tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46231187331130226612011-04-21T13:05:19.732-07:00eleven eleven make a wish!Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-61207491667680080512008-11-16T07:55:00.000-08:002009-02-03T22:22:09.260-08:00<a href="http://hiphotos.baidu.com/kv_626/pic/item/e0a7a30382fbca174bfb51a1.jpg"></a>我跟亚历一样，具有相同的想法：我想拥有则意味着失去。<br /><br />亚历是幸福的，因为他努力走到了彼岸，并将自己僵化的信念，在爱的面前融化的无影无踪。似乎我还得在这里面打滚，有可能会屏弃它，但也有可能永远成为它的奴隶，一切看上帝……<br /><br />记得XJ跟我说过：爱情只不过是一个梦，当你梦醒了，要不人去楼空，要不感情变味。无他，仅因为你占有了一个梦，而且相信它的真实存在而已。我一直这么想着，也这么做着，直至一天，我无能为力。<br /><br />然后，我开始相信这句话，占有往往意味着失去。何不将之封冻，留着心中的倩影。接着，又开始忙忙碌碌的生活。我不知道，这样又将意味着什么……<br /><br />芳芳分明具有直率的性子，也许也正因为这样，亚历才会走出束缚。而我，却相信结局更多的可能是芳芳离开，寻找她所谓的爱情，而亚历则将这份真情深埋于记忆。<br /><br />两人于此，擦肩而过。或者说这才是爱情最好的保鲜剂。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-6120749166768008051?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-15700946266291512972008-11-13T19:07:00.000-08:002008-11-13T19:08:02.821-08:00这几天比较凌乱，干脆像海南鸡饭里的法国女孩，毫无逻辑地将新加坡的流水漩涡与法国的看成不同方向，何尝不可。<br /><br />今天是华姐的婚宴，我没去，不知道为什么，我一切无动于衷。<br />旋旋给我打电话，说“江湖上传言”我对她的婚事有意见。呵呵，我无言以对……<br />何老师的课上，莫明其妙地抽中我去回答，一愣一愣的，我不知道自己在不在这个场域内。<br />还是一人个坐着夜24路，11点多了从东晓回中大，很冷清，每次都是只有几个人。于是，我还是老样，把脚搭在前面，背贴着椅子，望着外面的黄灯，车窗倒影上我看到自己满脸茫然。<br />收到邮件，最后还是三言两语地回了，压根不知道可能说什么，最终还是给了电话号码……<br /><br />中学的时候，买一本散文集《无梦时节》，很喜欢，里面的每一篇都翻了好几遍。终于，我所谓的梦一次又一次地被打破。慢慢地不敢去做梦了……<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-1570094626629151297?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-66499913201566480212008-11-13T19:06:00.002-08:002008-11-13T19:07:15.118-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SRWwgWe896I/AAAAAAAAAFo/JfFQGIvlVPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0882.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266309409117370274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SRWwgWe896I/AAAAAAAAAFo/JfFQGIvlVPQ/s320/IMG_0882.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div>八年前，我跟同班的同学和当时的班主任小蔡同志到黄埔军校参观。八年后的今天，同样是跟同学过来。那时的我肯定是不会想到再次去黄埔军校的我，会是怎么样的，也正如今天的我也不知道下一次去的时候，会是什么时候，什么心情，以及这之间会发生了什么样的变化。</div><br /><div>我很想小蔡，尽管大家都说他做班主任很不好，但至少他对我很好，高考发高烧是他连夜送我进医院，也是他一直守在我身边，我没法忘记这样的班主任。很可惜的是，他劝我复读以后，再以没有见过小蔡，只剩下八年前跟他在军校门口的那张发黄照片……</div><br /><div>我很想高中的同学，那时一群人傻傻地骑大炮，一群穿着白白校服那段日子，可惜物是人非……</div><br /><div>跟研究生班的同学嘻嘻哈哈地过了一整天，这种日子很好，很生活……</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-6649991320156648021?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-47453307937596683072008-11-13T19:06:00.001-08:002008-11-16T17:14:47.714-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_hjGUGBG08P0/RzDB-1fi3UI/AAAAAAAABHU/Ds-O9BGINX0/¼ÇµÃµÄ£¬²ÅÊÇ»î¹ý.JPG"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_hjGUGBG08P0/RzDB-1fi3UI/AAAAAAAABHU/Ds-O9BGINX0/%25BC%25C7%25B5%25C3%25B5%25C4%25A3%25AC%25B2%25C5%25CA%25C7%25BB%25EE%25B9%25FD.JPG" border="0" /></a> 一年前，小凡跟我说“你总不能活在风花雪月中”；一年后的我，似乎有所减弱。小凡还是对我说了同样的一番话。只是永远比以前遇到那些人那些事时候的我差那么一点，到底可以回到原位吗？ <div><div><div><div><br /><div>给自己设定了这样一个保质期，可没想到，时期没到就已变质。我也太相信自己的执著了，毕竟自己也是一个常人，不可能敌过时间的永恒。</div><br /><div>很奇怪，那天晚上做了一个梦，梦见多年后的重逢，而我却固有地坚持那份自己意识构建出来，酬还自己的那份似是而非的情愫。很奇怪，一切都属于自己。</div><br /><div>这样的梦，属于惦记性的。</div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-4745330793759668307?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-66638480332491157342008-11-13T19:04:00.001-08:002008-11-13T19:04:15.265-08:00如果可以将自己的内心讲给一个人听,那叫知音;如果可以讲给几个人听,那叫朋友;如果可以讲给一群人听,那叫艺术人生.<br /><br />倒是想想,什么都不能讲的时候,就像刘镇伟描绘下对着柱子讲秘密的孙悟空时,也许应该叫情癫大圣.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-6663848033249115734?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-83403516008676520482008-11-13T19:03:00.001-08:002008-11-16T17:15:08.158-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SPoEIwK1w8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Vu2dbluAzLw/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258520063324308418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SPoEIwK1w8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Vu2dbluAzLw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /></a> 要不留下，要不我跟你走…… <div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>——《海角七号》 导演：魏德圣 台湾</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-8340351600867652048?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-78248675579038637662008-11-13T19:02:00.001-08:002008-11-13T19:02:57.885-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SPdfCPhVufI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qGMTd58UvVE/s1600-h/http_imgload.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257775582109088242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIj3aysLpdU/SPdfCPhVufI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qGMTd58UvVE/s320/http_imgload.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>翻出肥佬的QQ空间，于是乎很认真地去听一遍林海峰的《细路哥II》。人到了四十多岁的时候，也许正是这个时候，很可能有身边的亲人离开。离婚后的一晚，自己坐在床头乱按着摇控不停地换台，然后流下自亲人离开后的第一滴眼泪。想起二十年前家人留下的一碗汤，汤已经冷了……</div><br /><div>无与独偶，刚好碰到以前的同学，一直被我封为执著的西西弗斯，可他给自己留下了这样的一段话：“去了一趟你的城，完成了多年的心愿，想说也只有这么多，入秋后天气微凉，冬天也不远了，决定将你彻底忘记，如此而已……”我哑口无言。</div><br /><div>想起几个朋友一起在宿舍的空地下讨论高考，讲述理想与抱负，还有一堆所谓的青春誓言，结果毕业的那天，我们都喝得烂醉，将一切都还给了记忆中的那个夜空，然后，各奔东西…… </div><br /><div>原来的写了三年的东西被我很莫明其妙地尘封了，很想乱七八糟地设一个密码，接着就是让自己记不起来。结果，我没有这样做……</div><br /><div>就这样，人学会了一次又一次地去伤害自己，得出名正言顺的所谓“成熟”。一种人生出卖的交换物！</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-7824867557903863766?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-19995811240663599762008-11-13T19:01:00.001-08:002008-11-13T19:02:06.157-08:00<a href="http://ent.people.com.cn/mediafile/200809/16/F200809161141061945114995.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ent.people.com.cn/mediafile/200809/16/F200809161141061945114995.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>回想起之所以坚持要去看《画皮》，还是因为在《鲁豫有约》中听到陈导这样的一则故事，这也是他心中关于爱情的理解：<br /></div><div>鲁豫：导演，给我们讲一段最浪漫的爱情故事。你自己的……</div><br /><div>陈嘉上：我自己的？我有这么一个经验：我跟一个女孩子认识很纯洁，你不会乱搞。然后……因为你没有想其他东西。你只是想，只是感觉，看见她你很想跟她在一起，就这样而已。这个女孩是在我家旁边一个小商店里做的。她的妈妈是老板，她是帮手。每天我就去买东西。我买得太多了，她妈已经不让她过来招呼我了，她自己过来。每次去时，他妈就问：“来，干吗？买什么？”然后，可是我一直没有跟她认识。我们都知道对方的名字。每个暑假，因为我只有暑假去那里买东西。每个暑假我都去，每个暑假都在等我。几年了，我们没有在一起。</div><br /><div>鲁豫：几年你们说话了吗？</div><br /><div>陈嘉上：没有，完全没有。然后，大概五年之后我去念大学回香港。我已经有女朋友了，我在地铁里头拖着女朋友的手。坐下，她就在我旁边。然后，她就看见前头窗看着我，我也看着她。<br /></div><div>鲁豫：她认出你了吗？<br /></div><div>陈嘉上：当然都认得了，然后大家就在笑。我在笑，她也在笑。她看见我女朋友就点头：蛮好的。那种感觉太棒了。<br /></div><div>鲁豫：你女朋友知道吗？</div><div></div><br /><div>陈嘉上：当然不知道了。可是我觉得这就是最好的爱情。</div><br /><div>鲁豫：这完全是电影的画面，你应该把它用到电影里面。我觉得……</div><br /><div>陈嘉上：会的，会的，积一阵子吧。</div><br /><div>鲁豫：但是你拍成电影的话，别人会认为太戏剧性了。但其实有的生活比戏剧还要戏剧。我觉得……</div><br /><div>陈嘉上：没有戏剧能比生活更戏剧吧。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-1999581124066359976?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-45314285330676738692008-11-13T19:00:00.002-08:002008-11-13T19:01:24.815-08:00Gluttony、Greed、Sloth、Pride、Lust、Envy、Warth are the seven deadly sins.<br /><br />Ernest Hemingway once wrote, "The world is a fine place and worth fighting for." I agree with the second part<br />From: Se7en Director: David Fincher USA<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-4531428533067673869?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-26844274906873944812008-11-13T19:00:00.001-08:002008-11-13T19:00:37.124-08:00<a href="http://weblogs.variety.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/05/16/blueberry.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://weblogs.variety.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/05/16/blueberry.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />From: My Blueberry Nights Director:Kar Wai Wong Hongkong<br /><br />Do you think he will pick up the keys?<br />I don't know. I had custmers leaving keys here for years. Sometimes they pick them up in a few days, sometimes it takes a few weeks.<br />Well,what about most of the time?<br />Most of the time, the keys stay in the jar.<br /><br />Sometimes it is better off not knowing and other times there's no reason to be found.<br />There's nothing wrong with the blueberry pie,it's just people make other choices. You can't blame the blueberry pie,it's no one wants it.<br /><br />When I was little,my mum used to take me to the park on weekends. She said if I ever got lost, I had to stay in one place so that she'd find me .<br />Does that work?<br />Not really. She got lost once looking for me.<br /><br />I just needed some time to prepare myself. I was gonna get off in a few stops.<br />But I like haveing it around , cause for me it's like my diary, you know? Some nights, I watch the tapes back and I amazed at how much I've missed. That's going on right in front of me.<br />You must have a lot of types.<br />I don't keep them all.<br /><br />I'm trying to save up for a car. I don't have any specific destination in mind, but I'm just gonna go until I run out of places to go.<br /><br />I didn't hate him. I just wanted him to let go of me and now that he has, it hurts me more than anything else in the whole world.<br /><br />You still have the keys?<br />Yeah.... I always remember what you said and about never threwing them away, about never. Colsing those doors forever, I remember.<br />Sometimes, even if you have the keys. Those doors still can't be opened, can they?<br />Even if the door is open, the person you are looking for may not be there.<br /><br />Why'd you come?<br />I guessed I just wanted to see if I could remember what it felt like.<br /><br />In the last few days, I've learning how to not trust people and I'm glad I failed. Sometimes we depnd on other people as a mirror to define us and tell us who we are. And each reflection makes me like myself a little more Elizabeth.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-2684427490687394481?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623118733113022661.post-60910745166861753242008-11-13T18:58:00.001-08:002008-11-13T18:58:42.720-08:00<a href="http://love.hinews.cn/images/dsfxb20050121_10@05.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://love.hinews.cn/images/dsfxb20050121_10@05.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />我相信，我生命中的四个男人，还有我的海南鸡饭，都会变得更美好。<br /><br /><br />我懂什么？我只懂得做我的海南鸡饭，这是我生存的方法这也就是我的生命。<br /><br /><div align="right">——一位生活化的母亲：珍</div><br /><br />Mrs Fan eleven eleven make a wish!<br /><br /><br />Life first, things second. Live your life &amp; enjoy it, don’t let anyone stop it, etc..<br /><br /><div align="right">——A lovely girl in the film:Sabine</div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right">From: Rice Rhapsody Director: Sylvia Chang Singapore</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623118733113022661-6091074516686175324?l=cheukfung.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cheukfung Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13520549645215978245noreply@blogger.com0