狄仁杰通天帝國觀後感

剪影的夢 七維的記憶 英挺的眉線 迷離的眼 溫柔的微笑 無情的吻 娟秀的字跡 凌厲的劍

執著把時間釀作一卷名貴的宣召

簾後寒而未碎的心 猶浮動著思 搖曳著念

Crazy Stupid Love

Just went to "Crazy Stupid Love" with a dear friend on her last day of the California visit. When it came to movie choices, I am a more "fight and explode, excitement and thrill" person, but I was still haunted by how she screamed when we saw "Spiderman"... (Yes, it was Spiderman, a very kid movie. Yes, it was episode 1 in 2002, almost 10 years from now. Yes, I was still haunted. I was so embarrassed!...)

Anyway, we chose "Crazy Stupid Love" instead of "Rise of the planet of the apes."

It's a typical movie which utilize a lot of symbols and stereotypes. We laughed, cried, and smiled, interleavingly. I guess there were a thousand kinds of crazy, but there were only one kind of stupid. And love? I can't deny that it hurts, but I think it's ok to be crazy and stupid to believe in Love.

生日兩三事

一。禮輕情意重

友人 C: 你快去看 facebook。

(打開 facebbok 看到左圖，心中感動如黃河氾濫)

友人 C: 好，那現在可以給你禮物了

(遞過禮物，一個應該是因為本人見識短淺不知道哪裡冒出來的大紙袋子包著淺藍色小紙袋包著淺藍色小盒子，可是翻來覆去不見卡片...)

友人 A: (對著友人 C) 你看你看，人家在找卡片了啦。

我: (真的找不到抬起頭來) 卡片呢?

友人 C: 卡片我自己留著。這樣看到就會想到你喔。

二。良好的家教

友人K 帶著自家四歲半小朋友V 與大家一起吃晚飯

友人K: 阿姨明天生日喔，她明天就... (剛好桌上有一個九號牌子，順手拿過)九歲了。

小朋友 V: 怎麼可能，她很多歲了啦，怎麼會只有九歲。

(os: 小朋友都要這麼誠實嗎?)

友人 F: 那你猜阿姨幾歲?

小朋友 V: 20...

友人 K: 很好很好，以後所有阿姨都是 20 歲喔。

友人 F: 那阿姨生日你要說什麼?

小朋友 V: 買蛋糕!

友人 F: 蛋糕之外，阿姨生日，你有沒有要跟她說什麼?

小朋友 V: 長大了要自己管好自己。

觀 2011 國慶煙火/ Fireworks on July 4th

流光點夜衣 氤氲思故人 三光照聚散 舊夢譜浮沉 誰惹煙硝起 花火破水聲 樓高難蔽日 情炙了無痕

The flashing sparkles lights up the dark night.

The smoking hot tea reminds me of an old friend.

The sun, the moon and the stars witnessed the beginning and the end.

One dream after another singed the ups and the downs.

Who had it coming?

The fire beeps bursting through the water.

Still, there are no buildings tall enough to block the sun.

Still, there are no fireworks hot enough to mark the sky.

夜訪 La Jolla 海岸/A night visit to La Jolla coast

風勁滾踏浪 雲柔藏繁星 長路沒暗夜 冷階凝朝陽

The wind was strong. But as strong as it was, it could not calm the tides. The cloud was tender. But as tender as it was, it sheltered every single star. The road was straight. But as straight as it was, it was hidden in the dark off sight. Each step was cold. And it will be cold waiting for sunrise.