總不想打傘．很享受被雨水接觸的感覺，反正濕了的一定會乾．就好像太陽蒸發了水，變成雲、變成雨一樣自然．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，要是跟朋友一起走，雨天打傘又別有一番親切．傘下只有我和你，一步一步同一節奏地向前走，人生暫時不再孤單，至少有伴兒同行一段路．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天，要到零晨才下起雨來，無法出去走走了．看來，要在雨天散步，也不是一件容易的事．要在雨天跟朋友一起散步，就更是可遇不可求．你認識的朋友當中，有人會在雨天打電話給你說：「喂，下雨了，要出來散步嗎？」為了不想被認為是傻子，只好期望偶遇，偶然在雨天遇上一個有打傘的朋友，伴我走一程．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨聲，也是今天晚上最好的安眠曲．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2097316279451572216?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2097316279451572216/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2097316279451572216' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2097316279451572216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2097316279451572216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_28.html' title='夜雨'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBS7guKNIOI/AAAAAAAABCc/63-7-dlUplo/s72-c/337564524_ab32f12d3c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2625217150558205663</id><published>2008-04-27T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:29:39.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>四月．吃</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBR_wOKNINI/AAAAAAAABCU/3OTM3JIIwKU/s1600-h/2273769876_a93887493f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBR_wOKNINI/AAAAAAAABCU/3OTM3JIIwKU/s320/2273769876_a93887493f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193916736676372690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;整個四月都在吃．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每星期都有朋友請吃飯，中式西式日式甜品吃過不亦樂乎．最喜歡跟好朋友一起吃飯，東拉西扯越扯越遠聊到幾十年前的事也不覺累，一晃眼多個小時就過去了．吃飽了正餐散散步消化一下，還來不及吃一個甜品就到零晨，時間都不知為甚麼突然跑得那樣快．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但我也最怕跟人吃飯，跟陌生人、半生熟的朋友、工作上認識的人吃飯是最尷尬不過的事．一頓飯至少一個小時，談了天氣點了菜後話題便無以為繼．面對不相熟的人，天生不是公關人才的我，總不知要說些甚麼才好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而這種飯，最難捱的又以西餐為甚．一人一份，你吃你的，我吃我的，只有刀叉的聲音．飯後一人一杯飲品，又是我喝我的，你喝你的，全程可以零交流，冷漠得很．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中餐至少比西餐好，由一壺普洱開始，我幫你添添茶，你幫我夾夾菜，無論如何也親切一點．即使再不相熟，大家有點功夫做，氣氛總是自然些．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最令人放鬆又吃得自在的，一定是打邊爐．每個人都在忙，不斷把食物由生變熟，重複又重複，只需偶爾說幾句你的肥牛不要煮太久，要不要吃點生菜，要再來一杯酸梅湯嗎就可以了．我甚至可以名正言順望著熱騰騰的鍋在發夢，也不會有人發現我的心不在焉．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但跟好朋友打邊爐又變成不一樣的風景．你幫我煮一件帶子，我又為你夾一塊魚片，加上暖洋洋的蒸汽，要是在冬天，馬上又變得溫馨無比．打邊爐真是進可攻，退可守的美食．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，雖然四月吃了很多，但一場小病，把本來長胖了的肉都拿走了，真要再接再厲地．．．吃啊．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2625217150558205663?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2625217150558205663/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2625217150558205663' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2625217150558205663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2625217150558205663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_27.html' title='四月．吃'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SBR_wOKNINI/AAAAAAAABCU/3OTM3JIIwKU/s72-c/2273769876_a93887493f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3272963942138210915</id><published>2008-04-18T03:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>吻所有女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SAeivrffZdI/AAAAAAAABB0/ShcAyQeu1bc/s1600-h/9629509482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SAeivrffZdI/AAAAAAAABB0/ShcAyQeu1bc/s200/9629509482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190296035580143058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亦舒給了他一個最普通的名字：陳大文，再加上平凡的外表．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;「她端詳求職的年輕人，只見他相貌端正，可是平平無奇，毫無特徵，不過他的優點也正是如此．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他關心身邊每一個女子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;「母親這樣說過，所有女子都值得憐惜，要善待女子，保護她們，把好的衣食留給她們．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;「命運從不允許女性太過逸樂滿足，總設法教她們哀慟，不是婚姻不幸，就是環境欠佳，數來數去，總有不順心的事，從一雙漂亮但磨腳的鞋子起，到跟他有緣無分，一生到老很少真正開懷．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;「大文仍不明白女生為何因白髮哭泣，她們天生擅長傷春悲秋，不够積極，凡事以淚水解决．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;白髮罷了，要不染黑，要不自然，哭有什麼用，完全於事無補，徒傷精神．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;「還有，男朋友罷了，要不結婚，要不分手，眼淚又泡不出緣分，不如自重自愛．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女性都希望有這樣的朋友．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;「不一定愛上這個人，可是卻嚮往他代表的精神：愛惜女性，對女性好，幫忙女性．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但他，從不真正愛過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;不是大文不願付出感情，而是他已没感情可以付出．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;「如果負責一個人的情感的是心臟，那麼，大武辭世（大文的哥哥），已經剜出了大文的心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;他對喜怒哀樂已無太多感覺，他只想自由自在生活．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛所有人，也不愛任何人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;「做任何事，一旦認真，就不會好玩 ．即使是戀愛那樣有趣刺激的事，一旦認真，足以致命．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，唯有這樣，才能活得心平氣和．平凡的外表，平靜的心．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3272963942138210915?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3272963942138210915/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3272963942138210915' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3272963942138210915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3272963942138210915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_18.html' title='吻所有女孩'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SAeivrffZdI/AAAAAAAABB0/ShcAyQeu1bc/s72-c/9629509482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3405018256746988307</id><published>2008-04-12T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:08:50.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>忙與忘</title><content type='html'>無論遇上誰，最常聽到的問候，不是你好嗎？而是：你最近忙不忙？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最常聽到的答案：最近很忙．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有人是不忙的，很忙的人當然會說忙，不忙的人也會說忙．閒，在這個社會，是無用的代名詞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當人人都是忙人，那究竟忙什麼呢？問是順口，答的敷衍，說些大家即時便會忘了的話，問那位自然心滿意足的走開．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做個忙人，等於做個普通人，每個人都明白，不用多解釋．說很閒，卻會招來很大的麻煩，閒是罪，所以閒人是罪人．特別是一些泛泛之交，必定要多花唇舌解釋一番，聽的悶，說的累．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忙的背後，應該隱藏了一條人人都忘了的問題：為啥忙？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忙是手段，令自己的生活過得更好．但習慣了，忙反而成了目的．忘了怎樣獨處，閒時反會苦悶，不知所措．&lt;br /&gt;　&lt;br /&gt;希望有一天有人問最近忙不忙時，可以這樣子回答：&lt;br /&gt;最近閒得很呢．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你那麼閒，不悶嗎？&lt;br /&gt;我正忙於閒閒地生活．&lt;br /&gt;慢慢地走路，看看四周的風景．&lt;br /&gt;遇見朋友，不再只怱怱忙忙地說兩句．&lt;br /&gt;腦裡沒放東西，人輕了很多，記回忘了的東西．&lt;br /&gt;人生出來，本應就是閒的，&lt;br /&gt;忙是壞習慣，要趁早戒掉才對．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我這樣答，希望朋友不會轉頭便跑吧．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3405018256746988307?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3405018256746988307/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3405018256746988307' title='9 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3405018256746988307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3405018256746988307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='忙與忘'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-815937647864367355</id><published>2008-04-05T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:19.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>一百口書釘 One Hundred Nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R_ZyMG_7foI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/JIWsqs9iFV4/s1600-h/Centochiodi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R_ZyMG_7foI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/JIWsqs9iFV4/s320/Centochiodi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185457573326454402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一百口書釘，全片沒有血腥，沒有暴力，但在我看來，卻是一齣恐怖片，是一個因愛成恨的故事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;書本的學問為哲學教授帶來身份與財富．在一個晚上，他把圖書館的古書丟在地上，狠狠地用釘直插書本的心臟，釘死了一百本書，直至筋疲力盡，才把恨稍稍地發洩了一些．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;釘不是普通的釘，是大大口的、刻意買回來的兇器．由買釘到乘夜深無人潛入圖書館，是一項有預謀的謀殺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不禁要問，動機是甚麼，是甚麼令一個人有那樣大的恨意？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他認為書本毫無意義，盡信書不如無書，誤了人生，聖經不能拯救世界．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他把車子把財物全丟到海中，放下所有逃到河畔小鎮隱居，體驗最原始樸素的生活．樸拙的村民，美麗的自然景致令他明白甚麼叫人生．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R_Zyv2_7fpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YXoJPD0K3GI/s1600-h/704301710051344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R_Zyv2_7fpI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/YXoJPD0K3GI/s320/704301710051344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185458187506777746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，書本都死得不明不白．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;書本是傳授知識與經驗，不是生活的全部．是知識令他有能力幫助小鎮上無知的村民．耶穌的故事與神跡在一個教授心中也許已經麻木，卻仍然感動純樸的大叔大嬸．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時知識叫人麻木，懂得太多，批判越多，感受反而變少．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有學問都離不開生活與人群．拯救人類的從來不是聖經，所以耶穌才要降世為人，走進人群中，與世人一起生活了三十多年．把水變酒，說浪子回頭的故事，活出甚麼是愛．愛，從來不在書本上，是人與人之間的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把書本釘死，緣於一場誤會，鑽了牛角尖，活進了象牙塔．世上許多的仇恨，也許都是一場誤會．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-815937647864367355?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/815937647864367355/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=815937647864367355' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/815937647864367355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/815937647864367355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-hundred-nails.html' title='一百口書釘 One Hundred Nails'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R_ZyMG_7foI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/JIWsqs9iFV4/s72-c/Centochiodi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2322936810001302126</id><published>2008-03-31T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>出前一丁</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-dknG_7flI/AAAAAAAAA54/g2NaB8CAPNY/s1600-h/200803241608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-dknG_7flI/AAAAAAAAA54/g2NaB8CAPNY/s320/200803241608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181220519369473618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請注意：以下不是出前一丁廣告．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年是出前一丁四十週年，它可說是伴著我長大，吃了多年都依然覺得美味．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;特別是大學時住宿舍的日子，左鄰右里都愛用電飯煲煮出前一丁做宵夜，一起吃，熱騰騰的分享，是溫暖的回憶之一．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在茶餐廳還未流行炒出前一丁之前，當我還很小的時候，已跟哥哥在家中開鑊在炒．除了炒以外，我們又自行發明了撈出前一丁．所以，我有理由懷疑，茶餐廳都是抄我們的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出前一丁現在已有許多不同的款式，有通心粉、杯麵、米粉等，但我還是認為最傳統那款一包包的麵最好吃．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;出前一丁真正價廉物美，才幾塊錢，三分鐘就可以食，又有各種不同的口味．而眾多味道中，最喜愛豬骨湯（如上圖），麻油味也不錯．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2322936810001302126?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2322936810001302126/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2322936810001302126' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2322936810001302126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2322936810001302126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_31.html' title='出前一丁'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-dknG_7flI/AAAAAAAAA54/g2NaB8CAPNY/s72-c/200803241608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4283408944124477309</id><published>2008-03-26T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>一年</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-IfEW_7epI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OeHemuTL3e4/s1600-h/Saving+Pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179736681183148690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-IfEW_7epI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OeHemuTL3e4/s320/Saving+Pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來我很富有．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過去一年，至少有九九八十一件值得紀念的事，好像很好意頭的樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每段時光過去後，剩下來的只有回憶與感覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記著事情相對地容易，記著感覺很難．同一件事，發生在不同的時空，感覺可以相差十萬八千里．現在的我，即使可回想起小時候的點滴，小孩子的情懷，卻無論如何都捉不住，好像隔著一塊厚厚的玻璃看自己，冷冰冰的，只有事，沒有情．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唯有當時的我有能力紀錄當時的心情，這是長大了無法做得到的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;中學到大學期間，我寫了許多日記，已封在箱子裡多年，放在一角．去年，曾經因為一次意外，不小心翻看了大學時的一段日子．自己看自己，居然有一種震動．現在，假使有多好的文采，也不可能傳達出當年的青澀．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;社會越是進步，感覺越是貧乏．我們活在一個一眼關七的時代，急速的資訊，物質太豐富的生活，使人不再去感受．輕易得到，我們都變成了掃瞄器，每樣東西一閃就過，沒來得及去存檔，又有別的新鮮事出現眼前．學了畫畫以後，發現偶爾來一次素描，細看事物的本身，其實會有不一樣的發現．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;趁還有感覺的時候，寫下來罷，記著現在的自己是誰．最大的財富，不是銀行裡的零，是曾經叫你感動的事，讓你快樂的東西，伴你走過每一段路的朋友，也是令你成長的挫折，一本書，一首歌，一齣戲，都值得紀念．如果回憶裡沒有感覺，多沒意思．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫ｂｌｏｇ就像儲蓄，一直寫，就會很富有．不過，我也有手緊的時候，到時，你要來打救我才好．當然，我也會在你的戶口儲蓄啊．願我們的ｂｌｏｇ都長長久久．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4283408944124477309?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4283408944124477309/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4283408944124477309' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4283408944124477309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4283408944124477309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_26.html' title='一年'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-IfEW_7epI/AAAAAAAAAw8/OeHemuTL3e4/s72-c/Saving+Pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5281618239654416834</id><published>2008-03-24T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:19.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>味道</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-aim2_7eqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tSUWg-ws-dk/s1600-h/200803161588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181007209818716834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-aim2_7eqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tSUWg-ws-dk/s320/200803161588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三個小時可完成的畫，三天都畫不出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師常常說我們的畫沒有畫味．不是畫得不像，是沒有味道，一看就知是課堂習作．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我是明白的．昨天看了江山美人，戲中每個角色都演得好．甄子丹打得好看，偶爾加插很型的姿勢．陳慧琳很美，被打得我見猶憐．就連畫面也是唯美的，背景的山水如世外桃園．故事有戰爭，有愛情，有武打．看的時候絕不會打呵欠，可是看後腦海內也不會留下甚麼．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好的戲是一看再看都有新發現．好茶是喝後舌頭還留有甘香．有味道是只可意會不可言傳．但明白不等於懂得畫，我的畫紙還呆在那裡．怎樣才可以把蔬果杯碟畫出味道來？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;苦惱極了．也許最有效的方法，就是開始畫．我的問題從來都是明白得太多，做得太少．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5281618239654416834?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5281618239654416834/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5281618239654416834' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5281618239654416834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5281618239654416834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_24.html' title='味道'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R-aim2_7eqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/tSUWg-ws-dk/s72-c/200803161588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5127874508948680903</id><published>2008-03-12T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>布的聯想</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R9a---8xyaI/AAAAAAAAAwI/XjsHxQAnI-I/s1600-h/200803091569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R9a---8xyaI/AAAAAAAAAwI/XjsHxQAnI-I/s320/200803091569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176534810968050082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是一塊布，一看到它我就喜歡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七彩繽紛，像彩虹．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太多顏色，一般會被評為沒品味．公司裡最多是黑白人，只穿黑和白的人．或許我們都自覺不配，沉悶的生活，配不上色彩．又或許黑和白是保護色，混在人群中，怕別人看見自己．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能穿上它，把它畫出來．是色彩令這個世界更美麗．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5127874508948680903?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5127874508948680903/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5127874508948680903' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5127874508948680903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5127874508948680903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_12.html' title='布的聯想'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R9a---8xyaI/AAAAAAAAAwI/XjsHxQAnI-I/s72-c/200803091569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5215800675320037339</id><published>2008-03-08T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>龜龜</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R8qhmKDLZUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/oFNer5Tp4uM/s1600-h/IMG_3495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R8qhmKDLZUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/oFNer5Tp4uM/s320/IMG_3495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124798893221186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R8qhW6DLZTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FNAfFdn5W-g/s1600-h/IMG_3483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R8qhW6DLZTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FNAfFdn5W-g/s320/IMG_3483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124536900216114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;剛去了曼谷旅遊．印象最深刻的，不是飲飲食食，而是Siam Ocean World裡的一隻龜．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我見過的龜，都是懶洋洋的，多是一動不動地躲在水底．幸運的話，或可看到牠們非常緩慢地移動．硬硬的外殼，也不怕外來襲擊，優哉悠哉，很懂養生之道．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這隻龜卻不同，牠不斷在游，而且速度比魚還快．我以為龜只會游蛙式，牠卻常常轉換泳姿，蛙式、自由式、蝶式，看得我呆了，難道牠在操練，要參加奧運嗎？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5215800675320037339?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5215800675320037339/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5215800675320037339' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5215800675320037339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5215800675320037339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_28.html' title='龜龜'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R8qhmKDLZUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/oFNer5Tp4uM/s72-c/IMG_3495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2882295210603961274</id><published>2008-03-04T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>重聚</title><content type='html'>原來，我在十二月時曾經寫了一篇，可能當時自覺寫得不好，想修改．後來，生活太忙，就忘了．現在突然發現了它，倒不介意它是好還是不好，只慶幸當時沒有刪除．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;＊＊＊＊&lt;br /&gt;最近有首歌總在腦中盤旋．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛參加了中大的校友重聚日，我沒期望跟同學重聚，一心只想跟惜日的自己重聚．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為大學時代至今依然叫我懷念．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;搬入宿舍，第一次自由自在地生活．記性不很好的我，大學時代的點滴卻沒法忘掉．仍記得入宿時穿那一件T-Shirt，那一條短褲．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;零晨在吐路港踏單車，累了就坐在路邊的小石路，望著海，跟當時最好的朋友聊天．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深夜，與好友躺在百萬大道，看著黑漆漆的天空，還記得我們說那天的月亮很圓很亮，但只要呆呆地凝視天空，仍能看到許多的星星．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考試季節，在宿舍內苦讀，夜已深．有男生在窗外叫我，我跑去看，他把雪糕擲上來，我只住二樓，是我吃過最美味的雪糕．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也有孤獨的時候，在碧秋樓做完功課，半夜三四點，一個人走下山的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心情不好，同學唱歌給我聽，那首歌叫My Peace．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟要好的同學一起唸詩選，學會了平平仄仄平平仄，我們把作好的詩寫在書簽上，互送對方．很浪漫嗎？但對方也是女孩子，那張書簽仍在．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重聚日的校園不再是我的校園．一草一木已不相同，黑板不見了變了白板，課室的木桌子變了人造纖維，設備更齊全的課室很大，卻沒有讓我可以回憶的空間．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來過去了的日子沒法重聚，只能懷念．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想起的那首歌，是《不如不見》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;頭沾濕　無可避免　倫敦總依戀雨點&lt;br /&gt;乘早機　忍耐著呵欠　完全為見你一面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尋得到　塵封小店　回不到相戀那天&lt;br /&gt;靈氣大概早被污染　誰為了生活不變&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越渴望見面然後發現　中間隔著那十年&lt;br /&gt;我想見的笑臉　只有懷念&lt;br /&gt;不懂　怎去再聊天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像我在往日還未抽煙　不知你怎麼變遷&lt;br /&gt;似等了一百年　忽爾明白&lt;br /&gt;即使再見面　成熟地表演　不如不見&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2882295210603961274?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2882295210603961274/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2882295210603961274' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2882295210603961274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2882295210603961274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_04.html' title='重聚'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5317991008146830052</id><published>2008-03-01T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>無聊與悶</title><content type='html'>無聊與悶，原來是不一樣的感覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月前因為工作的緣故，一個人在台灣待了數天，那種感覺是無聊不是悶．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了工作以外的地方，無論自己一個人到那裡逛，都覺無聊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得曾經跟朋友到台灣旅遊，即使是看一些小攤檔，也興高彩烈．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來沒有可分享的人在身邊，那些曾經令你樂上半天的地方突然會變得沒趣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無聊，或許可以說成是無人可以跟我聊天，再美的風景，再好吃的食物，也不再有意義．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無聊的時候會份外想念好朋友，因為是分享令一切變得美好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而悶，是一顆心被困在門內的感覺，有所謂悶悶不樂．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悶的人看整個世界都一樣，是色盲的一種．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論做甚麼事也提不起勁．沒有熱忱，沒有興趣，沒有理想，沒有愛的人．一顆心被困著，感受不到快樂或哀傷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，悶的時候，即使不願意，也要打開門，走出去，才能不悶．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;悶與無聊不一樣，開心與快樂不一樣，傷心與難過不一樣．其實不單是形容詞，人也一樣．外表看來人人也差不多，但只要真正認識一個人，卻總發現每個人也有獨特的地方．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;許多東西是一樣還是不一樣，只在乎自己的心有沒有被困著．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要把自己鎖起來才能去感受，能感受才可以分享，分享才令人生有意義．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，你應該明白，我不是因為無聊與悶才寫這一篇．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5317991008146830052?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5317991008146830052/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5317991008146830052' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5317991008146830052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5317991008146830052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='無聊與悶'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8363073523461956976</id><published>2008-02-20T10:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>看圖作文</title><content type='html'>繼上次幫我的畫改名後，我那位做大事的朋友又再幫我一把．他看不過眼我常常沒post出，決定做我的槍手．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，他這次決定要輕鬆一下，不做大事，做小事 - 小時候才會做的事：看圖作文．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小學時最怕看圖作文．依稀記得，一般會有四格圖畫，要是只把看到的寫出來，一定會得極低分．要有想像力，讓人感到你身處其中，才能拿高分．我想，現時某些港聞版又或是娛樂版的記者，小時候的看圖作文一定是滿分的罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;且來看看我朋友的傑作，我想他應該當不了記者．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7uWOjpC6UI/AAAAAAAAATA/Xxzup4bvj54/s1600-h/200802171501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168890174167509314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7uWOjpC6UI/AAAAAAAAATA/Xxzup4bvj54/s320/200802171501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;外衣、領帶&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外衣跟領帶，是上戰場的盔甲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;它倆默然不語，每天替你擋去不少傍人的批評、牢騷、閒言閒語。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天回家順手一拋，它倆便靜靜的在屋中暗角休息。身上沾到的是上司的煙味、午飯的咖喱味、還有辦公室裡死氣沉沉的氣味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到你睡醒，隨手拍拍灰塵，又要伴你出戰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以當你倦得要停下來休息的時候，別忘了好兄弟。請帶它倆到陽光下，吹吹風，讓外套抺上天空清澈的藍，領帶染上金黃的陽光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在青草地上輕鬆地微笑，多自在。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8363073523461956976?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8363073523461956976/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8363073523461956976' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8363073523461956976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8363073523461956976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_20.html' title='看圖作文'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7uWOjpC6UI/AAAAAAAAATA/Xxzup4bvj54/s72-c/200802171501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1186638032704714026</id><published>2008-02-17T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>想畫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7e_0DpC6RI/AAAAAAAAASo/G3Y-2KBcZnE/s1600-h/200802101485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7e_0DpC6RI/AAAAAAAAASo/G3Y-2KBcZnE/s320/200802101485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167809998482499858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫風，讓人感受到它的來與去，停留一瞬間留下的痕跡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫溫暖，讓人勾起窩心的舊事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫氣味，可能是老遠以前女朋友一轉身留下的氣息；又或是情人送的花香．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫觸感，也許是第一次牽手，尚有餘溫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫味覺，舌頭上的一角還依稀嚐到的味道，一顆永遠屬於母親的味蕾．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫感動，會是第一次看日出的震撼嗎？當然身邊應該還有一個人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫知遇，人生突然變得不再寂寞．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想畫悲傷，記著傷，才會更振作．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也想畫希望，讓人傷心時不致太難過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當然也要畫快樂，儲蓄快樂，才能努力向前走．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總有一天，我可以全都畫出來．現在未能畫出來，先寫出來罷！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1186638032704714026?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1186638032704714026/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1186638032704714026' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1186638032704714026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1186638032704714026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='想畫'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R7e_0DpC6RI/AAAAAAAAASo/G3Y-2KBcZnE/s72-c/200802101485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-923562679487442568</id><published>2008-01-30T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>百寶盒子</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6AU6ZVRg8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/oad_BBNqAA4/s1600-h/MagicBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161148166431671234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6AU6ZVRg8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/oad_BBNqAA4/s320/MagicBox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇上美好的東西，都想把它收起來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小時候，我有一個百寶盒子．內裡裝著的，都是我最喜歡的東西．明信片，生日卡，公仔，明星照片，同學仔送我的小禮物等．久不久就會珍而重之地拿出來細看，告訴自己擁有很多，很開心的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;長大了，喜歡的東西變得複雜，都不是一個盒子可以盛載．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡一個人，無論如何也無法據為己有．如果你認為已經擁有另一個人，你將會失去他／她．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很愛冬天很愛雨天，把景象拍下來可以嗎？但留不住的是那冷洌的氣味又同時溫暖的奇妙感覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算是一片落葉，把它藏到盒子裡，它也只會一天比一天枯萎．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有形的，無形的，都會走．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛從外地回來，錯過了香港那僅有的嚴冬．正在可惜之際，居然有人把冬天留了下來給我．還能感受到的，是文字和照片以外的溫暖．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來，甚麼都留不下，也甚麼都留得下．這當中，有一個魔法．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最美好的東西，不能放進盒子，卻都能放在心中．那兒很大，再多，也放得下，也留得住．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-923562679487442568?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/923562679487442568/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=923562679487442568' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/923562679487442568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/923562679487442568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_30.html' title='百寶盒子'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6AU6ZVRg8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/oad_BBNqAA4/s72-c/MagicBox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1226698570571287791</id><published>2008-01-22T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>小提琴</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6nl9pVRg9I/AAAAAAAAASY/L5yI1sefwV0/s1600-h/200801201410_R.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6nl9pVRg9I/AAAAAAAAASY/L5yI1sefwV0/s320/200801201410_R.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163911294986847186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這小提琴被我改了又改，終於畫了出來．其間，有多次想過放棄．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很忙啊，欠交一次可以嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;長大了，即使不做功課，也不再會有人責罵．沒有對不起任何人，除了自己．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1226698570571287791?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1226698570571287791/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1226698570571287791' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1226698570571287791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1226698570571287791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_22.html' title='小提琴'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6nl9pVRg9I/AAAAAAAAASY/L5yI1sefwV0/s72-c/200801201410_R.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8208209988494003820</id><published>2008-01-16T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>為甚麼</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4y0n2aocvI/AAAAAAAAARw/xyJNpD4f3H8/s1600-h/200712301329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4y0n2aocvI/AAAAAAAAARw/xyJNpD4f3H8/s320/200712301329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155694270147490546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼要拿梵谷的畫來做佈景？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;賣的是音樂，跟梵谷的畫有甚麼關係？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果賣弄的是一男一女在美術館相遇的氣氛，美術館可以用手機播音樂那麼吵的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這三幅畫在同一間美術館嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真氣人．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8208209988494003820?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8208209988494003820/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8208209988494003820' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8208209988494003820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8208209988494003820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_16.html' title='為甚麼'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4y0n2aocvI/AAAAAAAAARw/xyJNpD4f3H8/s72-c/200712301329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6566467206651985108</id><published>2008-01-14T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>落葉</title><content type='html'>他們，都是從地上檢回來的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他們的顏色和形態都不一樣．有些有斑點，有些穿了洞，有些一角崩了，有些已經乾得彎了腰，有些左右不對稱．他們都不完美，但都很美麗．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我從沒那麼細心地凝視過一塊樹葉，還要是落葉．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今次功課的主角是樹葉．我走到公園，看見他他他和他躺在地上，在清道夫的掃把未來之前，把他們帶回家．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫之前先替他們來一張大合照．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4oTNGaoctI/AAAAAAAAARg/LngsxFxvt-M/s1600-h/200801131382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4oTNGaoctI/AAAAAAAAARg/LngsxFxvt-M/s320/200801131382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154953839260496594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再畫一幅畫，紀念我們的相遇．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6nmU5VRg-I/AAAAAAAAASg/n0qgz-FqGmk/s1600-h/200801131387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R6nmU5VRg-I/AAAAAAAAASg/n0qgz-FqGmk/s320/200801131387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163911694418805730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6566467206651985108?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6566467206651985108/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6566467206651985108' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6566467206651985108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6566467206651985108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_14.html' title='落葉'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4oTNGaoctI/AAAAAAAAARg/LngsxFxvt-M/s72-c/200801131382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5838848046784633270</id><published>2008-01-07T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>冷靜與熱情之間</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4IlM2aocsI/AAAAAAAAARY/E9af-ZIvCIo/s1600-h/20061031-WineCocktail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4IlM2aocsI/AAAAAAAAARY/E9af-ZIvCIo/s200/20061031-WineCocktail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152721826361144002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;我們都是這樣，你待我好一點，我也才待你好一點．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果冷靜與熱情可以計算，得到答案之後又是否可以實行？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我明知他/她不會待我很好，給我的永遠只是一分的冷靜．經過深思熟慮，我知道必須還以兩分的冷，才不至受傷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力地把溫度計撥過去，它會停在那裡嗎？還是按照我的心，自動跳回10．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果它不再跳，我又應否為自己綀成絕世神功而高興？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要保護自己，最好的方法是保持衡溫．好像辦公室的冷氣，永恆地25度，很可靠，每個人都習慣了，但沒有人會發現它的存在．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，要有義無反顧的熱情才算真正活過，但那是藝術家的專利．而他們，一般早死．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;否則，請訓練自己擁有一顆強壯的心臟．好像史路比漫畫裡的Lucy，不屈不撓地用10度的熱情愛慕著零度的Schroeder．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，當綀成神功的時候，我已經老了．但現在，我有時會假裝武功蓋世．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請給我一杯3分冷靜與7分熱情的Cocktail．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5838848046784633270?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5838848046784633270/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5838848046784633270' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5838848046784633270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5838848046784633270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_07.html' title='冷靜與熱情之間'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R4IlM2aocsI/AAAAAAAAARY/E9af-ZIvCIo/s72-c/20061031-WineCocktail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7853556528304334860</id><published>2008-01-04T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>再說梵谷</title><content type='html'>梵谷的一生，從沒有過長久的愛情和友情．對一個感情豐富的人來說，應該是十分可憐的一件事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他每次向喜歡的女子表白都被拒絕．他和高更曾經是很要好的朋友，彼此酷愛藝術，但高更最後也離開他．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;難得遇上同路人，梵谷為了歡迎高更來到法國的小鎮與自己一起住，用心佈置房間．又把充滿陽光氣息的向日葵畫了又畫，我可以想像他當時的渴望有多強烈.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但現實跟期望往往相反．只有數星期，高更就走了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梵谷的熱情與高更的孤芳自賞，縱然有共同的興趣，靠得太近，也令友情死亡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是否每一段感情都要保持適當的距離，留有空間，才可以生長？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太疏離，感情會變淡；靠得太近，會變質．感情太強烈的人，一定無法把距離拿捏得準．所以，梵谷總把身邊的人嚇走．長久的愛，是理性與感性的平衡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;距離，是養份是空氣．要更親密，原來先要走遠一點．就好像要跳高，先要有空間助跑一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他死後百多年後的今天，相信很多人願意愛他．但要是你身邊真有一個梵谷，你還是會離棄他．因為我們都沒多少時間真真正正去認識一個人．喜歡，有時是很表面很膚淺的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，每個人生命中都有玫瑰，梵谷的一生縱然破破爛爛，他的弟弟愛護他至生命終結．也多得他的弟弟，梵谷才會寫那麼多的信，今天的人才有機會去愛他，雖然遲了許多年．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7853556528304334860?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7853556528304334860/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7853556528304334860' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7853556528304334860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7853556528304334860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='再說梵谷'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7489678449434756364</id><published>2007-12-31T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>走馬看花</title><content type='html'>一放假，就給人拉了去旅遊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先到了瑞士的小鎮．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fKrWaocjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GvPW_BvoD5o/s1600-h/200712291297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fKrWaocjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GvPW_BvoD5o/s320/200712291297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149807545021919794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;探訪了雪人和他的朋友．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fK62aockI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SlkLBm0auNA/s1600-h/200712291204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fK62aockI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SlkLBm0auNA/s320/200712291204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149807811309892162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又去了北海道的七色花田，冬天也開花！？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fMWGaoclI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XsZYMq9FqqA/s1600-h/200712291254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fMWGaoclI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XsZYMq9FqqA/s320/200712291254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149809378972955218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有我朋友梵谷最愛的向日葵．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fMlGaocmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H5EemVkyZRI/s1600-h/200712291264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fMlGaocmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/H5EemVkyZRI/s320/200712291264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149809636670992994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到了中國的茶園．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fNfGaocnI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ddBDSmAVv1A/s1600-h/200712291271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fNfGaocnI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ddBDSmAVv1A/s320/200712291271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149810633103405682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去了這麼多地方，累嗎？一點也不，因為只是一天的旅程．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直並不太喜歡這些仿真的樂園，所以不用理會這兒是那裡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最令我喜出望外的，反而是入住的酒店．才四百大元，有大得可以跑步的房間，還有露天浴池和無敵海景．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fNr2aocoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3sGI2cSC5xk/s1600-h/200712291306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fNr2aocoI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3sGI2cSC5xk/s320/200712291306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149810852146737794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fN6maocpI/AAAAAAAAARA/ScZZ097ICKc/s1600-h/200712291312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fN6maocpI/AAAAAAAAARA/ScZZ097ICKc/s320/200712291312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149811105549808274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fOGWaocqI/AAAAAAAAARI/Wh95Dp22vYY/s1600-h/200712291309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fOGWaocqI/AAAAAAAAARI/Wh95Dp22vYY/s320/200712291309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149811307413271202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走馬看花了一整天，最快樂卻是望著天望著海睡覺的時候，很奢侈.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7489678449434756364?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7489678449434756364/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7489678449434756364' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7489678449434756364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7489678449434756364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_31.html' title='走馬看花'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R3fKrWaocjI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GvPW_BvoD5o/s72-c/200712291297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8989728122513666175</id><published>2007-12-14T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>聲色犬馬色士風</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R2AChlU5z2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/uj3MGxfVVwU/s1600-h/200712121196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143113550435831650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R2AChlU5z2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/uj3MGxfVVwU/s320/200712121196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真是感到很不好意思，用了一個如此勁的標題，去配一幅那樣遜的畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;標題是朋友幫我改的．都是我錯，只告訴他畫裡有狗、有馬、有人在吹色士風，卻沒有先給他看畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而他，是做慣大事的人，就幫我的畫起了一個砸地有聲的大名．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要了別人替我的畫命名，不能不用，只好厚顏地照出．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感覺就像名字叫玫瑰，但長得不美；叫國棟，但很平庸．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這件事給我的啟發是，如果將來有小孩，我一定給他／她一個很普通不起眼的名字．&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8989728122513666175?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8989728122513666175/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8989728122513666175' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8989728122513666175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8989728122513666175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_14.html' title='聲色犬馬色士風'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R2AChlU5z2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/uj3MGxfVVwU/s72-c/200712121196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6432824460549377887</id><published>2007-12-12T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:09.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2. 梵谷'/><title type='text'>Vincent</title><content type='html'>心情很好，因為梵谷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然喜歡畫畫，但一直對藝術家沒有多大的認識，亦沒甚麼興趣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近上課時老師總是說起梵谷．他對他的熱愛感染了我．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;受老師的薰陶，我開始對梵谷好奇起來，這幾天都在看他的畫、看他給弟弟寫的信．漸漸愛上了他．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他性格鮮明，感情豐富，對人對世界充滿好奇和愛．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的一生很短，也很長．他只活了三十多年，但他的熱情，在百多年後，依然活著，就像他說：「只要活人還活著，死去的人總是還活著．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡他的話：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"There is no blue without yellow and without orange."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to.... The feeling for the things themselves, for reality, is more important than the feeling for pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We spend our whole lives in unconscious exercise of the art of expressing our thoughts with the help of words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tell you, the more I think, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you hear a voice within you say "you cannot paint", then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Painting is a faith, and it imposes the duty to disregard public opinion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love always bring difficulities, that is true, but the good side of it is that it gives energy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If one wants to be active, one must not be afraid of going wrong, one must not be afraid of making mistakes now and then. Many people think that they will become good just by doing no harm - but that's a lie... That way lies stagnation, mediocrity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"People are often unable to do anything, imprisoned as they are in I don't know what kind of terrible, terrible, oh such terrible cage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep going, keep going come what may. But what is your final goal, you may ask. That goal will become clearer, will emerge slowly but surely, much as the draft turns into the sketch and the sketch into the painting through the serious work done on it, through the elaboration of the original vague idea and through the consolidation of the first fleeting and passing thought." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6432824460549377887?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6432824460549377887/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6432824460549377887' title='7 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6432824460549377887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6432824460549377887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/vincent.html' title='Vincent'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6479282820828742935</id><published>2007-12-09T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>只要看見他就快樂</title><content type='html'>面對著喜歡的人，真是甚麼事也做得出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚，我做了一件十分無聊的事，我對著電視機的影像拍照．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看《史力加３》，看到薑餅人在回憶自己歷史的那一段時，我興奮極了，把影像逐格重播，拍照．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他，總令我笑．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tkGFU5zwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C9sXiT1wujg/s1600-h/200712081127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tkGFU5zwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C9sXiT1wujg/s200/200712081127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141813455245397762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlJFU5zzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5v6bXnQybGc/s1600-h/200712081129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlJFU5zzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5v6bXnQybGc/s200/200712081129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141814606296633138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tkslU5zyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CJ9I6HFaRWs/s1600-h/200712081131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tkslU5zyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CJ9I6HFaRWs/s200/200712081131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141814116670361378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlVVU5z0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/jk2h99D938Q/s1600-h/200712081132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlVVU5z0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/jk2h99D938Q/s200/200712081132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141814816750030658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlp1U5z1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5Y5GzzfrfgM/s1600-h/200712081135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tlp1U5z1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/5Y5GzzfrfgM/s200/200712081135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141815168937348946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6479282820828742935?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6479282820828742935/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6479282820828742935' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6479282820828742935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6479282820828742935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_09.html' title='只要看見他就快樂'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1tkGFU5zwI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C9sXiT1wujg/s72-c/200712081127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8343597308028598410</id><published>2007-12-08T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>雜錦</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1qR-lU5zvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/c1YG0Pix9iI/s1600-h/200712081123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1qR-lU5zvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/c1YG0Pix9iI/s320/200712081123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141582428954545906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一堂課要畫這麼多東西，很吃力．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沒畫過動物，擔心畫不好．但看見同學都揮筆在畫，我也只好硬著頭皮畫起來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師說畫得不像只有一個原因，就是懶，只要練習得多，一定像．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫好了，至少豬有點像罷．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8343597308028598410?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8343597308028598410/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8343597308028598410' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8343597308028598410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8343597308028598410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_08.html' title='雜錦'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R1qR-lU5zvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/c1YG0Pix9iI/s72-c/200712081123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7453265792195429830</id><published>2007-12-03T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:58.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>寫了一半的忐忑</title><content type='html'>以前只是讀者，每次跑到喜歡的blog但沒有新post，心中會想，怎麼搞的，開了blog又不寫，真教人失望．情況就好像他負了我，我要向他討債一樣．又好像喜歡的專欄作家無故脫期一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到開始寫blog，再以讀者身份親身看blog，便知道自己以前的想法多討厭，不懂得體諒他人．知道人總有累的時候，也有麻木的時候．無能力分享或無時間分享，其實是很可憐的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日子再久一點，日積月累地知道了喜歡的bloggers的許多事情，想法就更不同．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漸漸把那些素未謀面的人都當成自己的朋友，是有點不能自己的自作多情．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他或她喜歡甚麼顏色，愛吃甚麼東西，有多少個好朋友，做甚麼工作，去過那兒旅遊，喜歡那一本書，那一首歌，失過戀嗎，對現在的生活滿意嗎，有甚麼理想等．這一些都不是三言兩語可道出來的東西，也是人生中很重要的點滴，我都漸漸知道．因為真正喜歡看，所以沒有刻意記著也都已在心中．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時看見他們情緒低落，會替他們擔心．曾經看到一個blogger失戀，我努力去寫一些安慰和鼓勵她的話時，我發現自己眼有淚光；到看見她重新振作，我又笑了出來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，今天若遇上同一情況，心中會想，他／她一定是忙壞了，希望不會太過辛勞，快點忙完再寫就好了．又會想，他／她沒甚麼事吧？到再看到他／她再出post時，就好像老朋友對我說：「我回來了！」一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小時候也會把喜愛的專欄作家當成是自己的老朋友，但總是單向的．現在對著喜歡的blogger，縱然彼此不真正認識，至少可留言幾句．日子越久，越知道彼此的想法，就像真正的朋友一樣，至少也算是個筆友罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己寫的東西有人看（雖然不多），當然十分開心．但如果喜歡看我的人看不到新post而失望，我便會十分難過．我把我僅有的讀者都已當成是我的朋友．生活中或許有很多不能避免的虛情假意，但我相信某程度上，blog反而是更真實的地方．所以，有時有話要說，卻不知怎麼說，或是只寫了一半又不能出post時，心中是很忐忑的啊．因為跟朋友分享，從來都是一件快樂的事．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7453265792195429830?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7453265792195429830/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7453265792195429830' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7453265792195429830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7453265792195429830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='寫了一半的忐忑'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4094037838551598253</id><published>2007-11-29T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>女人．衣服</title><content type='html'>入秋後，一直都想找個時間把冬天的衣服拿出來．奈何就是懶，一直拖一直拖，返工也快沒衣服穿了，來來去去那幾件，自己都看膩了．周末，終於把冬天的衣服都找了出來，又把心一橫，把許久都沒穿過的一件件摺好，捐掉．衣櫃整理好後，正想計劃這一周要穿甚麼，不得了，剩下來的我依然不想穿！反正許久沒有一本正經地去買新衣換季，是時候去一轉瘋狂大購物．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時裝店都人頭湧湧的，等試衣服等到天荒地老也輪不到我．有女子每試一件衣服後都要從試衣室走出來，轉一圈，問朋友好不好看．最後，逛了一整天，居然一點收獲都沒有．我看中的都只剩下陳列出來的那一件．天啊，還沒有減價，怎可能那麼快就賣清光？女人買衣服真的買得那麼快那麼兇嗎？只是十一月而已，十月就要買冬裝嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人都喜歡買東西，不要問女人辛苦賺來的錢都去了何處，一定是全穿光了．要知道買了一件衣服，就會發現沒裙子配，當然鞋子也不能馬虎，還有手袋，化妝品．不要以為全都買齊了就不會再買，女人買衣服，是買一個希望，幻想自己穿上新衣後會變得很漂亮．但後來發現夢想沒有成真，又會再買．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亦舒說，做女人，不要像一件衣服，要像一幅畫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一件衣服，看兩看穿兩穿就膩了．一幅畫，看一百年，看一千年也看不完．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但大部分的名畫，都是作者死後才出名的．在生時並沒有人懂得欣賞，寂寂地在一角封塵．還是先買一件漂亮的衣服，自以為變漂亮了都好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4094037838551598253?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4094037838551598253/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4094037838551598253' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4094037838551598253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4094037838551598253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_29.html' title='女人．衣服'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-6215003042453263726</id><published>2007-11-20T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:44.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>Appreciation Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R0J3nK3fsgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9aRpYwRJXi4/s1600-h/0324.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134798039971508738" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R0J3nK3fsgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9aRpYwRJXi4/s200/0324.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人的生命中都總有天使．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的天使一號，是我的一個朋友．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們是兩種看起來完全不可能混熟的類型．他說話時總是聲大大的，你不認識他，會覺得他很兇、很難纏．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但世事總有無限可能，我們竟然成為了很要好的朋友，或者應該說是知己更貼切，可算是我人生中一個很幸運的意外．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;覺得和他的距離拉近了，是知道他也喜歡看書的時候．對我來說，喜歡看書，特別是喜歡看小說，是一個很大的優點．自從中學畢業以後，再也沒有遇過愛小說的朋友．可能我主修的是商科的緣故，同學看的閒書，一點也不閒，都是實用性的參考書為主．而我，很偏見地認為愛小說的人心中都有一種難以言喻的溫柔，人壞極也有限．懂得投入小說世界又或是作者世界的人，都是細心的，會得更明白朋友的感受和想法．而天使一號，就是這樣的一個人，他大聲，但原來一點也不惡，還真的很細心．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一次叫我意外的，是他說人根本就是孤獨的．一號常常說道理，無論甚麼也一二三四的分析起來，他的人生看起來是被理性推動的，很積極也極冷靜地前進著，但他居然說出這麼感性的話來．他分析這個世界，同時也感受這個世界．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最令我高興的，是他會寫中文，一種久違了的溝通藝術．一些話，面對面不好說，也說不出口．而且，許多心情和感想，在有機會說出來之前已被忘記了．寫就不一樣了，寫者和看者都有更大的空間去感受、理解和回應．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沒有太多的好朋友，而生活中，遇到最多的是說話無稜兩可的人，實話實說的人少之又少．許多人說話時都明哲保身，甚麼事也不置可否，好不表態，壞的更不敢說．用字多是大慨、可能、或者．而一號，卻不是這樣的，他仍然會說真話．他的常用字庫是一定、應該、絕對、沒錯、完全正確．對於我這種時常拿不定主意的女子來說，他簡直是我的９９９求助熱線．不過，他有時也會很理直氣壯地在胡說八道，但他的優點是有錯會認、打就企定那類，你要是能說服他，他還會多謝你呢．要很有自信的人，才能這樣罷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嚕囌長氣這些詞彙，從來只會讓我想起媽媽．我有許多的壞習慣，小時常被媽媽日哦夜哦．而且，我從小都是一個悲觀的人，說得動聽一點是多愁善感，老實一點說是無病呻吟．我常常知道很多，做得很少．有許多夢想，但都停留在夢和想的階段．一不留神，就會呆坐著．長大了，離開媽媽自己住，沒有人再嚕囌我，朋友間的提點都是一句起兩句止．但其實我知道，對我嚕囌又長氣的人，都是真心真意待我好的人，誰還有耐性去煩路人甲乙丙呢？而一號，真是十二分嚕囌．我也迫不得已怕了他，屈服在他的長氣之下，努力把缺點慢慢改過來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果，你身邊有一位朋友，在你意志消沉時推動你向前走；在你思緒混亂時讓你明白自己更多；在你很沒自信時鼓勵你發揮所長；在你懶惰時絮絮不休地煩你；在你快樂時讓你更快樂，不用懷疑，他就是你的天使，你一定要好好待他，不要讓他飛走了．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-6215003042453263726?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/6215003042453263726/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=6215003042453263726' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6215003042453263726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/6215003042453263726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/appreciation-letter.html' title='Appreciation Letter'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/R0J3nK3fsgI/AAAAAAAAAPI/9aRpYwRJXi4/s72-c/0324.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3372360691373094833</id><published>2007-11-18T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:44.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6. 旅遊'/><title type='text'>留住大澳</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_LNa3fscI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pRhM_Se0JBk/s1600-h/200711171061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_LNa3fscI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pRhM_Se0JBk/s400/200711171061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134045531636478402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早在一個月前已想再去一次大澳．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得大概在十月的一個晚上，看新聞時聽到政府說要發展大澳，花不知多少億，當中提到要建甚麼廣場．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時，我真的心中一驚，吓！不是嘛，廣場？我不能想像大澳有一個廣場，香港有金紫荊廣場還不夠嗎？是發展？還是破壞？又或是發展本身就是一種破壞呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_Lda3fsdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KowjhqIfrfE/s1600-h/200711171005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_Lda3fsdI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KowjhqIfrfE/s400/200711171005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134045806514385362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一年前的冬天去過一次大澳，是由東涌行山路走去的，至少行了五個小時．在我筋疲力盡的時候，終於到達大澳，我依然記得那時驚為天人的感覺，行得再辛苦也值得．香港原來有這麼特別這樣美的地方．一間間建在水上的棚屋，原始的鄉土氣息，我想真是全世界獨一無二的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_Luq3fseI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wvuoSdVwL7c/s1600-h/200711171079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_Luq3fseI/AAAAAAAAAO4/wvuoSdVwL7c/s400/200711171079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134046102867128802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨日再去，沒有當年的力氣，只是由東涌坐車去．天氣好極了，大澳依然很美．大街上充滿著獨特的魚乾味．那些路都是窄窄的，彎彎曲曲的，行近棚屋，又有水鄉的氣味．每一所房子都各有特色，都是小小的，有些還在燒柴．在郊外中，看見山那樣高，天那樣闊，人特別渺小，有甚麼煩惱，也暫且放下．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_ska3fsfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Kc-GD4YDeWU/s1600-h/200711171044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_ska3fsfI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Kc-GD4YDeWU/s400/200711171044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134082210657186290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，一路走一路走，我發現了一個事實，現在的大澳始終是留不住的．因為在水上棚屋居住的都是七八十歲的公公婆婆，當這一代離去後，還有人願意住進去嗎？沒有人住的地方，那地方就不再有靈魂，再美，也只是一個遊客區．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我總想人不老地方不變，看來終要失望．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3372360691373094833?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3372360691373094833/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3372360691373094833' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3372360691373094833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3372360691373094833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_18.html' title='留住大澳'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rz_LNa3fscI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pRhM_Se0JBk/s72-c/200711171061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-5008434195108565020</id><published>2007-11-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:45.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>氹氹轉、菊花園</title><content type='html'>多謝 &lt;a href="http://dorablahblah.blogspot.com/"&gt;mad dog&lt;/a&gt;，讓我也有份湊熱鬧．．．氹氹轉、菊花園．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 小時候的理想是什麼？&lt;br /&gt;作家，因為喜愛亦舒．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 這輩子最快樂的是什麼事？&lt;br /&gt;應該仍未出現，the best is yet to come！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 你喜歡的顏色？&lt;br /&gt;藍和綠，最喜歡藍天綠樹．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 你有多久沒有傻笑了？&lt;br /&gt;今日才傻笑過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 你最想去哪個地方？為什麼？&lt;br /&gt;歐洲的美術館，當年去的時候未喜歡畫畫，錯過了許多．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 最受不了自己哪個缺點？&lt;br /&gt;悲觀．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 如果有不開心的事情，你會怎麼辦？&lt;br /&gt;吃、畫畫、洗澡、找朋友訴苦、請食飯．　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 四季裡喜歡哪一季?&lt;br /&gt;冬天，最怕熱．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 五年內比較現實的目標是什麼？&lt;br /&gt;畫一本遊記．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 如果你得了絕症你會跟家人講嗎？&lt;br /&gt;會，但很遲才會說．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 說出點你名的人的3個優點？&lt;br /&gt;可靠（因為她總有ｐｏｓｔ出），熱情，出ｐｏｓｔ有效率又有水準．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 孤獨是什麼？&lt;br /&gt;人根本是孤獨的，必須接受．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 喜歡什麼類型的人？&lt;br /&gt;令我面紅心跳手足無措的人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 你對你的近況滿意嗎？有什麼需要改變&lt;br /&gt;不滿意，正在努力，活了許多年，仍不懂得怎樣生活，正努力學習不給自己那麼多壓力、學習享受生活、學習睡覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 覺得自己會幾歲結婚、生孩子？&lt;br /&gt;結婚好幾年了，生仔嘛？很難答．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 去過最美的地方是哪裡？&lt;br /&gt;北海道的美瑛，一片又一片的藍和綠．．．　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 你曾經愛上過同性嗎?&lt;br /&gt;應該無．．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 如果能讓你實現一個願望，會是什麼？&lt;br /&gt;每晚都睡得好　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 喜歡怎樣的二人世界生活？&lt;br /&gt;只要在一起，甚麼都好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 如果被喜歡的人拒絕，怎麼辦？&lt;br /&gt;面紅，跑，哭，躲起來不見人．．．其實我未試過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多謝．但我認識的Blogger有限，踢不到人啦．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-5008434195108565020?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/5008434195108565020/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=5008434195108565020' title='5 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5008434195108565020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/5008434195108565020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_17.html' title='氹氹轉、菊花園'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3660795644846986716</id><published>2007-11-13T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:45.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>Warning Letter in a Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RzkRycQrmwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dMoDp7KgseA/s1600-h/23280767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132152808642681602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RzkRycQrmwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dMoDp7KgseA/s200/23280767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿瓦，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是時候面對現實了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這三個月以來，你的生活沒有正常過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實甚麼才叫正常，我想每個人的定義都不一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的不正常是你不能平心靜氣地生活．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;簡單來說，就是你自己不見了．我看見你啊，你總是站在一旁，冷冷的看著自己在忙這忙那，跟一具機器毫無分別．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我記得你曾經說過，要是有一天不再想寫東西，沒有東西要分享，而這種情況持續了一段時間的話，就是需要檢討自己生活的時候．我還記得你告訴過我，生活怎會缺少可分享的事呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知三個月是不是一條警誡線，但至少，應該要出一封warning letter給你．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時上班下班，在很擠迫的地鐵車廂中我聽到你問自己，許多的人，擠進擠出，是為了甚麼．你很想問他們，你們這樣趕，為的是甚麼？要到那裡去？為甚麼這個世界好像跟你沒有甚麼關係．你原來不單冷冷地看著自己，也冷冷地看著其他人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;負面的情緒沒辦法抒發，很令人討厭嗎？我知你不想令人擔心．但不要緊，你這個ｂｌｏｇ沒甚麼人看 ，你可以在這時候這地方，做回一個小小的自己．說了出來，到底舒服一點．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在大城市生活，沒有大叫大嚷的自由．要說不悏意的事，也只能閒閒地、心平氣和地說．然後，許多人會幫你分析，列舉原因一二三．．．告訴你其實已經很幸福．但朋友總要走，剩你一個人的時候，你還是把面孔掛了下來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想走到山上去，然後大喊：喂．．．．你聽到我叫你嗎？你要加油，努力，好好生活．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把信列印出來，放入樽子裡，然後掉進海中，一切就會好起來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿玉&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3660795644846986716?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3660795644846986716/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3660795644846986716' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3660795644846986716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3660795644846986716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/warning-letter-in-bottle.html' title='Warning Letter in a Bottle'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RzkRycQrmwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/dMoDp7KgseA/s72-c/23280767.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7257465585585709225</id><published>2007-11-05T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:39:41.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>也談發呆</title><content type='html'>看到鄰居計算士說起&lt;a href="http://calcutec.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html"&gt;發呆&lt;/a&gt;，我也有感而發．讓我也來發一個呆．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的第一個反應是對啊，我也不會發呆，也最愛胡思亂想，腦袋沒一刻能停下來，專想無謂的東西，這也許亦是我常常失眠的原因．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，正如計算士提到，發呆常常是不自覺的．這可能說常常發呆的人也可以覺得自己是不發呆的人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的不發呆嗎？．．．我想起來了，其實我每天都發呆，就在每晚的黃金時段，當我看連續劇的時候，我就被釘在沙發上，眼看著電視，腦袋卻一片空白，到放廣告的時候，我依舊呆坐著．每天如是，浪費了許多時間．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另一個叫我不自覺發呆的地方，就是在斑馬線前，等待交通燈由紅轉綠的時候．而且，我發現許多人都跟我一樣，當轉為綠燈時，都依然呆站著不立即過馬路的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇到悶的人也容易發呆，望著他／她，腦袋自動關掉．我認為這是自我保護程式的啟動，讓我們免於受苦．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，發呆讓腦袋休息，有助腦部發展，用廣告式的誇張語句，就是有淨化功能．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太累的時候，發一個呆，美其名曰打坐．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失眠的時候，也要叫自己發一個呆，應有助入睡．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過呢，發呆的定義是不是一定要睜開眼？否則就叫打瞌睡．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7257465585585709225?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7257465585585709225/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7257465585585709225' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7257465585585709225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7257465585585709225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_05.html' title='也談發呆'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7530379060562755927</id><published>2007-11-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>冷</title><content type='html'>今晚放工時感覺很冷，不是涼，是冷，有點發抖，因為我只穿薄薄的襯衫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很喜歡冬天的感覺，或者應該這樣說，很喜歡把冷變暖．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，冬天最喜歡打邊爐，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外出回家先喝一杯熱茶，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;與喜歡的人散步然後牽著手，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我有一雙手襪，我會分一隻給我的朋友．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有一段冷變暖的溫暖記憶．在我大學時，我忘了穿外套就去上課，我的好同學把衣服跟我一起穿．怎樣一起穿？就是每人只穿一會，身暖了就換另一個人穿．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡天氣很冷我的心很暖的感覺．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於有感覺了．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7530379060562755927?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/7530379060562755927/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=7530379060562755927' title='6 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7530379060562755927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/7530379060562755927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='冷'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-3239105794060250105</id><published>2007-10-31T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:35:47.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>我會死嗎？</title><content type='html'>我會死嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答案是一定會．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實我們都會死，只是大部份時間都忘記了．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你甚麼時候想起自己會死？我想最大可能就是參加別人葬禮的時候，又或是身體健康有問題的時候．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想起死亡，是因為後者．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近身體不太好，醫生要我去驗血．看得小說及韓劇太多的我就想，我會有甚麼絕症嗎？要是被驗出有不治之症，我會很害怕嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;認真地想過這個問題後，我的結論是原來我並不害怕死忙．煩惱的只是怎樣向各式各樣的人交代．可以讓我無聲無息地消失嗎？就好像未曾存在過一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還要想的是剩下那些日子，我要怎樣過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;報告都出來了，我沒有絕症，暫時應該死不了．醫生看著我，問：你很失望嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是嗎，我露出失望的樣子嗎？這也太過份了罷．我說的當然是我自己．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從來都不是一個樂觀的人．不大懂得面對生活中各樣的壓力和各種的失望．最近的心情還是很低落．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不想寫Ｂｌｏｇ，或者應該說是不能寫ｂｌｏｇ，是不想面對太負面的自己．只要不寫出來，也許還可以裝作我依然很快樂．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，活著的人總要有活著的樣子，除了上班嬉戲吃喝玩樂在失望與傷心之間掙扎外，一天未死，也要寫．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-3239105794060250105?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/3239105794060250105/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=3239105794060250105' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3239105794060250105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/3239105794060250105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_31.html' title='我會死嗎？'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-7061768956784955226</id><published>2007-10-18T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:39:41.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='其他'/><title type='text'>失眠者的自白</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RxbBlQzUQAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/RU9N8_TxVEg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122494472090042370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RxbBlQzUQAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/RU9N8_TxVEg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我小時侯是一個常常渴睡的小孩，有甚麼煩惱，先睡一覺再算．我記得每次有人問我不開心時會做些甚麼，我的答案一定是睡覺．因為人睡了就沒有知覺，不用想不用煩．現在回想起來，小時的我比現在更有智慧．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知從甚麼時候開始，我失眠．我最早的一段關於失眠的記憶，是在我的大學時代．因為太想念一個人而失眠．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漸漸地，我認為解決問題的方法不再是逃避，而是思考．但愚魯如我，思緒混亂，問題沒解決，卻養成了胡思亂想的習慣．一開始想東西，就無法停下來．就像煞車系統失靈的車子，橫衝直撞，走上不歸路．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近又開始失眠．一躺在床上就開始擔心睡不著．努力叫自己集中精神不要想東西，這樣當然失敗．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失眠的時候做些甚麼好？總括來說，除了睡覺，甚麼都可以做．我認為可分兩類：消極地失眠和積極地失眠．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先說消極地失眠，我經常歸於這一類．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先來數十個輾轉反側，然後不停看鐘．．．唉．兩點，三點，四點．．&lt;br /&gt;開始倒數：如果我四點前睡得著就好了，叫自己快些睡快些睡．&lt;br /&gt;不停在想：死啦，明天又要返工．&lt;br /&gt;在床上看書，但一個字也看不進去，完全沒尊重過那本書．&lt;br /&gt;很悲觀地希望自己消失．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;積極地失眠：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起還有幾隻ｄｖｄ未看，趁機看過夠．&lt;br /&gt;可靜靜地看書，真好．&lt;br /&gt;吃宵夜，好味．&lt;br /&gt;寫篇ｂｌｏｇ，夜欄人靜，更專心．&lt;br /&gt;看看窗外那一家人還有燈光，啊！還有人未睡呢．&lt;br /&gt;天好黑，還有月亮．又或是晚上下雨，瀝瀝淅淅．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但再積極地失眠，也有後遺症．我試過連續三晚失眠後，連家門也摸錯．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我住的地方有十多座外表差不多一樣的大廈，從外表上來說，可說毫無性格可言．但每個屋苑都是這樣，每天都走的路，也沒有人會弄錯．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天晚上放工後，我的靈魂與軀體早已完全分離．我行到大廈前，大堂的”客戶服務主任”已急不及待的幫我開門，我想：又換了人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我去開啟信箱，鎖匙轉得有點不太暢順，但還是把信箱開了，沒有信．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;入升降機，按我住的那一層，到了，門打開．我轉個彎，拿出門匙，一看我家的門，吓．．．鐵閘不見了，大驚，有賊嗎？啊．．賊應該不會偷鐵閘，一定是我按錯升降機樓層．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我再入升降機，再按我住的樓層，將關的升降機隨即打開，原來這真是我住的那層，那為甚麼我的家門不一樣了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十分極之疲憊的我，呆了幾秒，才想到正常人正常的結論．．．我入錯了大廈．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睡眠應該是與生俱來的本能，我為甚麼失去了？我最渴望的是腦袋有一個開關掣，睡覺時可以不用運作，那有多好！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-7061768956784955226?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RxbBlQzUQAI/AAAAAAAAAOI/RU9N8_TxVEg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-8398417027667838012</id><published>2007-10-11T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>水彩木顏色</title><content type='html'>水彩木顏色很有趣，看得悶了，加點水，畫就會變成另一個樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是之前ｐｏｓｔ過的蕃茄，加水前的樣子：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwzWRgzUP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4bVYaiSV7NI/s1600-h/20070823929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119702472764702706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwzWRgzUP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4bVYaiSV7NI/s320/20070823929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加水後的樣子：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwzWJAzUP-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/uVs-oEzqfck/s1600-h/20070824935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119702326735814626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwzWJAzUP-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/uVs-oEzqfck/s320/20070824935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋高氣爽，帶水彩木顏色到郊外寫生應該是不錯的選擇．方便携帶，錯了可以改，細緻的地方把筆削尖一點，範圍大的地方如天和海就加水把顏色塗開去．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，在戶外寫生，我只試過一次，在夏天，畫沒畫成已被蚊針得紅腫難分．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;選地方也很難，沒人的地方怕危險，多人的地方又不好意思．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最好有同道中人一起作伴．遺憾的是我沒有愛畫畫的朋友．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8398417027667838012?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/8398417027667838012/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=8398417027667838012' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8398417027667838012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/8398417027667838012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_10.html' title='水彩木顏色'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwzWRgzUP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/4bVYaiSV7NI/s72-c/20070823929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-1277356727018415533</id><published>2007-10-07T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>第一雙眼睛</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwiUVgzUP9I/AAAAAAAAANw/1DiVnv94NIo/s1600-h/20071006958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwiUVgzUP9I/AAAAAAAAANw/1DiVnv94NIo/s200/20071006958.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118504073809903570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是我學人物素描的第一份功課．花了我兩個小時畫的一雙眼睛．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;被老師狠批：眉毛太短，捷毛似雜草，眼珠不夠圓．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也沒有不開心，就是不懂得畫才去學，畫得不好是應份的．看！我的面皮多厚．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫人物十分難．畫一棵樹，畫得不好也是一棵樹．但畫人物，先要畫得似一個人，再要畫得似你畫的那個人，又再要畫出那個人的神彩，真是難難難．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫人物，最難的應該是畫自己吧．因為沒有人真正見過自己．看鏡中的自己，總有許多偏見，怎也看不清．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-1277356727018415533?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/1277356727018415533/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=1277356727018415533' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1277356727018415533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/1277356727018415533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_07.html' title='第一雙眼睛'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RwiUVgzUP9I/AAAAAAAAANw/1DiVnv94NIo/s72-c/20071006958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-9190822716569020539</id><published>2007-10-03T17:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>最美的東西</title><content type='html'>阿虫說他喜歡美，最美的東西是愛．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿虫說沒有對或錯，好與壞，但有真和假．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阿虫最怕忍，也反對忍，所以選擇恕．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶然在一個商場的阿虫展覽看到上面的幾句話，很喜歡，很同意，希望自己可以做得到．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相信愛是美麗，在真真假假的世界中尋找愛，注定要吃苦，吃了苦還要寬恕，一定要有許多的愛．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-9190822716569020539?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/9190822716569020539/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4122827286192831441</id><published>2007-09-27T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:45.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>幸福的人</title><content type='html'>最近，跟幾個已有年多沒見面的中學同學晚飯．男的都胖了，頭髮少了，反而女的沒甚麼變．人家說男人比女人經老，看來不是．不過，無論現在他們的樣子變成怎樣，想起的總是大家在中學時穿著校服的樣子．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這次舊同學聚會，給我很特別的感覺．他們跟許多人都不一樣，是我所知道少有幸福的一群．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友一出來難免會發嚕蘇，怨這怨那，呻到樹葉都落，可是他們沒有．都只在閒聊著，工作啦，感情生活啦，沒有埋怨．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在許多人都不生小孩，他們是異類，一結婚就生．當中有三對夫婦，都生了兩個，還要是許多人羨慕的一仔一女，且都是哥哥加妹妹．一臉的幸福，急不及待把心肝寶貝的照片跟大家分享．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;許多人都喜歡轉工，因為可以升職加人工．但他們，卻是一份工做十幾年，畢業出來只做同一份工，且已預備做到退休．他們打的工，都是可以一夠鐘就走，不用ＯＴ，可立刻回家跟孩子報到．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他們在中學時代，都不是名列前茅的那一群，但我相信，他們是班中幸福的少數，他們的幸福，是自己知道自己很幸福．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這次晚飯，跟我平常另一個不一樣的是很早就散了，九時多，因為小孩在家中等他們回家．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在回家的路上，我也感到很快樂．知道舊同學生活得很好，原來是一件快樂的事．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4122827286192831441?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4122827286192831441/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4122827286192831441' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4122827286192831441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4122827286192831441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_27.html' title='幸福的人'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2621335384720503499</id><published>2007-09-18T09:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:45.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>距離</title><content type='html'>我不知道別人有沒有這樣的經歷．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有一天，和往常的一天沒甚麼兩樣，你突然發現你心目中的好朋友原來只當你是很普通的朋友，跟阿甲阿乙阿丙毫無分別．她／他不告訴別人的事，也不會告訴你．自作多情的你，以為自己跟別人不同，換來的只是許多的不置可否．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隨著時間過去，友情又好像回來了．你感受到那份久遺了的親切感，你們在一起時又再無所不談．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，歷史總是重複著．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又有那麼一天，在沒有預告的情況下，你的好朋友，突然用比待陌生人更冷淡的態度去待你．冷漠，原來真像一把刀．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我開始懷疑自己是否做錯了甚麼，但毫無線索．那天還很好的，為甚麼今天已不一樣呢？發生了甚麼事？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又熱又冷，令我生病．我的心，好像被一隻手緊抓著．人的感情也要分春夏秋冬嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道友情是否需要很努力的去維繫．太努力的話令我疲倦．若要花太多力氣才能留住一段友情，大底那段友情並不真正屬於你．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，這個世界上真是如有雷同，實屬巧合，我的一個朋友原來也有類似的經歷，也正在上演中．主角不同，但情節差不多一樣，我們的感受，也都一樣，一樣的難過．同病相憐．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，我要學懂放下，學懂甚麼是有緣無份．在冷冷熱熱之間，我的心漸漸麻木．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2621335384720503499?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2621335384720503499/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2621335384720503499' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2621335384720503499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2621335384720503499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_17.html' title='距離'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2473898958014281439</id><published>2007-09-07T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><title type='text'>快樂源自不滿足</title><content type='html'>昨天晚飯後，本想跟朋友去Cake Shop以甜品為我們的晚餐劃上完美的句號．但因為晚飯吃得太飽的緣故，不想糟蹋蛋糕的美味，所以先閒晃了好一會才去．進入Cake Shop後，侍應居然告訴我們，last order已過.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我望著廚櫃裡的蛋糕，望著店內其他在品嚐蛋糕、唊著咖啡的人，很失落．我本是他們的一份子啊，這比我來到門外而發現店門已關不是更殘忍嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迫不得已踏出門口時，我旁邊的朋友智者一號跟我說：「也好，我們下次再吃，期待一件事的發生也很好啊，期待著一件事，也是一種快樂」．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快樂原來可以源自不滿足．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有未了之事，生活才有動力，人與人之間才有連繫．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;換個角度看，這不也是另一種知足常樂嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「知足常樂」和「快樂源自不滿足」，那一樣才對呢？其實兩樣都對．它們看似矛盾，卻又共同存在．一切，只在乎你怎樣看．世上沒有絕對的道理．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;句號沒劃成，有一個破折號也很好．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2473898958014281439?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2473898958014281439/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2473898958014281439' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2473898958014281439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2473898958014281439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='快樂源自不滿足'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4751632076033028580</id><published>2007-09-04T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:47:19.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5. 電影'/><title type='text'>嚟多件衰鬼上帝Evan Almighty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rt6NpQMU1lI/AAAAAAAAANg/7aPflnA2t5M/s1600-h/evanalmighty200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106674767345538642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rt6NpQMU1lI/AAAAAAAAANg/7aPflnA2t5M/s200/evanalmighty200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新聞報導員Evan當選成為國會議員，口號是改變世界Change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上帝聽了他的禱告．不過，派給他的，卻是一項奇怪的任務，就是要如古人挪亞般建荒舟，將所有動物的一雌一雄帶到船上，避過大洪水．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但在現代的社會中，這行為實在太奇特，沒有人會用人力造船，沒有人會相信洪水會無故淹沒市鎮．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為此，Evan被認為是瘋子，連議員的位置也丟掉．最後，原來議員和商人勾結，私改土地用途而引致缺堤氾濫，Evan的荒舟真的拯救了生命．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要改變世界，不一定要做議員，也不一定要造荒舟．荒舟的英文Ark在這戲中被解作是Act of Random Kindness．改變世界，由你自己的小世界開始，由一件小事情開始，由關心你身邊的人開始．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan當選議員後上班的第一天，對著鏡中的自己說：”You are smart, you are powerful, you are handsome, you are happy”．與其對著自己說，不如對著你身邊的人說．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早陣子，生活很忙很亂，突然想起了十多年前，我的一位中學同學寫給我的一段鼓勵說話：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帶著喜悅和希望去開始每一天，&lt;br /&gt;相信所有夢想都會成真．&lt;br /&gt;在烏雲密佈的日子裡，&lt;br /&gt;記著天始終會恢復一片藍．&lt;br /&gt;感謝過去所帶給你的，&lt;br /&gt;高興地等待明天．&lt;br /&gt;在簡單的情趣裡尋快樂，&lt;br /&gt;例如別人給你的一句開心話，一個笑容和一點友善之心．&lt;br /&gt;設法在經歷中尋求領悟，&lt;br /&gt;安詳地讓自己一年又一年地老去．&lt;br /&gt;如果朋友需要幫忙的話，&lt;br /&gt;給他緩手和給他勇氣．&lt;br /&gt;那麼，你年年都會有美好的回憶，&lt;br /&gt;那兒有你一直與人共享的友誼．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這段話我沒有刻意記著，只是最近自自然然地在我腦海中浮了出來，我想我只記得八成，有些句子已忘了．十多年前一位同學給我的一點小小的關心，到了今天依舊鼓勵我．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們又常常祈求許多東西，總覺得如果我擁有更多，就一定更快樂；當我更能幹，就能待我身邊的人更好．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這戲告訴我，不是這樣的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你祈求上帝賜你耐心，祂不能給你一樣叫耐心的東西．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你祈求上帝賜你一家團結，祂也不能給你一樣叫一家團結東西．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祂能給你的，是一個考驗．上帝給Evan妻兒的，也是一個考驗．當所有人都認為你老公你爸爸是瘋子時，你仍能在他身邊支持他嗎？如果你能，在遭人白眼的同時，你會明白甚麼是真愛，甚麼是團結．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為苦與樂，好與壞，從來都是孖生的．沒有黑，不會有白．單一的世界，只是蒼白的世界．在苦中，就當作是一個考驗，想想你期望自己是一個怎樣的人，克服困難後，你就真真正正成了一個這樣的人．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挪亞荒舟／嚟多件衰鬼上帝其實是一個關於愛的故事，在世界被毀時，一對對的動物，彼此為伴，彼此支持，沒有更美的事．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這戲在幽默中帶出人生大道理，一點不覺沈重．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4751632076033028580?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4751632076033028580/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4751632076033028580' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4751632076033028580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4751632076033028580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/09/evan-almighty.html' title='嚟多件衰鬼上帝Evan Almighty'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rt6NpQMU1lI/AAAAAAAAANg/7aPflnA2t5M/s72-c/evanalmighty200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-2322591813094740552</id><published>2007-08-23T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:31.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8. 快樂'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4. 寫'/><title type='text'>喜歡的事情</title><content type='html'>已經兩星期沒上畫畫課，走了五堂．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經兩星期沒畫畫，一條線也沒有．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已經一星期沒寫ｂｌｏｇ．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時，是因為太忙，真的沒時間．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時，是因為太累，甚麼都不想做．只呆在沙發看無聊的電視節目．雖然很無聊，但可以甚麼都不去想，讓腦袋休息一下．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心不能靜下來，就不能畫畫和寫ｂｌｏｇ．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天放工時，幾翻掙扎，終於去了上課，用木顏色畫了蕃茄和辣椒．畫得不好，但它代表了我一點小小的堅持．&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rsxu3wMU1kI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufxe5zoqXow/s1600-h/20070823929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rsxu3wMU1kI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufxe5zoqXow/s200/20070823929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101574382012388930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活雖然忙，但不可因此而放棄自己喜歡的事情．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果忙就要放棄的話，其實那些並不是你真正喜愛的事情．真愛是要排除萬難，只能共富貴不能共患難的也不是好朋友啊．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在，課上了，畫又畫了，ｂｌｏｇ也寫了，真好，我沒有背棄你們．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-2322591813094740552?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/2322591813094740552/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=2322591813094740552' title='3 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2322591813094740552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/2322591813094740552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_23.html' title='喜歡的事情'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rsxu3wMU1kI/AAAAAAAAANY/ufxe5zoqXow/s72-c/20070823929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4474152011376917816</id><published>2007-08-15T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:49:45.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9. 你我他她它'/><title type='text'>喜歡蔡子強</title><content type='html'>喜歡蔡子強，由理髮店開始．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到理髮店，要做的事除了剪髮外，就是看雜誌，特別是過期的．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來蔡子強在東周刊有地盤，專介紹書，其中一篇是說Alain De Botton的Essays in Love．看後，我完全被打動了．周刊不是我的，又過期，不能自己去買一本，那時，我只想把他的文字都吞進肚子裡去帶走．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是他融會貫通後的其中一節翻譯：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;阿拉伯有句諺語：「靈魂以駱駝的方式旅行．」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然我們的軀體常常被現實生活推向前，但靈魂卻往往因為記憶的重量，而戀戀不捨的滯後．假如每段愛情都會增加一點駝峰的重量，駱駝的步伐自然會逐漸被拖慢下來．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活要比藝術殘忍．話劇裡的天空會因為主角失戀，而變得低垂和灰暗，但生活卻不會如此垂憐我們，外在世界並不會依循大家的內心感受而改變．那些過去曾作為我們愛情故事的背景，被灌注了情感的一草一木，如今仍舊頑固的拒絕改變．我們不能指望中大水塔上一塊又一塊的石頭，會關心自己的愛情故事，比起崩塌下來，它們有呆在原位的更好理由．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;打動我的，其實應該是兩個男人，因為還有Alain De Botton．從理髮店出來，我立即去買了這本小說來看．但對於我來說，沒有蔡子強，根本不會有Alain De Botton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從沒想過蔡子強有那麼纖細的感情神經，跟他的外表完全不配合．在電視中的他，都是一本正經地在分析政治事件，我知他一定強於寫議論文，但沒想到他以文字抒情，只有更精彩．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到這裡，我不知你心中有沒有一個疑問，為什麼我可以把上面那一段節錄都寫出來．我沒法把文字吞進肚子，只是有出版社把蔡子強關於讀書感想的文章輯錄成書＜帶書上路＞．當我重遇那一篇文章時，不是不感動的．&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RsMNoVdOSVI/AAAAAAAAANI/OMQuzA2sDgA/s1600-h/20070815924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098934189719177554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RsMNoVdOSVI/AAAAAAAAANI/OMQuzA2sDgA/s200/20070815924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蔡子強是一個書癡，沒有書在公事包中就沒有安全感．而且，他不只帶一本，因為害怕在路上發現那僅有的一本不好看時就無以為繼．要是出門旅遊的話就更頭痛，因為不知要帶那一些書才好．人家收拾行李時只會為要預備那些衣服而煩惱啊，但對蔡子強來說，書真的是食糧，不能少．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，男人要打動女人，都要有一些殺手鐧．不是那些別人一眼就能看出來的長處，最好是跟你的外型和職業一點關聯也沒有的，俗一點說是要九唔搭八，就一定能叫人驚喜（驚艷）．男人不會因為女人的才華而愛上她，但女人會．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只怪我生得太早，不能上他的課，只能看他的文字．看他說書，比書本身更好看．或者應該這樣說，看完他說書，你才會覺得那本書好看．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4474152011376917816?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4474152011376917816/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4474152011376917816' title='9 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4474152011376917816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4474152011376917816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_15.html' title='喜歡蔡子強'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RsMNoVdOSVI/AAAAAAAAANI/OMQuzA2sDgA/s72-c/20070815924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-9202047828730756930</id><published>2007-08-07T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:48:03.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7. 天氣'/><title type='text'>彩虹</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rrh601dOSUI/AAAAAAAAANA/qhGJ8oYbgns/s1600-h/20070807922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rrh601dOSUI/AAAAAAAAANA/qhGJ8oYbgns/s320/20070807922.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095958026491152706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活中，總有一些日子特別難過．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你感到很辛苦的時候，不要沮喪．停一停，看看你的四周，一定有一些令你快樂的事．生活不會只有苦，一定有甜．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今早起來，很累很累，正準備拖著疲乏的身軀上班去．關窗時，居然看見窗外有一條大大的彩虹．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對啊，沒有雨天，就沒有彩虹．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-9202047828730756930?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/9202047828730756930/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=9202047828730756930' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/9202047828730756930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/9202047828730756930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='彩虹'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rrh601dOSUI/AAAAAAAAANA/qhGJ8oYbgns/s72-c/20070807922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-104807149642302187</id><published>2007-07-30T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:45:41.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1. 畫'/><title type='text'>我的塗鴉：粉彩 - 牛不見了</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rq16PVdOSTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WXMR3aemVlo/s1600-h/20070727913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rq16PVdOSTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WXMR3aemVlo/s320/20070727913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092861157502241074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為牛太細，粉彩太粗，牛不像牛．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-104807149642302187?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/104807149642302187/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=104807149642302187' title='4 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/104807149642302187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/104807149642302187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_30.html' title='我的塗鴉：粉彩 - 牛不見了'/><author><name>阿瓦</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01079840866871914811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/SYpS_4ett8I/AAAAAAAAB6U/tUBSvDtTreI/S220/s_candy.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rq16PVdOSTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WXMR3aemVlo/s72-c/20070727913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464130410808484096.post-4451289274395100027</id><published>2007-07-26T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:46:32.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3. 書'/><title type='text'>人造衛星情人 - 村上春樹</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rqhb-VdOSQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HRjlSMeIGdk/s1600-h/Sputnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/Rqhb-VdOSQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HRjlSMeIGdk/s320/Sputnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091420505212078338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sputnik，就是50年代第一個飛上太空的蘇聯人造衛星．在太空的黑暗中無聲地飛行．而Sputnik是俄語，意思是「旅行的伴侶」.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;「我們雖然是很好的旅行伴侶，但終究只不過是各自畫出不同軌道的孤獨金屬塊而已．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;從遠遠看來，那就像流星一般美麗．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;但實際上我們卻個別封閉在那裡，只不過像甚麼地方也去不了的囚犯一樣．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;當兩顆衛星的軌道踫巧重疊，我們就這樣見面了．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;或許心可以互相接觸．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;但那只不過是短暫的瞬間．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;下一瞬間我們又回到絕對的孤獨中．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;直至有一天燃燒殆盡為止．」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這本書給我很大的感動，或者應該說是悸動比較合適．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想說一點關於這本書的甚麼，但我的心情就好像面對著自己喜歡的人一樣，突然間變得拙口笨舌，手足無措．又或者，村上春樹的書，都不是第三者可以言傳，只能自己去看去感受．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生下來根本就是孤獨的個體，我們都很努力地想摒棄那與生俱來的孤單．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們透過不同的活動去驗證自我的存在，就像科學家利用碰撞實驗，去確認某一種物質的存在一樣．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直至碰上一些特別的人，透過他們，我看到自己也不知道的自己．跟他／她在一起時，簡直好像遇到另一個我．未能用說話表達的一些感受，他／她可以幫你用準確的語言說出來．就算不說話，只要一起走路，都覺得寫意自在，是一種微妙感覺．你未必跟他／她是情人，也不一定最死黨，但在心靈的層面，你們都感覺到彼此的親近．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但這一種知遇，卻沒可能持續到永遠（世上其實沒有一樣東西可到永遠）．每個人都各自在轉變著，在某一個時點遇上了，在未來又再分開，各自走自己的路．就好像兩顆人造衛星在浩瀚的太空中，曾經很接近，一起飛翔，卻又注定各有各的軌道．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為短暫，所以美麗，也更值得珍惜．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全書最令我感動的一句話：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;「和小堇見面談話時，我最能活生生地感覺到所謂我自己這個人的存在．」&lt;/span&gt;　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-4451289274395100027?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pastattachment.blogspot.com/feeds/4451289274395100027/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3464130410808484096&amp;postID=4451289274395100027' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3464130410808484096/posts/default/4451289274395100027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>我的塗鴉：素描 - 茶匙</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RqW58VdOSPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/We8hxXE26ls/s1600-h/20070724900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jc2WtVXK1PI/RqW58VdOSPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/We8hxXE26ls/s320/20070724900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090679400015218930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的世界由彩色回歸黑白．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學習素描，由一條直線開始．我從不知畫一條直線原來也要有深厚的功力，我畫的直線，是醉酒佬行的直線，還要痛下苦功．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再進一步，就是畫四方形，還有圓形，練習的過程中感受到前所未有的挫敗感．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;與此同時，又很興奮．看來，畫畫，真是一生的樂趣．慢慢學，總有一天，可以一揮而就，不用把紙都擦穿，那個圓形還是起角．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事先聲明，這是一隻茶匙，用來“篤”檸檬那種，盛水的部分向上，希望畫得有點像吧．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3464130410808484096-8657705838312466651?l=pastattachment.blogspot.com' 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