<?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-14049417</id><updated>2012-01-01T08:00:27.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天使の雜寫簿</title><subtitle type='html'>我喜歡把快樂放大，記住點滴的恩典。
聽喜歡聽的說話，看喜歡看的風景，做喜歡做的事，愛我喜歡的人和喜歡我的人。
我的世界太小，只容得下我喜歡的人事物，只容得下快樂。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-2973482339014131310</id><published>2006-12-31T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:45:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再見～</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RZfimpPflpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OdKQ5MeepL0/s1600-h/061231sunset.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014725863634081426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RZfimpPflpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OdKQ5MeepL0/s400/061231sunset.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;color:#ff9900;"&gt; 2006年最後一個黃昏&lt;br /&gt;讓我想起一首歌&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;多風光的海島　一秒變廢土&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;這個剎那宇宙拒絕永久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:110%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;世事無常還是未看夠　還未看透&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;選擇在2006年離去的這天來宣佈把這裡結束，也不是沒有不捨的。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;只是，不捨還不捨，想做的事還是要咬咬牙就去做。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不寫這個念頭纏繞在心間已久，本來想無聲無息的離去就好，後來心癢又貼貼相胡亂寫下一兩個字，這簿子於是也一直喘延著。不過一想到經常/間中/偶爾來訪的大家，總會因為感到這堆沒甚意思的文字又欺騙了大家的時間而內疚不安。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;這才讓我狠得下心來說聲再見。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;在這年的最後一天，不禁回望過去三百多個日子，才又發現這一路走過來，遇上的人和事也真(太)多。事過境遷就不值一提，而人生人生，生活總離不開人，而寫blog也讓我認識更多朋友。這一年裡會跟新相識熟稔起來，以至相知相惜，通通都是緣份。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;而跟一度的好友突然疏遠，也是未可預料的。我能接受在這世界裡總存在著人與人之間的心機計算，我卻未能如樣的披上面具去跟朋友談虛情表假意。於是我忽然就會任性的冷淡起來。我只能對我自己的感覺坦白吧，即使這種坦白在別人看來也許亦謂之幼稚。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一年前的我在這裡寫過︰「誰明白我是何等慶幸，在此時此地此刻遇上了她 —— 慶幸我不是她，慶幸她在提醒我永不要變成她……到底我相信人世間長存真善美，又，我只能做一個我自己喜歡的自己。」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我知道，我將繼續如此。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我記得唸中學的時候，老師說過，大學畢業後的頭幾年會最混亂，但同時對於人一生將要走的路最具決定性。站在此刻的我想，這兩年所下的決定，或許真的（將）會決定我一生吧？思緒至此也就停頓，我還未想到下一步該走的方向。的確對於未來，那太多的未知偶或令我不安。我想，我總無法確定自己所想的絕對正確吧？我只默默期許自己下決定時能更謹慎一點。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;寫字有時候可以很耗時，尤其要展示於人前的文字，免不了一番修飾。所以我想到要暫時離開這個空間，把多一點時間儲起，多聽身邊智者的意見，和多思考，或花一點時間去嘗試去闖。心裡希望在2007年能實現的願望不少，這些那些都需要時間經營。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;寫字有時候也是一種工具，用以宣洩情感，也用以整理思潮。所以儘管把這簿子收起，我總也不會不寫（事實上我的工作我的生活總離不開文字）。至於這裡，由開始這雜寫簿到今天剛剛好一年半，十八個月的日子說長不長，說短亦不短，足夠讓一個小嬰兒由初生長成到牙牙學語學曉走路。離開這裡，也算是一個階段的結束，也是另一個階段的開始。過去一筆一劃寫下的文字，我倒願意任由她們繼續留在這裡。反正那一分鐘裡因為一念之差/仁，使她們在網上的世界浮游超過了一秒，也亦留下了永恆存在的證據。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我還是會繼續寫的，只要我仍然喜歡文字。某天或許我會再在網上開闢另一個空間，寫這些無聊的文字，紀錄生活的點滴體驗。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;這次離開，只是為了（希望）走得更遠。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;在此也感謝每一位經常/間中/偶爾來看我的文字的朋友，無論是現實中相識或不認識的朋友，感謝你們的支持和關心。在此，&lt;strong&gt;祝福大家在新一年生活平安順利，繼續寫得快樂！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;有緣總會再遇！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-2973482339014131310?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/2973482339014131310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=2973482339014131310' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/2973482339014131310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/2973482339014131310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_31.html' title='再見～'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RZfimpPflpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/OdKQ5MeepL0/s72-c/061231sunset.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-7772923227087529257</id><published>2006-12-24T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T04:48:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugit inreparabile tempus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff33ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff33ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RY4ljis5eGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvI0tF7KIVw/s1600-h/bdaydress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011984727850711138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RY4ljis5eGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvI0tF7KIVw/s400/bdaydress.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff66ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff66ff;"&gt; amo, ergo sum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff66ff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一天一天的快樂生活，願愛在生命閃耀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff66ff;"&gt;明年今日回望時，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff66ff;"&gt;願我發現我比今天的自己更努力，也更多一點點智慧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff66ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*****&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;留言、短訊、卡、e-card和禮物都收到了，&lt;br /&gt;還未來得及逐一答謝前，先在此謝謝大家的疼愛和祝福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;願所有愛我的人和我愛的人都快樂！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-7772923227087529257?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/7772923227087529257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=7772923227087529257' title='260 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/7772923227087529257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/7772923227087529257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/12/fugit-inreparabile-tempus.html' title='Fugit inreparabile tempus'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RY4ljis5eGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/yvI0tF7KIVw/s72-c/bdaydress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>260</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-7215137229525190736</id><published>2006-12-23T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T03:28:19.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>聖誕快樂！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RYwxtys5eFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/65PKP75fwqE/s1600-h/merryxmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011435148130482258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RYwxtys5eFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/65PKP75fwqE/s400/merryxmas.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/14049417-7215137229525190736?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/7215137229525190736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=7215137229525190736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/7215137229525190736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/7215137229525190736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_23.html' title='聖誕快樂！'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TeqSZRijI7Q/RYwxtys5eFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/65PKP75fwqE/s72-c/merryxmas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116517024797935523</id><published>2006-12-04T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:26:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好想看...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happybirthdaymovie.hk/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/400/333576/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Official Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are things I care about everyday but can only say it once a year."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116517024797935523?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116517024797935523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116517024797935523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116517024797935523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116517024797935523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_04.html' title='好想看...'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116499437215832345</id><published>2006-12-02T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:51:06.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>「我的人生並不黑暗，是閃閃生輝的人生。」</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/1600/601334/blife3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/400/501488/blife3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心裡堆積了些鬱悶愁煩，晚上睡不好。做惡夢驚醒，重看Beautiful Life 第十集。我就是知道，佟二和杏子的堅定勇敢，會得給我一點鼓勵。有時候，現實世界讓人太徬徨，躲開一下，逃進虛構的故事裡，從那裡找一些安慰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;好想去這個湖看看...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/1600/708412/blife2_tanukiko03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/400/128970/blife2_tanukiko03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;恐懼在黑暗之中漫延　因為我們看不見&lt;br /&gt;淚水從失去之中湧現　因為心已有殘缺&lt;br /&gt;我一直認真的去學　學如何用愛去解心裡的結&lt;br /&gt;希望在陽光之中發現　因為我們看的見&lt;br /&gt;笑容從感謝之中呈現　因為心被愛充填&lt;br /&gt;我一直期待著明天　它總會在黑夜的終點　出現在窗前&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116499437215832345?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116499437215832345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116499437215832345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116499437215832345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116499437215832345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='「我的人生並不黑暗，是閃閃生輝的人生。」'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116456166671156441</id><published>2006-11-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:29:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>曲終人散</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/1600/227963/stadium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/400/604769/stadium.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/14049417-116456166671156441?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116456166671156441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116456166671156441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116456166671156441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116456166671156441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_26.html' title='曲終人散'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116438846785431046</id><published>2006-11-25T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:52:30.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/1600/64118/06xmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2444/1247/400/231471/06xmas4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;聖誕樹前曾經許下的心願　是不是已經實現？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116438846785431046?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116438846785431046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116438846785431046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116438846785431046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116438846785431046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116432048572382399</id><published>2006-11-23T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:21:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/P1000425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/P1000425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;在這感恩節裡，收到朋友從遠方寄來的一份好漂亮的生日禮物，夾著的小卡片簡單的只寫著4個字「願妳幸福」。只默默在心裡唸著，淚都已湧出來了。很感動很感動。謝謝總把我掛在心上的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每年到了這個時候總會想，我不過是這俗世眾生裡一個微小平凡的女子，緣何會得到朋友這樣大量的愛和關心呢？也總是想不出個所以來。我繼續相信那全都是我的&lt;strong&gt;幸運&lt;/strong&gt;。為此，每天早晨朦朦朧朧看見窗外透光時，我像也看見守護天使的微笑，心裡盡是感恩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;去年生日，在不同的場合裡，我吃了7次生日蛋糕，收到各式各樣的禮物，這許多的心意、祝福都讓我很快樂很快樂很快樂。當快樂和感謝從心裡溢瀉的時候，我想著，這些熱暖著我的愛，能不能也傳送到這世間許多抵著冷的人們身上？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;今年，我狂妄的想提出這個要求，懇請朋友別給我買蛋糕送禮物了。能不能折現捐到慈善團體，將祝福送給有需要的人？也許一份禮物的錢並不能做到些甚麼大事，但至少能讓一個生於貧窮家庭的兒童歡歡喜喜地買份禮物去參加學校聖誕派對裡的「交換禮物」吧？我並不想要用這些錢去成就甚麼大事，我只想把這點點滴滴的愛和祝福灑出去，跟這世間裡和我一樣的人分享。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;好嗎？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116432048572382399?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116432048572382399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116432048572382399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116432048572382399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116432048572382399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving*'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116423586703939658</id><published>2006-11-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:26:12.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"This isn't really going to be your last show, is it?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/thecompany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/thecompany.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "The Company"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;One of my favourite directors, Robert Altman (1925 - 2006) dies of complications from cancer, today. He was 5 times nominated for the Oscar Best Director, and was given a Lifetime Achievement Award March this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I like "A Prairie Home Companion", I like "The Player", I like "Gosford Park"...and I especially love "The Company". It is about the world of dance. A life in ballet is very demanding - the practices, the exams, the rehearsals, the performances - everything is challenging, exhausting... and, painful. Altman revealed these slices and tastes of life through the ups and downs of the ballerinas in the film. And he showed his skills in mastering a large group of professional performers which he managed to make everyone shine within the 120 mins. The film is really beautiful with the 10 ballets shot. And Neve Campbell, who acted as the prima ballerina-to-be in the film, are alluring and enchanting under Altman's camera. This is so far the best ballet film (drama) I would say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;From the reports, got this quote of Altman,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"The business is run by accountants who, as long as a film makes $40bn, don't care if it kills the industry. Everything can also be shown so quickly in the home - which means that the people who go to movie theaters are teenagers who just want to get away from home. The audience has changed and the content has changed to suit that audience. But, even if I'll be an outdated item very shortly, I intend to carry on as long as I can."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thanks Altlman, for making all those great films.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every show is your last show. That's my philosophy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Garrison Keillor&lt;/em&gt; in "A Prairie Home Companion")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116423586703939658?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116423586703939658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116423586703939658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116423586703939658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116423586703939658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-isnt-really-going-to-be-your-last.html' title='&quot;This isn&apos;t really going to be your last show, is it?&quot;'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116411245499204866</id><published>2006-11-21T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:12:28.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>圈</title><content type='html'>好嘈。&lt;br /&gt;不停地嘮嘮叨叨，&lt;br /&gt;彷彿要叫這世上每一個人都專心聆聽他的嚕囌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以前唸書，我記得老師說過，&lt;br /&gt;社會上的每個人都有屬於自己的一個空間圈圈，&lt;br /&gt;不過，在人與人之間的這些圈圈互相重疊著，&lt;br /&gt;所以我們要學習互相尊重、體諒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人漸漸長大，是不是就會忘記了尊重和體諒？&lt;br /&gt;空間越來越少了，環境亦越來越擠逼，&lt;br /&gt;又越來越多人隨意就踐踏進人家的圈圈，&lt;br /&gt;隨意吵鬧擾攘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那個人一直在鬧，&lt;br /&gt;聲浪震動著我的耳窩，一直傳到腦裡，&lt;br /&gt;我頭的右後方有點痛，一個字也想不出來。&lt;br /&gt;只想要離開這個地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個世界越來越多嘈雜的叫囂，&lt;br /&gt;卻越來越少人願意側耳聆聽心靈的呼喊，&lt;br /&gt;於是，人越叫越大聲，&lt;br /&gt;終於力竭聲嘶。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116411245499204866?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116411245499204866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116411245499204866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116411245499204866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116411245499204866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_21.html' title='圈'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116387070425749861</id><published>2006-11-19T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T01:37:22.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>璀璨星空下</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/06xmas3.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/06xmas3.3.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/14049417-116387070425749861?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116387070425749861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116387070425749861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116387070425749861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116387070425749861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_19.html' title='璀璨星空下'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116370445298146288</id><published>2006-11-18T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:23:43.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dreaming of a white christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/06xmas1.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/06xmas1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;十二&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;又到&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;聖誕&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;了&lt;br /&gt;我&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;最喜歡的月份&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;迪士尼&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;有奇妙聖誕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;海港城有令人眩迷的&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;燈飾&lt;br /&gt;星巴克有Ginger&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bread Latt&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;太古坊&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;又一城&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;都有大株聖誕樹&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng K&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ng &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ballet會繼續跳胡桃夾&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HMV會播Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Claus is C&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ing t&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;with every&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;christmas card&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;may your &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;days be merry&lt;/span&gt;* and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;bri&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ght&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116370445298146288?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116370445298146288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116370445298146288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116370445298146288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116370445298146288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title='i&apos;m dreaming of a white christmas'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116370053043294857</id><published>2006-11-16T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:18:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>沿路風光　沒心機細看</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/20061116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/20061116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從廣西回來，才剛剛好一個月，感覺上卻像是過了很久。相熟的同事另謀發展，中學的姊妹嫁人搬家，好朋友調職北上，大學同窗回流返港……一下子身處的環境不斷急速地變遷，我忽爾察覺到自己的靜止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事多人煩，也不知是周圍的混亂影響了我，抑是心底裡實有所疑懼，又或是身體過累精神不佳，這陣子纏繞心頭盡是不安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不懂得怎樣去說清那份感覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/20061111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/20061111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天一個人留在公司裡，看著太陽在窗外山後昇上，我默算著每一秒的流逝。處於這個瞬息萬變的世界，如果眼睛沒能把握那一刻鐘去把沿路的風景攝進腦海，過後怎樣出力亦追不回了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;時間是那樣的有限卻無限。一個月前我想去的地方至今還未去，想買的東西依然on the list，想看的電影已經落畫，想做的事情還未做到。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我想把所有的想想想放進一部過瀘器，把當中的精粹搾出，免卻那一重選擇所帶來無可避免的煩惱。我害怕選擇。任何的選擇，幾乎都會讓人有所遺憾的。我只想沿著單程路一直走，一直走，去找路上最美麗的風光。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;然而，哪一片才是我最想看到的風光？我還未找到答案。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不過，我有點睏了，還是先去好好睡一場。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;明天，又是新一天了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;也有一點自欺　我有些東西不急於找到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116370053043294857?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116370053043294857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116370053043294857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116370053043294857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116370053043294857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='沿路風光　沒心機細看'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116111202792403053</id><published>2006-10-18T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T03:07:07.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>山光水色都已收於眼底</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/ladder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/ladder.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/14049417-116111202792403053?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116111202792403053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116111202792403053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116111202792403053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116111202792403053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_18.html' title='山光水色都已收於眼底'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-116015660536326249</id><published>2006-10-07T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T02:06:56.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>願平安快樂</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有心的人走過　會聽見感人月光&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;may you have warm words on a cold evening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a full moon&lt;/strong&gt; on a dark night&lt;br /&gt;and a smooth road all the way to your door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-116015660536326249?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/116015660536326249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=116015660536326249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116015660536326249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/116015660536326249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_07.html' title='願平安快樂'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115712761448046625</id><published>2006-10-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:25:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>關於我和書</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://pemasky.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Pema&lt;/a&gt;, 一個多月前接的tag，今天才寫才貼，對不起呵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One book you have read more than once.&lt;br /&gt;其實很多很多，我說過我喜愛重讀又重讀喜愛的書。當中要選一本，還選《紅樓夢》(曹雪芹)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One book you would want on a desert island&lt;br /&gt;古希臘文版聖經 - 那就是要我留在荒島一百年，都不怕沒事幹了。(不過，最好能讓我多帶一部字典吧……嘻)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One book that made you laugh&lt;br /&gt;《南海十三郎》舞台劇劇本(杜國威)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One book that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;多不勝數。 隨便說一本也是常翻的吧 -《千江有水千江月》(蕭麗紅)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One book you wish you had written&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord Of The Rings"(JRR Tolkien) - wow, what if i could create a language (= a community)???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. One book you wish had never been written&lt;br /&gt;我還是想不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One book you are currently reading&lt;br /&gt;"Faith in Fakes - Travels in Hyperreality" (Umberto Eco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. One book you have been meaning to read&lt;br /&gt;"The Georgics" (Virgil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One book that changed your life&lt;br /&gt;很難這樣說呢，我想沒有一本書能忽爾改變人的一生。而是每一本我用心讀過的書，讓我一天一天的逐漸地有所轉變吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Now tag five people:&lt;br /&gt;嘻，都過期這久，就不tag了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115712761448046625?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115712761448046625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115712761448046625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115712761448046625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115712761448046625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='關於我和書'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115998872724952795</id><published>2006-10-05T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T03:05:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/photo0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/photo0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; 那片空白，照見出凄冷的燈光，在大街上放映著一幕幕蒼涼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115998872724952795?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115998872724952795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115998872724952795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115998872724952795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115998872724952795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/10/today.html' title='TODAY'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115805974669556112</id><published>2006-09-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:45:59.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Show!</title><content type='html'>watched the most anticipated NBC new series &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.studio60theseries.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pilot last night. been quite a long time hvnt feel this sort of excitement for a TV drama show. i know i will love it. part of the reason must go for the set - which is all about a frictional comedy show! how much it would be a/unlike to my workplace? wow, i'm curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBC scheduled this hour-long drama to air on next monday 18/9 at 10pm. hope it would be as great as my all-time-favourite The West Wing! excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/studio60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/studio60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yup, you spotted him! Brad(Josh?)'s here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo Source:  &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;IMDb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Danny Tripp&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason to trust you and every reason not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan McDeere&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Tripp&lt;br /&gt;You work in television. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115805974669556112?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115805974669556112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115805974669556112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115805974669556112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115805974669556112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-show.html' title='Good Show!'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115712887915738300</id><published>2006-09-02T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:41:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/guilin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/guilin.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/14049417-115712887915738300?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115712887915738300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115712887915738300' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115712887915738300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115712887915738300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115665753850918259</id><published>2006-08-27T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T13:45:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I go on my way everything will be okay&lt;br /&gt;也有一點自欺　我有些東西不急於找到&lt;br /&gt;我或會遇到好人可一再迷途&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115665753850918259?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115665753850918259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115665753850918259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115665753850918259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115665753850918259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/here-i-go.html' title='here i go'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115635564291153763</id><published>2006-08-24T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T01:57:03.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>魚在水裡哭著游</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/fish1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/fish1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; 曲、詞、唱︰深白色二人組&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(可按右邊Stickam播放)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;魚在水裡哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;我握著你的手說　魚在水裡哭&lt;br /&gt;你笑著說別傻了　魚並不會哭&lt;br /&gt;他們是一種沒有眼淚的動物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;樹在雨裡哭&lt;br /&gt;我抬頭看著你說　樹在雨裡哭&lt;br /&gt;你溫柔看著我說　樹並不會哭&lt;br /&gt;他們是沒有思想情感的植物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我突然的無助&lt;br /&gt;沒有眼淚的悲傷　沒有人清楚&lt;br /&gt;只能呼吸著不被諒解的孤獨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;一個人靜靜祈禱　一切會結束&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我矛盾著無助&lt;br /&gt;很需要你能給我一點點保護&lt;br /&gt;想對你說的話卻總說不出&lt;br /&gt;我變成了植物&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有人在哭&lt;br /&gt;你摸著我的頭說　沒有人在哭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在哭　只是沒有人在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115635564291153763?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115635564291153763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115635564291153763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115635564291153763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115635564291153763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_24.html' title='魚在水裡哭著游'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115628303739771116</id><published>2006-08-23T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T06:01:34.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>胡亂留言</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;記︰以下的，是看完&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinery.net" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;華利&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.cosine-inn.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;棧主&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.age.com.hk" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;公爵&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;8月21日在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinery.net/snap/please_write" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;這裡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;的三段文字交流後，寫成的一篇「留言」。我選擇在這裡發表這篇寫得過長的文字，而不貼到三位的文章後面，原因我已在文中寫出，就不再在此贅述了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;華利、棧主、公爵︰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(很明顯，是依出場序排列囉～）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一題，幾道「留言」，都很好看。其實不止這篇，你們一直寫的都很好看，真的，很好看。今天看到華利認真的寫了一大篇，看到棧主坦蕩蕩的心事，看到公爵的「不勸」，著實有點感動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是，也想插嘴說一些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我作為一個讀者，並不常留言。因為懶，也因為時間有限，而我讀得很貪心，為了看更多，就要減省寫回應的時間。有時候，看人家回應的有紋路，自己既沒有能力提出有趣新鮮的觀點，也不好意思亂留言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有一個理由：隨便在人家的地方寫字，留下了連結，我總會覺得自己又把人家的讀者欺騙過來。不敢白白叨了人家的光，我常認為，大家該／想花時間讀的，才不是我這些文字。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;而從寫的角度來看留言嘛。因為我一直都寫的不好，就沒有甚麼壓力。你們偶爾來看我的blog就知道，我寫的那些，幾乎篇篇都是0 comment的。我不像你們，從沒有花心思去寫些甚麼讓讀者得益，也沒有那審觀世界看透人生的洞察力，更沒有那生花妙筆。這裡發表的，都是一派胡言亂語。所以，我亦不曾對瀏覽人數或留言數目有過甚麼期望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是，我仍然想寫下去，一直寫下去。不為甚麼，我只是寫得很快樂。逐個逐個字吐出的同時，快樂幸福的感覺從心間一直滲出來，遍佈全身。很坦白，在這裡，我只是為了自己而寫。我好喜歡看到自己的字，一個一個整整齊齊的排著，在粉紅色的版面上。當然我很感謝每一位來看我寫字的朋友，每一次的到訪，偶爾的留言，都是額外的獎賞。而誰在自己的網站貼出了我的連結，天天給我引來一些新讀者，我更是又感激又羞愧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許有一天我也會忽然不再寫，也許有一天我會厭倦自己的文字。但，那都是我自己的事。我想，沒有誰會為「雜寫簿」的消失而覺得惋惜。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不過，你們的blog不同。以前我不明白華利為甚麼把連結以「公共」、「私人」來劃分，我以為所有貼在互聯網的文字既是公開，就不算私人。後來，才漸漸明白過來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像倉海君，大家讀他的文章，有時會覺得深奧，但又欲罷不能，因為從中學習到知識，領悟到智慧。像公爵，擺弄文字的技巧，談論電影的層次，觀察世態人情的角度，我天天都忍不住要偷偷學習。像棧主，用心找好歌做的podcast，流露真情的小說，南半球生活的所見所感，都讓我開了眼界。像華利，落筆時總到處找資料參考，還毫不吝嗇把資料來源整理好隨文章一併發佈，引領著讀者更進一步邁向知識的領域。像K.，她偶爾闡釋國際形勢，偶爾圖文並茂的寫電影，眼光獨到精闢，我天天都希望她有新文章。像孤草，看了甚麼電影後，到他的網去逛一趟，真像上一堂導賞課。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也因此，你們這些blog，都已經不再是「私人」的事了。文章有價，而你們所書寫的，亦已漸漸成為一種資產了吧？要是你們誰忽然不寫了，我想，還是會引起一些波瀾的。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;而身為讀者，讀了你們的文章，除了感到快慰之外，還會更貪心的，希望能更多讀到你們最擅長寫的題目。我常盼望倉海君寫拉丁文法文︰除了他能寫，還有誰會寫呢。我也常盼望公爵再寫多些電影︰要不是公爵一再寫《秋月》，我也許不會有機會看到一齣那樣動人的電影。我也常盼望棧主寫更多澳洲建築。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;棧主，我記得你寫的Kings Cross、Australia Square，我看完又看，讀得津津有味。我只暗地裡盼望著你會一直寫，把悉尼的建築物都寫了，然後再寫坎培拉的，再寫墨爾本的。我相信，不止我一個想看吧。而且，即使讀者未必有機會親眼看過你所寫的建築物，但你一向找來的圖片那麼多，配合解說，不是很有趣好看麼？又或許，先讀了文字，將來總有機會到南半球去旅遊觀光呀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嘻，既然你問起，我就大膽提出來了，如果你寫悉尼的建築，U Sydney 有沒有值得寫的地方，又或Macquarie St 那幢Government House有沒有甚麼特色？抑或，你會有些更有趣的題目？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115628303739771116?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115628303739771116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115628303739771116' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115628303739771116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115628303739771116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_23.html' title='胡亂留言'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115600787497163205</id><published>2006-08-22T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:42:59.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>問</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060820.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20060819) 昨晚我問，是不是有一些傷痛，永遠都不會好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(20060822) 星期五晚，跑出去跟半年沒見的好朋友吃晚飯，我們鬧哄哄的談了很多，像要把幾個月裡發生的所有事情都一一說清。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好朋友向來都是重情顧家的人，學生時代我們總喊她灰姑娘，十二下鐘聲響完以前，必要返抵家中，從不讓家人掛心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去年她家裡一位親如爸爸的長輩發現患上癌症，他接受治療的日子，全家也如臨大敵，因工作已忙得身心疲憊的她，也毫不猶豫就擔起一籃子家務，為的讓家人能更專心照顧病者。也因此，這大半年，她完全沒空跟我們約會見面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的長輩在捱了接近一年的療程後，於早前撒手人寰。遺下了相依相守超過半世紀的老伴。我忍不住問，「姑媽有沒有好些？」好朋友搖搖頭，告訴我，不，沒有，是呆呆的，甚麼也不起勁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甚麼也不起勁。我單單是想像一個人過那樣的生活，就已感到渾身不舒服，幾乎就要打一下自己去證實自己的存在。我一向不懂得安慰人，尤其是關乎死亡的傷痛，我總以為，唯有時間可以治癒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，忽然，我想，也許，有一些傷痛，永永遠遠也好不了。也許，當某一些比自己還重要的人離開了生命，那樣的生命，永存著一個不可彌補的缺口，血泊泊地從傷處留出，直到生命終結。想到這裡，很酸，很酸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許是我太執著於生死。只是，我忽然很害怕很恨惡這個天天都有太多生離死別的世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道盲目的向天說話管不管用，只是我仍然祈求，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚，能不能讓那些身負傷痛的人( &lt;a href="http://hk.news.yahoo.com/060821/12/1ro7h.html"&gt;_&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/in_pictures/5270576.stm"&gt;_&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://news.independent.co.uk/world/middle_east/article1220650.ece"&gt;_&lt;/a&gt; )，好好的安睡一覺，直到天亮？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115600787497163205?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115600787497163205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115600787497163205' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115600787497163205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115600787497163205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_22.html' title='問'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115496861525752047</id><published>2006-08-20T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:11:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只差一秒</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;喜歡這首歌到了一個地步，我不停地把歌推介給朋友，並且把電話響鈴、接駁鈴聲、鬧鐘鈴聲，全部都換成這首歌。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;也許是最近工作忙，生活亂成一片，這首歌帶給我那震盪的感覺久久不散。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;有時候，渺小如我們，真的不知道，何時才會是太遲。誰知道今天發完脾氣，明天還有沒有機會道歉認錯呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;趁時間的流沙還未淨盡，還是要珍惜。還是要愛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(20060820)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;愛得太遲　　（可按右邊Stickam播放）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;詞︰林夕　　　唱︰古巨基&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我過去　那死黨　 早晚共對&lt;br /&gt;各也紮職以後　沒法暢聚&lt;br /&gt;而終於相約到　但無言共對　疏淡如水&lt;br /&gt;日夜做　見爸爸　剛好想呻&lt;br /&gt;卻霎眼　看出他多了皺紋&lt;br /&gt;而他的蒼老感　是從來未覺　太內疚擔心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最心痛是　愛得太遲&lt;br /&gt;有些心意　不可等某個日子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;盲目地發奮　忙忙忙其實自私&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;夢中也習慣　有壓力要我得志&lt;br /&gt;最可怕是　愛需要及時　&lt;strong&gt;只差一秒　心聲都已變歷史&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;忙極亦放肆　見我愛見的相知&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要抱要吻要怎麼也好　偏要推說等下一次&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也覺我體質彷似下降　看了症　得到是別要太忙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;而影碟都掃光 　但從來未看　因有事趕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;日夜做　儲的錢都應該夠　 到聖誕　正好講跟我白頭&lt;br /&gt;誰知她開了口　未能挨下去　已恨我很久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;錯失太易&lt;/strong&gt;　愛得太遲　我怎想到　她忍不到那日子&lt;br /&gt;盲目地發奮　忙忙忙從來未知&lt;br /&gt;幸福會掠過　再也沒法說鍾意&lt;br /&gt;愛一個字　也需要及時　只差一秒　心聲都已變歷史&lt;br /&gt;為何未放肆 　見我愛見的相知&lt;br /&gt;要抱要吻要怎麼也好　&lt;strong&gt;不要相信一切有下次&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相擁我所愛又花幾多秒&lt;br /&gt;這幾秒　能夠做到又有多少&lt;br /&gt;未算少　足夠遺憾忘掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;多少抱憾　多少過路人　太懂估計　卻不懂愛錫自身&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人人在發奮 　想起他朝都興奮&lt;br /&gt;但今晚未過　你要過也很吸引&lt;br /&gt;縱不信運　你不過是人　理想很遠　愛於咫尺卻在等&lt;br /&gt;來日別操心　趁你有能力開心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;世界有太多東西發生　不要等到天上俯瞰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(20060808)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115496861525752047?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115496861525752047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115496861525752047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115496861525752047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115496861525752047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115496861525752047.html' title='只差一秒'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115600633626182272</id><published>2006-08-20T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:52:16.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desktop*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/desktop_home.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/desktop_home.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OS為?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Windows XP SP2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這台是你的個人電腦? 還是公司或家人共用的電腦?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;是在家裡用的，屬於我自己的私人手提電腦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這張桌布是什麼? 從哪裡取得的?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;相片呀～&lt;br /&gt;那年從南半球飛回來香港時，在機上隔著玻璃隨意拍下了窗外的雲層……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更換桌布的頻率高嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;桌面上有幾多個ICON?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一堆檔案和捷徑放得亂七八糟的桌面，你看得下去嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;我認位置的，icon要放得整整齊齊，不能亂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有沒有什麼堅持點?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;左邊位置不能太花亂，能看清楚icon就行&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有為了填這份接力, 還特地整理一下嗎?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;也沒有～&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後請再傳給5個「我想看看他的桌面」的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;是 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamesentiment.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;JameSentiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 傳給我的，謝謝你呵。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嘻，我懶，就不點人了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115600633626182272?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115600633626182272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115600633626182272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115600633626182272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115600633626182272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/desktop_20.html' title='Desktop*'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115593116681439691</id><published>2006-08-19T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:07:28.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寫信‧後記</title><content type='html'>在&lt;a href="http://mto.age.com.hk/2006/08/06/209" target="_blank"&gt;這裡&lt;/a&gt;，&lt;a href="http://sanwenji.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;散文集&lt;/a&gt;提了一個很有意思的題目，給童年的自己寫信。一看到這題目，我就想寫了，於是按捺著好奇心，暫不讓自己看太多別人寫的。也為了避免想得太多寫不出，又或沒有時間等太多藉口，幾天前我就開始在ppc電話裡寫了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還真該感謝前些日子自己終於肯狠下心，把那遲鈍笨拙偶爾耍賴不響不震的白色T630換掉，花四千個大洋買這部ppc電話，為的就是讓自己在街上，也能隨心隨意亂寫下些一閃即逝的想法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這封信，勉強還算是「這部電話的第一篇出品」。斷斷續續的，在巴士上會寫，等人的時候會寫，飲咖啡時也會寫。文字總不能拖太久，一拖就過期，所以今晚跟好友晚飯過後返抵家中，趁著還算精神，把檔案搬回電腦上，寫完最後兩段，就貼上來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後，不想(或許是不敢)再看。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一篇，寫的好辛苦。寫這樣的一封信，不能欺騙自己，更要撐大眼睛審視自己過去的點滴、心底的想法。也許因為我是慣於逃避自己的人？強逼自己去把自己看得那樣清晰透徹，真是一個痛苦的過程。幾次都因為痛的忍不住掉淚，就停頓下來。於是這封信，也成為這個blog裡，花最長時間寫成的一篇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有了想法，下筆去寫，亦不容易。有那些該告訴5歲的自己？有那些不必跟她說？用怎樣的方法去說，她才會明白？像極讀大學修兒童教育課時的一道考題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於，還是寫成了。旁人看我寫的好或不好，會不會太肉麻，統統都不重要。重要的是，我很高興看到自己寫了這一封信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而愚魯的我，一路在寫，幾乎到寫完了，才醒覺，這封信，那過去的自己並不會讀到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;能夠讀到的，只有今天的自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前文︰&lt;a href="http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_19.html"&gt;寫給5歲的自己&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想看其他人寫的，也可到&lt;a href="http://mto.age.com.hk/2006/08/06/209" target="_blank"&gt;這裡&lt;/a&gt;找連結。&lt;br /&gt;藉此，謝謝散文集貼出這道題，也謝謝公爵的宣傳。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115593116681439691?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115593116681439691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115593116681439691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115593116681439691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115593116681439691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_115593116681439691.html' title='寫信‧後記'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115592682007976332</id><published>2006-08-19T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T04:39:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寫給五歲的自己</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060819.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 454px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060819.0.jpg" width="502" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;樂兒：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你好嗎？今天上學開心嗎？學到些甚麼嗎？跟同學玩甚麼了？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是嗎？你今天很開心嗎？我就知道你是這樣快樂的一個女孩子。儘管你才第一次跟我見面，我就知道你會把今天的點滴一一告訴我，你從小就不怕生。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;樂兒，那讓我也告訴你一些事情。我是將來的你。今天回來，跟你說的，或許你不明白，但那不要緊，你只要記住，到了時候，你自然就會明白、了解。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你是一個很幸運的女孩子。只是，這路上，你還是偶爾會跌倒，別責怪自己，也不用怕旁人的嘻笑怒罵，儘管先哭吧。哭完了，也不用急著向誰交待，誠實地面對你自己，想清楚自己錯在哪兒，下次避免再犯同樣的錯誤。不過，如果真的重犯了，聽我話，認了錯，抹了淚，還是要原諒你自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;樂兒，在不久的將來，你會遇上一些事情，令你難過很久很久。對不起，事情必然要如此發生，我也無可奈何，我並沒有改變歷史的能力，只能盡量給你一點提示，希望你別難過太久。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要謹記，人生裡很多事情的發生，既不在你控制範圍之內，亦不是你的責任。對於這些，你別強行把責任摃上肩，也別強求要去明白。大人的事情，你就由得他們去吧。無論你怎樣努力、嘗試甚麼方法，企圖去改變那些事情的結果，最終還是會徒勞無功，那反會令你更深的責難自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你別先就傷心起來！我告訴你，除了這件在別人看來也根本不算甚麼的事以外，你的人生很順利，很美好，很多人會給你很多很多的愛。你會有夢想，也會有實踐夢想的力量！別忘了我剛才就說過，你是一個很幸運的女孩子！那些許的挫傷，也不過是要讓你學習書本以外另外一些功課。相信我，學懂這些，會令你的人生更幸福。專注看那些快樂的事情吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾乎忘了呢！快到九月了，這些天來你天天拼上身那細藍格子校裙，終於可以真真正正穿在身上了！小學生，大踏步上學去，很威風呢！在即將來臨的這四年裡，你將會學到一生受用的智慧。小一第一堂中文課的時候，馬老師會教你一句話，你要切切記住呵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呀，可以告訴我，你最近在看甚麼書嗎？是那本黃色封面的中國神話故事嗎？你最喜歡那個「烏盆」的故事嗎？樂兒，書本會成為你這一生裡最好的朋友。所以，有空的時候，你要看更多的書呵，看更多經典名著，別只泡翻譯小說的書架，別只背誦詞典生字！趁年輕的時候，多讀一些歷史書吧，也多背一些詩吧！要從書本裡，好好的學習前人的英明睿智！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聽我嗦嗦的說了這麼多，也該累了嗎？乖乖的，今晚早點睡吧！別纏著哥哥陪你躲在被窩裡玩星球大戰了！祝你快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚安。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115592682007976332?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115592682007976332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115592682007976332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115592682007976332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115592682007976332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_19.html' title='寫給五歲的自己'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115547706439423824</id><published>2006-08-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:01:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回家好</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/IMAGE_00015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/IMAGE_00015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回來了。想為這六天行程寫下一點甚麼，想來想去卻不知從何說起，才打了兩句就連按著 &lt;-- ，復又再打，再刪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許先讓所有繁瑣混亂沉澱一下，才能把心情確確切切的描述。只是，在記憶淡退以前，我還是必須先記下心底裡的感謝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候命運很奇怪。當你漸漸對這世界灰心失望的時候，總有一些人一些事會出現，讓你重拾一點信心希望。出發前不久，我問了一位對人生常常很有灼見的朋友一些白痴問題︰究竟這個世界是好人多，還是壞人多？人是不是越變越壞了？朋友答說人根本沒有好壞之分，好或壞，其實都只是一種狀態。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而在我身邊，還是「好」人多。為此，感謝每一位以說話以行動以真心來支持鼓勵我的人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115547706439423824?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115547706439423824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115547706439423824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115547706439423824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115547706439423824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post_13.html' title='回家好'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115453370070021256</id><published>2006-08-02T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T03:46:34.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE. no war.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/angel_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/angel_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 今天放工，坐18:20的公司車離開。工業邨空曠，三號風球吹的人都站立不穩。跟同事一邊閒談一邊上車，隨便就坐在下層的空位。雙層巴士一直向前駛，忽然一陣撞擊響聲，很刺耳，車繼續前進，定一定神，跟鄰座同事正疑惑那是不是撞到樹枝時，忽然有一位同事從樓上跑下來大叫，有人受傷呀！才知道原來車頭擋風玻璃窗，因經不起狂風吹襲而碎裂，割傷了坐在上層前排的幾位同事。 &lt;p&gt;在等待公司security和救護車的時候，原本坐在上層的同事陸陸續續走到下層來，有一位受了輕傷的同事就坐到我對面，他的額頭和頸滲出血來，大家都輕輕慰問，紛紛遞上紙巾。繼續等待的時候，車箱內大家都在談論著，以後坐巴士都別坐在上層前排位置，遇上意外，還是下層較安全。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;忽然想，身在香港的我們，尚可選擇坐到巴士的下層，去避免或減輕意外造成的傷亡。但是，在黎巴嫩的人們，沒有選擇的餘地。他們也許都知道，繼續下去，也不過是等待另一場轟炸去奪取他們的性命。只是，除此之外，他們又能夠如何逃出去？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;這樣的聯想，我也覺得很無稽。只是，我無法遏止自己的心靈不去吶喊「不公平」。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;是不是人人都該有生存的權利？是不是無論在甚麼情況下，都沒有人有權去奪取別人的性命？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;是不是？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我再寫不下去了。一想起那些兒童的眼睛，淚就一直流下。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Robert Fisk 說︰"You must have a heart of stone not to feel the outrage that those of us watching this experienced yesterday."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;所有的戰爭，停止吧。神啊，如果你仍然全能全知，如果你仍然在看，求求你，能不能放過那個飽歷憂患的地方？能不能放過那些受盡創傷的人們？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;別強求真相了，也別堅持要分清是非黑白了。花一點時間，去想一想，能夠怎樣幫助他們，好嗎？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;香港世界宣明會中東危機緊急救援&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org.hk/Appeal/MiddleEast/emer_frame.html"&gt;http://www.worldvision.org.hk/Appeal/MiddleEast/emer_frame.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org.hk/appeal/MiddleEast/emer_context.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;無國界醫生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msf.org.hk/big5/home/index.php"&gt;http://www.msf.org.hk/big5/home/index.php&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115453370070021256?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115453370070021256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115453370070021256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115453370070021256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115453370070021256'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sophier/quizzes/What%20colour%20are%20you?/" target="_blank"&gt;What colour are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115420816364177839?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115420816364177839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115420816364177839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115420816364177839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115420816364177839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_30.html' title='哈哈哈'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115321223091116370</id><published>2006-07-18T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:44:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is full of</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I like chance meetings--life is full of them. Everyday, without realizing it, I pass people whom I should know. At this moment, in this cafe, we're sitting next to strangers. Everyone will get up, leave, and go on their own way. And they'll never meet again. And if they do, they won't realize that it's not for the first time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Krzysztof Kieslowski)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115321223091116370?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115321223091116370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115321223091116370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115321223091116370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115321223091116370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-is-full-of.html' title='life is full of'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115321068890633815</id><published>2006-07-18T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T16:18:08.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>格式</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060717.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/14049417-115321068890633815?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115321068890633815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115321068890633815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115321068890633815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115321068890633815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_115321068890633815.html' title='格式'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115208374723974018</id><published>2006-07-05T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:38:40.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9f9fdf;"&gt;　　　　我不躲&lt;br /&gt;　　　　但你會知道&lt;br /&gt;　　　　那並沒有任何意義&lt;br /&gt;　　　　你會後悔&lt;br /&gt;　　　　你會失去了一些&lt;br /&gt;　　　　一輩子再要不回來的東西&lt;br /&gt;　　　　然後你才會明白&lt;br /&gt;　　　　我許你的&lt;br /&gt;　　　　我從沒有收回&lt;br /&gt;　　　　只是從今以後&lt;br /&gt;　　　　它再沒有地方存放了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9f9fdf;"&gt;　　　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(《人間四月天》裡的林徽音)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115208374723974018?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115208374723974018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115208374723974018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_05.html' title='.'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115186393565140291</id><published>2006-07-02T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:12:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>唔好喊啦……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;四年而已，就再回來囉！&lt;br /&gt;(不過，艾先生，真係好行唔送喇。多得你一次又一次的英明領導，令英格蘭始終只能遙望錦標。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: FIFAworldcup.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: AFP / afp.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;施球王，拜託一定要繼續發威，踢走葡萄牙！&lt;br /&gt;(我不要不要不要在決賽看見C朗拿度……)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060702zi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060702zi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: FIFAworldcup.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: AFP / afp.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115186393565140291?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115186393565140291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115134603276791069</id><published>2006-06-27T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T02:29:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>輸左……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;咪下屆再黎過囉！0=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/pen.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/pen.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: FIFAworldcup.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: AFP / afp.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;希望在明天呀嘛！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: FIFAworldcup.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: AFP / afp.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;¡España, triunfo seguro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115134603276791069?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115134603276791069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115134603276791069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115134603276791069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115134603276791069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_27.html' title='輸左……'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115134982072022639</id><published>2006-06-27T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T03:23:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>望穿秋水</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/s1654160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/s1654160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115134982072022639?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115134982072022639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115134982072022639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115134982072022639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115134982072022639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_115134982072022639.html' title='望穿秋水'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115126910675015574</id><published>2006-06-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:40:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>關於我</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;從 &lt;a href="http://dorablahblah.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;mad dog&lt;/a&gt; 那邊看到這個 &lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/" target="_blank"&gt;PersonalDNA&lt;/a&gt; 的測驗，花了不過5分鐘左右就填好，蠻有趣的。從我自己看來，分析還算很詳盡準確，也有些值得參考對照的地方。有時候玩這些所謂的心理分析，也不是不像照鏡子的。玩過了，該仔細端詳抑或一笑置之，就得看照的是塊爛鐵皮還是哈哈鏡了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(有興趣又有心機看&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?&amp;k=ljnfTUfrkpQUhbg-HM-DDADA-3e60"&gt;我的參數分析&lt;/a&gt;的話，也請別忘了告訴我，這個跟那大家印象中的我有多大分別。謝謝呵~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my personal dna map:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 200px; POSITION: relative; HEIGHT: 200px"&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Femininity" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 70px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 66px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #eded18"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Attention to Style" style="LEFT: 70px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 67px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 66px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #1b1b1b"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Extroversion" style="LEFT: 137px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 63px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 66px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e317e3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Confidence" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 86px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 66px; HEIGHT: 46px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #de1616"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Spontenaiety" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 86px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 112px; HEIGHT: 45px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #16dbdb"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Openness" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 86px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 157px; HEIGHT: 43px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #16d977"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Empathy" style="LEFT: 86px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 57px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 66px; HEIGHT: 58px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cf1572"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Masculinity" style="LEFT: 143px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 57px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 66px; HEIGHT: 58px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #1572cf"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Agency" style="LEFT: 86px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 77px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 124px; HEIGHT: 28px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #12b312"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Trust" style="LEFT: 86px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 77px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 152px; HEIGHT: 26px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #1212b0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Authoritarianism" style="LEFT: 86px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 77px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 178px; HEIGHT: 22px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5d11a8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Aesthetic" style="LEFT: 163px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 23px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 124px; HEIGHT: 76px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5da811"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Imaginative" style="LEFT: 186px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 14px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 124px; HEIGHT: 76px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e67e17"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/"&gt;Advocating Creator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;其中，這個我比較喜歡的欄目，也許值得想想︰&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's important to think about others, don't forget to take some time for yourself, and occassionally to put yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;Take some time to spend with a few close friends; although it's difficult to find people to trust, it's worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;When you have great ideas, it can be hard to relinquish control, but it can also feel good to take the pressure off and enjoy someone else leading the way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115126910675015574?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115126910675015574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115126910675015574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115126910675015574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115126910675015574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_26.html' title='關於我'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115095378312020605</id><published>2006-06-22T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:37:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>藍</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 474px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060622.jpg" width="512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我任由那會發光的盒子播放著get a life live dvd，身體背著盒子，稍稍用點力讓眼睛維持張開的狀態，電腦螢光幕上字和字逐行出現，偶爾在鍵盤上手指蹣跚地撥動著。眼睛的視野剛剛好容納到螢光幕右下角那綑著藍邊的信封，我想起我積有6封電郵想詳覆卻未動筆。那間中閃動的藍色小半身人象，有時會讓我覺得我不是一個人。忽然我看見幾天前隨手拍下的一張天空相片，我好想念南半球島國上那片一望無際的清藍。而此刻喇叭剛剛巧唱到的這一句「擁不擁有也會記住誰　快不快樂留在身體裡」，我像是忽然才知道，那一段日子，我是永遠都回不去了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115095378312020605?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115095378312020605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115095378312020605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115095378312020605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115095378312020605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_22.html' title='藍'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115038518871356799</id><published>2006-06-15T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:38:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寬</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060615.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 472px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060615.0.jpg" width="482" 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/14049417-115038518871356799?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115038518871356799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115038518871356799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115038518871356799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115038518871356799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_115038518871356799.html' title='寬'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115030879433555464</id><published>2006-06-15T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:38:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>門</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060614.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 473px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060614.1.jpg" width="450" 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/14049417-115030879433555464?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-115015725761037931</id><published>2006-06-13T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:07:37.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>開心得我呀</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/2554596230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/2554596230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Source: FIFAworldcup.yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;Copyright: AFP / afp.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-115015725761037931?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/115015725761037931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=115015725761037931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115015725761037931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/115015725761037931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_13.html' title='開心得我呀'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114986602247670518</id><published>2006-06-09T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:41:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回顧中彷彿一步一生</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060608.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060608.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說我倔強的不可理喻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如此，&lt;br /&gt;我只能任性的讓眼淚一直流，不發一言。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114986602247670518?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114986602247670518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114986602247670518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_114986602247670518.html' title='回顧中彷彿一步一生'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114941904439067695</id><published>2006-06-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T03:37:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>深深相信始終會變真</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/june4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 486px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/june4.jpg" width="601" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;這晚風大，燭火一再被吹熄。&lt;br /&gt;我們彼此不認識，但又一再默默的把火傳遞，&lt;br /&gt;讓燭光照亮這片地。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;要讓火在惡劣的環境下長燃著是困難的吧，&lt;br /&gt;幸好，我們有的，不只一個火種。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114941904439067695?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114941904439067695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114941904439067695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114941904439067695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114941904439067695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_04.html' title='深深相信始終會變真'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114936265631504865</id><published>2006-06-04T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:26:00.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>悼念</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hiradio.wordpress.com/2006/05/29/mv-714698-flower" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b166/princessea/714698_flowergif.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;踏入了6月，雨一直在下。&lt;br /&gt;昨天在街上，被雨淋得透濕了，心情也很差，我無言。抬頭望望那灰色的天空，忽然我傻傻的想，是不是天也在流淚，為了17年前的那一場學生運動？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命太寶貴，死亡太沉重。&lt;br /&gt;追求自由，到底是對的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因此，17年後的這天，我不想記起，只是仍然未敢忘記。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;無論雨怎麼打　自由仍是會開花&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加放了〈歷史的傷口〉、〈自由花〉兩首歌在Stickam 上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;幾乎是每次一聽〈歷史的傷口〉這歌，眼淚就忍不住要流下來，為了那些欺瞞自己良心的人感到痛心。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;蒙上眼睛　就以為看不見&lt;br /&gt;掩上耳朵　就以為聽不到&lt;br /&gt;而真理在心中　創痛在胸口&lt;br /&gt;還要忍多久? 還要沉默多久?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果熱淚可以洗淨塵埃&lt;br /&gt;如果熱血可以換來自由&lt;br /&gt;讓明天能記得今天的怒吼&lt;br /&gt;讓世界都看到歷史的傷口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;另看&lt;a href="http://geocities.com/princess_angeleong/050604_lyric_freeflower.htm" target="_blank"&gt;自由花歌詞&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;延伸閱讀︰(摘自《聯合早報︰專訪王丹》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wangdan1989.com/modules/news/article.php?storyid=206" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;閱讀全文&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;「個人有個人的資質和堅持。我(王丹)沒本事搞生意啊，就只愛搞些看起來不可能的事情。怎麼說呢……很多事情我去做，因為我要履行一個基本職責。社會對知識份子有特定需求，身為讀書人要有所回報，最重要就是去做些不可能的事情。對柴玲他們來說，也許更願意做些扎扎實實的事。這點他們比我實在，我比他們浪漫一些。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他(王丹)所定義的「不可而為之」的社會職責是：「去催生一個獨立、成熟、強大的公民社會。惟有如此，中國的民主才有希望。」 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114936265631504865?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114858370321412226' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114858370321412226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114858370321412226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_26.html' title='呵呵呵'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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align="center"&gt;(Emily Dickinson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114850002586608452?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114850002586608452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114850002586608452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114850002586608452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114850002586608452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_25.html' title='茫茫人生　好像荒野'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114832671086291973</id><published>2006-05-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T02:47:56.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Da Vinci Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/davincicodecover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/davincicodecover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲當然不及書好看。(還要舉列甚麼例子嗎 —— 金庸？紅樓夢？LOTR？亨利寶塔？Joanne Harris？村上春樹？甚至是 Nicolas Sparks 或 Nick Hornby，或近一點的王朔、余華，或再近一點的倪匡、亦舒……[真箇數也數不完]，從來都是書比戲好。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以我不明白，人人都說為這電影失望，為了這幾乎是永恆的定律。不是進場前早就該瞭解的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;書是好看的，但還不就是一部終於會落榜的Bestseller。所以我不明白，為甚麼還是有些人就書中那些所謂的「不正確觀念」來群起攻之。(他們好像那些收錢扮fans的，又遮面又叫囂。)花時間爭拗，還不如多讀幾遍聖經。我想，世界末日審判來臨之時，耶穌才不會問「你們有讀過Da Vinci Code嗎？」(到時有機會當然我會問問耶穌，「你究竟有沒有結過婚？」不過，我懷疑人多事忙的耶穌，能花多少時間聽完我更想問的八千六百九十四個問題。罷了。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實讀過了書，戲也就乏善足陳。所以我不明白，為甚麼那麼多人說要先把書讀完，才買票進場看戲？不看就罷了。我慶幸我初讀這書時，還未有消息要開拍電影，想像的空間廣闊深遠。此刻才讀書的人，也許就擺脫不了電影中演員的形象。噢，想像中的永遠美好。(事實上，誰人想到Langdon會變成了半禿頭的Tom Hanks、Sophie變成了剛硬有餘柔情智慧都不足的Audrey Tautou、Silas也變成了只管斜著眼扮兇殘的Paul Bettany。連海報我也不想貼上來。想來這情況也有點像當年電視上那無一可取的白臉楊過古天樂和以為木口木面就是在演小龍女的李若彤吧。)&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; (一不小心，這天就收到朋友分別寄來4個sms，投訴我針對Audrey Tautou，寫她「剛硬有餘柔情智慧不足」。噢，我把這段翻看又翻看，冤枉呢。請留意句子的主語 —— 我指的，只是&lt;strong&gt;這戲&lt;/strong&gt;中她的演出。)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完戲，免不了答一下朋友的追問。怎麼還不滿意我的答案嗎？好，說的明白一點，先別急著看原著了，找間音響效果好一點的電影院，買大桶的牛油爆谷，這150分鐘還是會過得很愉快的。同樣的60個大洋，總好過看佬(老？)得不能再佬的湯先生賣弄自己的特寫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呀，不過在進場前除了提一提自己關掉電話以外，別忘了也跟自己說句，「《達文西密碼》是一部荷里活電影。」那可能會看得安樂一點。噢噢，怎麼原來你想看些更有意思的電影嗎？呵，那我還是會推介你看&lt;a href="http://www.goodnightandgoodluck.com" target="_blank"&gt;這部&lt;/a&gt;。(1區美版，各大DVD舖早已有售)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114832671086291973?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114832671086291973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114832671086291973' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114832671086291973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114832671086291973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title='The Da Vinci Code'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114788763893779276</id><published>2006-05-18T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T01:40:38.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>0=P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060517.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060517.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;心中只有甜品店　難道很百厭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114788763893779276?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114788763893779276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114788763893779276' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114788763893779276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114788763893779276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/0p.html' title='0=P'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114754187148839382</id><published>2006-05-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:54:10.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>純粹感受</title><content type='html'>早上完成了部份工作，黃昏才能再開始下一項，中間隔了一個下午的空檔。既已身在尖沙咀，又沒意思走進那些mid-season sale (也不知道算是mid-那個 season)的店去排20分鐘隊試一件20%off的襯衫，順著步，也就又走到海傍藝術館去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="blank_" href="http://www.lcsd.gov.hk/CE/Museum/Arts/markrothko/english/main.html"&gt;Mark Rothko來了藝術館&lt;/a&gt;個多月，因公或私，我算是去了4次。卻總是匆匆忙忙，又或心間紛擾太多，都不專心。今天藝術館外面有「博物館博覽會」，人多聲亂鬧哄哄，大人小朋友老人家周圍游走，看得我眼花繚亂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心，卻是出奇的寧靜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二樓展館內黑色的長木櫈上，我抱著布袋抵著冷，專注看一幅屬於Mark Rothko「經典期」的作品。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(純粹一點個人感受，不敢扮看得懂，也全無學術根據。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然我從那三塊顏色方塊裡面，看到那陣陣強烈的騷動。那紅拚命在侵入白，那黑奮力抗衡著紅，白和黑中間看似和平，卻不知雙方都滲透出灰。忽然我看到沉鬱以外的一點顏色。忽然不知怎地就落下一滴淚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I would like to say to those who think of my pictures as serene, whether on friendship or mere observations, that I have imprisoned the most utter violence in every inch of their surface." (Rothko)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;也好喜歡Mark Rothko的這句話︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I believe that a painting can only communicate directly to a rare individual who happens to be in tune with it and the artist."&lt;/blockquote&gt;任何創作，都不過如此吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這批畫飛到漢城去以前，我還是會多去看一遍的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拿出手帕悄悄抹去那淚痕的一刻，我想起了另一幅讓我流過淚的畫。&lt;br /&gt;先看看畫吧，關於那滴淚，有機會再說。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/1890_Meules,%20milieu%20du%20jour%20(Haystacks,%20midday).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/1890_Meules%2C%20milieu%20du%20jour%20%28Haystacks%2C%20midday%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claude Monet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Meules, milieu du jour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;[Haystacks, midday] (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1890)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114754187148839382?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114754187148839382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114754187148839382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114754187148839382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114754187148839382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_13.html' title='純粹感受'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114745604180198241</id><published>2006-05-12T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:41:00.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸</title><content type='html'>開著炸機的音量，聽陳奕迅Get a Life Concert 的Live 錄音。&lt;br /&gt;彷彿找回一些甚麼。 嘩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;幸災樂禍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;詞︰黃偉文　曲︰陶吉吉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;誰輸了錢　失了戀　無須氣短&lt;br /&gt;兜個圈　你經已返上一線&lt;br /&gt;兜個圈　有拖拍兼有錢&lt;br /&gt;如果你走先　下個月轉運怎算&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;沉溺到底　還擊到底&lt;/strong&gt;　你先會得到這抗體&lt;br /&gt;先會一世不再感染　所以　人不會好一世&lt;br /&gt;不會衰一世　先玩之不厭&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淡市沒有反應　繼續再打拼&lt;br /&gt;疫症沒有反應　就轉換血清　絕嶺上求勝&lt;br /&gt;今年多災星　險境　當走火警&lt;br /&gt;訓練你反應　受難應該也高興（索氣勝過有絕症）&lt;br /&gt;損失都不輕　反省　你應不應　撥亂再反正&lt;br /&gt;大禍逼出你衝勁　反彈再致敬&lt;br /&gt;反彈再致敬 YEAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;危機意識　很要緊　情願戰爭　早發生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;當你經過一切軍訓　釘　也可以當床訓&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;難得有點恐怖感　我跟你先至可以&lt;br /&gt;因這天劫逼近　走到十分近&lt;br /&gt;相不相識　都即刻交心　也過癮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;淡市沒有反應　就搭著膊打拼&lt;br /&gt;疫症沒救星　合作造血清　來發揚人性&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感激這困境　讓我見証　衰過的比較識去反應&lt;br /&gt;幸福的伸縮性（撤退也有策略性）&lt;br /&gt;谷底的風景　不見星　苦中跟你整布丁&lt;br /&gt;住垃圾站也溫馨（有你　掃興變贈慶）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唏　唏　唏　若生命只有冰&lt;br /&gt;唏　唏　唏　做杯思樂冰&lt;br /&gt;唏　唏　唏　你是你救兵&lt;br /&gt;唏　唏　唏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一街災星　險境　當走火警&lt;br /&gt;訓練你反應　受難應該更高興&lt;br /&gt;谷底的風景　也許不見星&lt;br /&gt;要是你高興　住垃圾站也溫馨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114745604180198241?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114745604180198241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114745604180198241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114745604180198241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114745604180198241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_12.html' title='幸'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114716150866875948</id><published>2006-05-09T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T01:50:40.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>記認</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/DSC00583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放工回家，已是夜深。這幾天看的試的拍的食物好多。忽然好想好想貼一張相。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道有誰還會認得，哪間餐廳有賣，這一碟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彷彿已經是好久以前的事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早午晚三餐都在宿舍飯堂吃。早餐還不錯吧，有無限供應的雞蛋和鮮奶。午餐時通常還不餓，偶爾沒課又沒事幹，也會去飯堂坐坐，隨便放片芝士火腿蕃茄在麵包上烤一下，熱辣辣的芝士很香。至於晚飯呢……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是貼出來的這碟了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114716150866875948?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114716150866875948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114716150866875948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114716150866875948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114716150866875948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_09.html' title='記認'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114703288938119065</id><published>2006-05-08T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T15:28:24.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>恰似一江春水向東流 --《秋月》(1992)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/autumnmoon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/320/autumnmoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 聽&lt;a href="http://blog.age.com.hk/archives/417" target="_blank"&gt;公爵說過《秋月》&lt;/a&gt;這部電影，那天借碟的時候記起，想著就儘管試試，翻翻看有沒有吧。居然又有，就借了回來。(有時候借比買好。這年來買的不少dvd，隨手放在架上，膠袋也未拆封堆積著。借的，因為要還，也就趕緊先看。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回題。羅卓瑤的戲，只看過《誘憎》和《遇上1967的女神》。想看《秋月》，是因為公爵當天說戲時提及的一段對白︰「我想鋸開我這個頭，換一條脆弱的保險絲，讓我可以再流淚……」那天第一次讀著公爵手抄在白紙上的這段文字，已受震盪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卻不知這戲，說的是這樣一個故事，竟是如此動人。戲錄下了好多曾經熟悉的場地景物 (傻傻的想，也許1992年這戲在拍攝時，某天回家路上我曾經跟攝影機擦身) 。忽然我好懷念麥當勞以前用的籐椅和淡淡的啡黃色彩，不像今天紅紅的鮮明得有點霸道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流著淚看過一遍，我真想逐字逐句把劇本謄寫下來。(也想著，把碟買回來吧。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;時間關係，先抄寫一小段 —— 是戲開場約15分鐘左右，佩蕙逃學在海旁初遇Tokio時 ——&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*Tokio和佩蕙二人在海傍，靠倚著欄杆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*見二人背面 —— Tokio在垂釣，佩蕙在百無聊賴的左顧右盼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(以生澀的港式英語口音問) What...is... your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (淡然) No good. A bad name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(期盼) My name is Pui Wai...bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (搖頭) Bad! Pretty Bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(淺笑一下後說) Why... you don't go to work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (學著佩蕙的語調) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Why... you don't go to school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*佩蕙被逗笑了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*接見二人正面，Tokio口裡含著香煙開口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 I work very hard. When... I... bored, Travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　"Ball"? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 Bored!... you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*佩蕙搖頭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokio︰　 [怎樣解釋呢?](日語)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(心急追問) What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 no...(因不懂得解釋而稍焦躁) Bored!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*Tokio從褲袋中摸出一張舊便條紙&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 You have pen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*佩蕙從袋中找出一枝筆，遞給 Tokio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*Tokio 在紙上寫字&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (將紙遞向佩蕙) 「悶」，understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(接過紙，恍然大悟，咧嘴笑道) 噢... 悶... ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 A heart... [被困著](日語) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;　　　　 (為不懂表達而感氣餒、焦躁) shit... no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*接close up 見Tokio手指著「悶」字，邊劃邊講&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (V.O.) A heart catch... no... caught inside the door!&lt;br /&gt;　　　　 Understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;*接見二人正面&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　Yes! Inside the door!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (把便條紙收回褲袋) So... I must go out! Travel! Eating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;　　　　 (將筆遞回給佩蕙) Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　(接過筆) No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;　　　　　(一臉純真自信) You... better open your heart! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tokio︰　 (大惑不解) What?&lt;br /&gt;佩蕙︰　　In Cantonese... Cantonese?&lt;br /&gt;Tokio︰　 (點頭) 嗯...[香港話] (日語)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;佩蕙︰　　We... we say open the heart... 開心!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (學佩蕙語調) 「開心」! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;佩蕙︰　　「開」... open.「心」...heart. 「Open the heart」... happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Tokio︰　 (不認同) No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;　　　 　 (右手作勢用力想扯開自己右胸，面上流露痛苦神情)&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　... too painful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也抄這首，在戲裡沒有被唸完的《虞美人》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;「春花秋月何時了？往事知多少。&lt;br /&gt;　小樓昨夜又東風，故國不堪回首月明中！&lt;br /&gt;　雕闌玉砌應猶在，只是朱顏改。&lt;br /&gt;　問君能有幾多愁？恰似一江春水向東流。」&lt;br /&gt;　(李煜)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;有時候看一些戲，心裡會好感恩 —— 為了有機會看到好戲，也為了知道︰「原來這世上有如此的有心人(導演/編劇)。」也會想跟他們道謝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也謝謝公爵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另，在網上看到羅卓瑤、方令正籌備拍攝新片《Apeiron》的故事簡介，看完後暗暗祝禱，希望早日看到這些文字化為影像，於大銀幕上播放，並獲得觀眾的掌聲︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;「我再見到小女孩她已經是三百零八歲，她告訴我那個星球到了那個黃昏太陽不肯落下去，美麗晚霞持續不斷，這三個故事的人物都有神奇的遭遇，但小女孩沒有告訴我這個星球最後怎樣，她的曾祖父沒有告訴她。我廉價買來一個破爛翻譯軟件，將這封信翻譯成你們這個星球的語言，特此傳送給你們，希望你們覆信告訴我你們還好。我是住在Apeiron五百七十九歲的少年。」&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114703288938119065?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114703288938119065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114703288938119065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114703288938119065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114703288938119065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/1992.html' title='恰似一江春水向東流 --《秋月》(1992)'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114701477457628673</id><published>2006-05-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:12:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>抄</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;「人人都知道死是必然的，它是一個我們一出生就通報要來訪的客人，現正日夜兼程，一步步靠近我們。可是，當它敲響我們的門的時候，我們仍然感到突然，怪它是最唐突的不速之客。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「假如我能預知我的死期，到時候我一定不讓愛我的人覺察，我要和她一起度過一些最輕鬆愉快的時光，然後悄悄離開，獨自死去。我相信，使我能夠忍受生命的終結的東西不是他人對我的關懷，而是我對他人的愛和關懷。對於一個即將死去的人來說，自己即將不存在，已不值得關心，唯一的寄託是自己所愛的並且將繼續活下去的人。」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(周國平)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114701477457628673?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114701477457628673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114701477457628673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114701477457628673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114701477457628673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_114701477457628673.html' title='抄'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114694008105097677</id><published>2006-05-07T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T03:47:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>こんなもののために生まれたんじゃない</title><content type='html'>每天過日子，是一個 in &amp;amp; out 的過程。吸入，然後呼出，原是最自然不過的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近這呼和吸卻都很不暢順（當然，是這天氣的錯吧）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是想的太多了。還是摸不透生死 —— 不明白不理解想不通看不開的太多了。看見朋友臉上的淚痕，偏找不著安慰的說話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我竭力在想。腦海裡每一個微小的細胞卻都如被百萬條電線纏繞著，怎樣也解不開掙不斷找不著出口。像給施了緊箍咒，心彷彿也快要被壓得窒息。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這幾天裡亂啃著書，轉眼間卻連在讀著甚麼都已說不出。把甚麼碟放進唱機裡，播出來的都幻變成一堆噪音，都聽不入耳。 也遑論寫了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不耐煩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚看到公爵寫的&lt;a href="http://blog.age.com.hk/archives/432" target="_blank"&gt;故事&lt;/a&gt;，至此「每次我覺得自己很脆弱，快要支持不住的時候，我就會拿這首歌出來Loop……」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然才想得起。鬼束千尋。急忙把她的碟從櫃底裡翻出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是她的聲音了。一下一下撫慰著，躁動的心，彷彿終於肯稍停下來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back Door&lt;/strong&gt;　　曲、詞︰鬼束千尋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;なんて愚かな汗に　まみれているのよ&lt;br /&gt;それじゃ　この空がいくら広くてもしょうがないわ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;両足につけた鉛&lt;br /&gt;の重さにさえ　慣れてしまってる&lt;br /&gt;自分を救ってやれれば&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日が見えてしまうなら　立ち止まってみるの&lt;br /&gt;足跡だらけの道など走るのはやめて&lt;br /&gt;切らした息を元に戻すの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ここは平坦で遠くまで見えるけど&lt;br /&gt;光は当たらない　だからその窓を割って行こう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;栄光はこの手の中　そんなとこにはないわ&lt;br /&gt;ひどく汚れたその足の痛みに気づいて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迷いもすべて洗い流すの&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door of myself?&lt;br /&gt;明日が見えてしまうなら　立ち止まってみるの&lt;br /&gt;足跡だらけの道など走るのはやめて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;切らした息を元に戻すの&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;歌詞中譯︰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為何讓愚蠢的汗水沾滿全身呢&lt;br /&gt;那樣的話　這片天空再怎樣遼闊也毫無用處啊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;連綁在雙腳上鉛塊的重量　也早習慣了&lt;br /&gt;乾脆自己救贖自己吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要看到明天的話　就停下來看吧&lt;br /&gt;不要在滿是前人足跡的路上奔跑&lt;br /&gt;我會讓氣絕的呼吸回復正常的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然此處平坦但可以看得很遠&lt;br /&gt;但卻無絲毫光芒　所以去打破那扇窗吧&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;光榮在這雙手中　並不是在那個地方&lt;br /&gt;去注意一下那骯髒無比的腳痛吧&lt;br /&gt;我會將這迷惘甚至一切全洗淨的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the back door of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要看到明天的話　就停下來看吧&lt;br /&gt;不要在滿是前人足跡的路上奔跑&lt;br /&gt;我會讓氣絕的呼吸回復正常的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沒有公爵說故事的好技巧，寫了這久也還是甚麼也寫不來。也就不如不寫了。本來也想把歌放上來，只是原來我沒有這首歌的mp3，放了另一首〈月光〉，大家想聽的就按一下右邊的Stickam吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也，借此，謝謝公爵的好文章。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114694008105097677?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114694008105097677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114694008105097677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114694008105097677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114694008105097677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post_07.html' title='こんなもののために生まれたんじゃない'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114684917761559320</id><published>2006-05-05T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:48:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Dentellière(1977)  - 亂寫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="347" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060505.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;法國五月，tribute to Isabelle Huppert (伊莎貝‧雨蓓)。和朋友去看了 "La Dentellière" (The Lacemaker) (1977)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲還算好看。當年24歲的雨蓓演活了18歲巴黎女生Beatrice情竇初開的純真，和歷情劫後的痴傻。70年代法國Cabourg海邊，還很有一點浪漫氣氛。戲中Marilyn的黃色雨衣好耀眼，雖然在Beatrice寶藍色的線衫映照下顯得很浮誇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故事卻算不上特別動人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倒是看的時候，其中兩句對白，給我留下了一個印象。回來後立刻就想寫，(斗膽)想代戲中兩位女角說那沒有說出來的話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;你說要還我自由。 你說我可在這藍天白雲間翱翔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也有過一刻的振奮，當我遙望天際，想著不需再跟循你的軌道而行。然而，啪，啪，啪……原來，連我自己也忘了，我原是一隻遙控飛鳥，離了你，沒有動力，我也再飛不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;你說你以為我想改變。我默然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你轉身離去以後，我回頭，看著你的背影，忽然好想跟你說，「你忘了告訴我，你想把我改造。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲終上roller前是雨蓓雙目茫然的大特寫。腦海裡就響起這歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;知不知這份愛搖動時　便發現心的層次&lt;br /&gt;這關係　今天美麗未如從前　還有沒有意思&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114684917761559320?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114684917761559320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114684917761559320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114684917761559320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114684917761559320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/la-dentellire1977.html' title='La Dentellière(1977)  - 亂寫'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114667452451681418</id><published>2006-05-04T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:03:20.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>difficult</title><content type='html'>"The issue of facing death in a peaceful manner is a very difficult one. According to common sense, there seem to be two ways of dealing with the problem and the suffering. The first is simply to try to avoid the problem, to put it out of your mind, even though the reality of that problem is still there and it is not minimized. Another way of dealing with this issue is to look directly at the problem and analyse it, make familiar to you and make it clear that it is a part of all our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dalai Lama)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114667452451681418?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114667452451681418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114667452451681418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114667452451681418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114667452451681418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/difficult.html' title='difficult'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114667249653925600</id><published>2006-05-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T00:08:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060430.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/14049417-114667249653925600?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114667249653925600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114667249653925600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114667249653925600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114667249653925600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114632685037353705</id><published>2006-04-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:07:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>矛盾</title><content type='html'>有時候我覺得煩躁，&lt;br /&gt;當我翻來覆去也寫不好，怎樣改也改不順。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但，同一時間，&lt;br /&gt;我又覺得好快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為了，有寫的機會，和時間。&lt;br /&gt;嘻～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114632685037353705?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114632685037353705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114632685037353705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114632685037353705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114632685037353705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_29.html' title='矛盾'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114623437501567328</id><published>2006-04-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:56:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death be not proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Death be not proud, though some have called thee&lt;br /&gt;Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe,&lt;br /&gt;For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,&lt;br /&gt;Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee.&lt;br /&gt;From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,&lt;br /&gt;Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,&lt;br /&gt;And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,&lt;br /&gt;Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.&lt;br /&gt;Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,&lt;br /&gt;And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,&lt;br /&gt;And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,&lt;br /&gt;And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then?&lt;br /&gt;One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,&lt;br /&gt;And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(John Donne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(couldn't speak a word when i heard the news. then could only whisper the Psalm 23 again and again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this difficult time, may God guard and keep you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;may the warm and sweet memories comfort you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;think of you with sympathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114623437501567328?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114623437501567328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114623437501567328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114623437501567328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114623437501567328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/death-be-not-proud.html' title='death be not proud'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114615927380889548</id><published>2006-04-28T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T02:52:26.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>浮光掠影，餘韻縈迴</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;那架巴士走了/等過下架/至少都不要牽掛/我自細承受慣失去的可怕/我的家裡沒有爸/當我是學生的/拖過手放下了/無什麼感想發表/純為了基本需要/多好過少/是世界將愛講得太重要/願我也會有能力愛到底/無奈我更怕其後恨到底/他走了/為何便放棄一切/我亦沒原因要捉一世/沒有試過誰誠實愛我到底/曾被我放棄是哪位/難度靠感動可以感一世/又有哪一位真正無法代替/我也想找一位深愛的/吻下去/曾被追都想去追/甜蜜也許等於有遮擋雨水/但雨過天青/怎麼愛下去/我也知幸福比工作不切實際/其實我更加想戀愛深不見底/問母親如何明白這智慧/誰在答/要靠全能萬有的上帝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No templo que é só do fado/A alma é como um jardim/Onde as flores dançam de lado/Na ventania sem fim/Aguentarão, pobrezinhas,/As fúrias da natureza?/Paixão não é linha recta/Nem fado é a certeza/&lt;strong&gt;O fado é como um jogo/Que deus inventou inspirado/Se nos pôs cá nesta vida/Foi para jogar o fado&lt;/strong&gt;/Na mesa dos sentimentos/O coração é um dado/E rola com as guitarras/E dá um número que é fado/O um, o dois e o três,/Faces da mesma verdade./O quatro e o cinco já são/O jogo da felicidade/O número seis é saudade/Por ela venho cantar/Abriram-me as portas à alma/&lt;strong&gt;E agora é vê-la dançar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;isabella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114615927380889548?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114615927380889548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114615927380889548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114615927380889548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114615927380889548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_28.html' title='浮光掠影，餘韻縈迴'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114607197039115495</id><published>2006-04-27T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T02:42:41.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks &amp; a note to R*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup when my mind get too messy i couldn't write word by word down in chinese. sometimes when i am so silent and i can hear clearly there so many voices and sounds outside. being so(too) sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's when i posted my last entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got several emails and e-cards. some only a line or two. some like full-four-pages. sorry to make anyone worry. and i am always that thankful. whenever your faces flash into my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為何仍在遠方的你彷彿都知道&lt;br /&gt;我在這刻極需知心傾訴&lt;br /&gt;偶然覺得失去氣力　幹勁全無&lt;br /&gt;及時扶助我　情誼伴溫暖送到&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友的心　朋友的真　儘管聲音永遠是老&lt;br /&gt;我願我願友誼老一點更好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;環顧今天人人換新鮮的　外表也百萬套&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有幾多感情　從不更改到老&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been always nice to have someone understand you fully. and i have always been the lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm no angel.&lt;br /&gt;but too i'll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so, ya you must have got my reply by now. i did think to post it here, but right before i click the POST button i suddenly recall i got some friends who read this blog too can read the language i supposed to write in. ya so that's why i again broke my promise and sent you an email.)&lt;br /&gt;(and afterall i found it takes me so long to write the mail. even i spent much more time than writing in this blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i keep myself dwelling in the book the whole day. and i saw someone in the newspaper introduced the book saying what like he cries over when reading. then again i come to that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how heavy/light a tear is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114607197039115495?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114607197039115495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114607197039115495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114607197039115495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114607197039115495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/thanks-note-to-r.html' title='thanks &amp; a note to R*'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114599474588324101</id><published>2006-04-26T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:10:37.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless</title><content type='html'>restless. my heart is yearning i can hear. but for what. i ask and i try assemble the puzzles. i keep writing as i used to be but then i suddenly noticed my writing rhythm way too rapid. i listen to George Winston's but his recital seems so full too intense tonight. for sure i must know why everything turns unfit tonight. at the same time i wrote this sentence i doubt though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exasperated. breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last out is still in the books maybe. anyway why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/200/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The moment she (author's new-born baby daughter) grabbed my finger, it hit me that someday I'll have to say good-bye to her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It' a blessing. It's a curse. It's what you get for saying hello to people. At some point, a good-bye is coming, too. Not just to all the people you love and who love you back, but to the world as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved being a business leader, but then the day came when I could be that man no more. Before the light in my mind faded and the shadows lengthened too much for me to see anymore, I chose at least, at last, to be master of my farewell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"Chasing Daylight - How My Forthcoming Death Transformed My Life" (Eugene O'Kelly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like when i connected to the author's mindset. and when i recognize every single word would be just true. i almost caught a glimpse of peace, whereas i almost forgot the pseudo-esthetes wandering around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it flow. keep me in books please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114599474588324101?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114599474588324101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114599474588324101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114599474588324101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114599474588324101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/restless.html' title='restless'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114599100421687123</id><published>2006-04-26T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T02:50:04.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>再抄。</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;熔點　　顧城&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;陽光在一定高度使人溫暖&lt;br /&gt;起起伏伏的錢幣&lt;br /&gt;將淹沒那些夢幻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;橘紅色苦悶的磚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;沒有一朵花能在土地上永遠飄浮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;沒有一隻手，一隻船&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;一種泉水的聲音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;沒有一隻鳥能躲過白天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;正像，沒有一個人能避免&lt;br /&gt;自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;避免黑暗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114599100421687123?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114599100421687123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114599100421687123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114599100421687123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114599100421687123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_114599100421687123.html' title='再抄。'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114598711670058387</id><published>2006-04-26T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T01:45:16.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>抄詩。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;四月的黃昏　　舒婷&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;四月的黃昏裡&lt;br /&gt;流曳著一組組綠色的旋律&lt;br /&gt;在峽谷低徊&lt;br /&gt;在天空游移&lt;br /&gt;要是靈魂裡溢滿了回響&lt;br /&gt;又何必苦苦尋覓&lt;br /&gt;要歌唱你就歌唱吧，但請&lt;br /&gt;輕輕，輕輕，溫柔地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月的黃昏&lt;br /&gt;彷彿一段失而復得的記憶&lt;br /&gt;也許有一個約會&lt;br /&gt;至今尚未如期；&lt;br /&gt;也許有一次熱戀&lt;br /&gt;永不能相許&lt;br /&gt;要哭泣你就哭泣吧，讓淚水&lt;br /&gt;流呵，流呵，默默地 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114598711670058387?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114598711670058387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114598711670058387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114598711670058387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='如果'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114591493496392035</id><published>2006-04-25T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:48:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>給你。</title><content type='html'>也許誰都經歷過心灰意冷的時刻。所以我才能陪伴你呆坐海傍，在這個星月都不知蹤的晚上，緊緊的握住你手。心和靈彷彿就這樣得連繫上。我是那樣強烈的感受到你的痛。如被熊火灸燒過後遍體鱗傷，僅稍稍用最溫柔的手指輕輕一拂，都會痛昏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剎那間我分不清今夕是何夕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨在粉碎粉碎的下。淚連綿的在面頰流過。點滴墜落在我紫色的裙上，化成一圈圈的深紫。像忽然揭露了某個刻骨的傷口。我只能靜默無語。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然你卻問我該如何是好。我垂頭。怎樣是好我真的不懂。要說，我只能說我的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爭甚麼呢。都已狠狠的被摔下，還不趁機躲得遠遠的自行療傷。人家出盡法寶要來搶，「噢，是嗎？於你這是如性命悠關的？」也無用猶豫立時拱手相讓。握不緊的，既仍在手上，也從未曾真正屬於你。未曾得到過，也無所謂失去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放不了手？人生之苦和難，許都在捨得處得捨，難捨處，亦得捨。既苦，不妨沖淡一下，慢慢來。既難，也就更不必急於求成。這路上，誰不是在邊走邊學。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跌碰得痛了，淚流不是錯。也就別要壓抑住，以為能欺騙得了誰。有時候我相信，體內的愁苦會隨著眼淚流出體外，逐漸淡化。而淚化為養份落在泥裡，終於有一天，會養成燦爛的花朵。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114591493496392035?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114591493496392035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114591493496392035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114591493496392035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;起身去淋浴。熱水一下下觸碰皮膚，燙燙的浴室裡霧氣籠罩。忽然想起，某人嘗問我︰你點解病？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;點解？okay，我想病囉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;所有事情，總發生在四月。以致幾乎每年的4月我都在倒數。還有8天。麻煩請行行好，走開啦。這樣混濁濕悶的天氣底下，不耐煩的我惱恨所有人。這所有人裡面，當然包括我自己。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上上網，到這來一看。又傳來了劉若英的聲音。也是時候，把歌換一換了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;為甚麼我會讓你傷害　特別總在沒星星的夜……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114564477988260859?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114564477988260859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114564477988260859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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myself into space&lt;br /&gt;never meant to take my helmet off&lt;br /&gt;never meant to tell you so many truths about me&lt;br /&gt;never meant for you to see who i was&lt;br /&gt;i'm not crazy, i'm ok&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll come back some other day&lt;br /&gt;never meant to tell you what i was feeling&lt;br /&gt;never meant for you to see me inside out&lt;br /&gt;never meant for you to know what i was concealing&lt;br /&gt;was that i had nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll come back some other time&lt;br /&gt;and lay on a bed of lies for you&lt;br /&gt;keep it to myself cause it makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;does it really matter what i do&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll come back as someone else&lt;br /&gt;so you can get a better look at me&lt;br /&gt;is it everything that pushes down&lt;br /&gt;or just the pieces of her you don't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114546416841226810</id><published>2006-04-19T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:32:25.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>電影節後雜感</title><content type='html'>今年的電影節，閉幕了。躲到大銀幕前，盤旋於那許真實與虛幻之間，度過了15個晚上，原是一種不可多得的幸福。以致每每從文化中心走出來，抬頭看到那有或無星漆黑的天，還是禁不住心底裡的讚歎和感恩。(只是，偶爾直接從樓座的門口走出平台離去，會看到他們把身軀藏在紙皮背後，僅僅露出了的一張張枯槁的臉。我拉一拉自己的外褸，不敢(忍)多看，就急步下梯級，低聲呢喃著無力的禱告。那一個晚上，誰告訴過我，氣溫驟降至16度。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的確，有些電影是需要時間消化的。一部電影如果給了我們一點甚麼，那就有其存在意義了。看 Hidden 時被嚇得哭了，完場時還說過以後不要再看 Michael Haneke 導的戲。而僅僅在四天之後，當我在一天之內看過 Don't Come Knocking 和 L'Enfant ，我就開始明白戲的意義了。有時候，要跟某一些人說道理教訓誨，確實需要從反面而行。當然，觀眾也絕對有權用腳去選擇受或不受教，又或受誰的教。只是，無論那是以甚麼方式說的教，那出發點，也是源於同樣的一份對人世間的關懷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，電影如能把人世間的美呈現，更令人欣喜。所以，無論是在 Me and You and Everyone We Know 裡 Christine 和 Miranda July 展示出的信心；或 François 在 La neuvaine (九連禱) 以連綿溫柔的愛，為人帶來了的希望；或是從 Good Night, and Good Luck 裡看到 Murrow 和 George Clooney 對真的堅持；甚或是 Vera Drake 那單純善良，以及她和家人那份為別人的快樂而快樂的情操 —— 一一都是愛，都讓我心喝采。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但濫情不是愛。所以當我第一次看那在電影節期間，偶爾於放映前播出的那段卡地亞宣傳片，我就狠狠的說過，我不喜歡。儘管 Nat King Cole 的聲音在文化中心裡悠揚，很動聽。但是，愛，不是鎖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原本打算在這幾天裡，把那些一看完戲就胡亂塗寫的筆記整理一下，趁在冷卻之前逐部片來寫些字說說感受想法。只是火燙的身體像蠟在溶掉，喉嚨如被一塊大石頭緊緊壓著，我就沒有那樣的好心機了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這段沒有輸出的時光裡，拉上搭下隨便寫著。同時我繼續像飢渴久了的孩子，閱讀著人家精心搾煉出的文字。有些書，讀的時候快樂無比，掩卷之後，卻令人一陣悵惘。因為惱恨書太薄自己太快讀完，因為想到不知何時才再讀到作者的新作。《天上大風》端的是這樣一本書。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;「繼續讀下去，你就會發現，『好書』跟所有好的物件，譬如一把好的螺絲起子，一雙好鞋一樣，貼心得讓人無話可說。」&lt;br /&gt;(傅月奄)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸好，好書，如作者傅月奄所提及的，還真不少。 在這從未停竭的風吹底下，就讓這癡我在紅塵裡再多讀些吧。 &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;「閱讀也像放風箏吧。我想。&lt;br /&gt;　書就是風。讀了很多書，大風就來了，&lt;br /&gt;　你像風箏，順勢而起，便往天空遠處飛去，&lt;br /&gt;　讀越多，風越大；飛得越高，看得越遠。&lt;br /&gt;　讀書有福，福不在顏如玉、黃金屋，&lt;br /&gt;　而在於風起之後，你會飛得更高更遠更自在。」(傅月奄)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114546416841226810?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114546416841226810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114546416841226810' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114546416841226810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114546416841226810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_19.html' 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Stille) (大寧靜)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Sketches of Frank Gehry (建築大師蓋瑞速寫)　&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match Point (迷失決勝分)　&lt;strong&gt;6+1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and You and Everyone We Know (你‧我‧他她他)　&lt;strong&gt;9.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Neighbour Totoro (龍貓)　&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Bite of Love (好狗不見了)&lt;br /&gt;The Novena (La neuvaine) (九連禱)　&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fallen (Krisana) (沉淪)　&lt;strong&gt;7.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我們倆 (You and Me)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gradually... (失妻記)　&lt;strong&gt;7.5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Night, and Good Luck (各位觀眾晚安)　&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Su-ki-da (我好得你)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ghada: Songs of Palestine (巴勒斯坦流亡曲)　 &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidden (Caché) (隱藏的恐懼)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;看上去很美 (Little Red Flowers)　&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Paradise Now (立見天國)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballets Russes (戲夢芭蕾)　&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;World Animation II (世界動畫精選 II)　&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viktor &amp; Rolf: Because We're Worth It (買起Viktor &amp;amp; Rolf)　&lt;strong&gt;9.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ten Skies (十片天)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't Come Knocing (風流債風流還)　&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Vera Drake (地下觀音)　&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Child (L' Enfant) (半熟爸爸)　&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Wendy (走火溫黛)&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle (嘉比愛)　&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114426385089944631?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114426385089944631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114426385089944631' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114426385089944631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114426385089944631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/hkiff-2006.html' title='HKIFF 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height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You should major in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知有多感恩。為了當年老師沒有准許我入讀理科。呵呵呵～&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114529529491786728?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114529529491786728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114529529491786728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114529529491786728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114529529491786728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/ffo.html' title='FFO*'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114478555263691599</id><published>2006-04-12T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T04:01:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You &amp; Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;「枉自溫柔合順，空雲似桂如蘭。&lt;br /&gt;　堪羨優伶有福，誰知公子無緣。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;「拋珠滾玉只偷潸，鎮日無心鎮日閑，&lt;br /&gt;　枕上袖邊難拂拭，任他點點與斑斑。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;（曹雪芹）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完戲，走在歸家途上。忽爾一下抽搐，驟覺心隱隱然在痛著。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;原應歎息。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114478555263691599?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114478555263691599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114478555263691599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114478555263691599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114478555263691599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-me.html' title='You &amp; Me?'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114435300412218347</id><published>2006-04-07T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T01:00:50.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HKIFF06‧不關電影</title><content type='html'>我還是較喜歡從文化中心坐船去大會堂。說著這話的時候，我正急步跟隨友人，走在那道我永不認得方向的尖沙咀地下街，企圖用最短的時間從文化中心走到科學館。我說待會我們不如坐的士回去文化中心(!!!)。友說看電影節有時候就像趕赴考試，在場與場之間游離無可避免的心情忐忑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總會出錯。票上明明白白的印著太空館，我總以為是科學館。看錯時間，去錯地方，總發生在四月。也許，是天氣的錯？有時候我懷疑，那些粗野的黑字，在我收起藏在袋子裡時，會變化。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在工作和休息的中間尋找隙縫。當然會覺到累。只是每每面臨回家或看戲二選一的抉擇時，仍舊身不由己地就進場去。坐進偌大的大劇院裡，看見剛進來坐下在前一行的張元導演在笑。我彷彿又聽到他說，能自由自主地在大銀幕上看和被看，是一種幸福。我懷抱著這點滴在累積的幸福，手握著咖啡，同時感受著身體某些部份的無聲抗議。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了幾齣，想寫。只是，寫，也需要時間。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114435300412218347?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114435300412218347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114435300412218347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114435300412218347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114435300412218347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/hkiff06.html' title='HKIFF06‧不關電影'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114418207520215164</id><published>2006-04-05T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:11:08.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>春意盎然</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/t_16250.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/200/t_16250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;終於換上了春夏輕便的裝束。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中想著要看的電影，耳邊聽著Jack Johnson的"Curious George"，我輕快地從這到那小跑著，愉悅平安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;驟覺春意盎然。忽然那濕氣都不那麼討厭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月，原來可以是那樣的美好溫馨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Supposed To Be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's up with the stars&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's under the sea&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not very far&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is how it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;This is how it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's trapped in a jar&lt;br /&gt;Something we've already seen&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's nowhere at all&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is how it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;This is how it's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward as we rewind&lt;br /&gt;Looking back is a trap sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Being here is so easy to do&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114418207520215164?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114418207520215164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114418207520215164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114418207520215164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114418207520215164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_05.html' title='春意盎然'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114408823620079547</id><published>2006-04-04T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T02:42:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好文章實在太多了</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;「但&lt;strong&gt;『借用』像抄橋一樣，是人人都懂卻未必個個精通&lt;/strong&gt;。邁克的好，是修養培養了他靈敏的觸覺，因而從來不會引錯經典，掉錯書包。在人人都滿身名牌引以為潮的今天，『借用』之於邁克，就像身上只有一件小飾物，但已足以在人群中放光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;strong&gt;邁克的無可代替&lt;/strong&gt;，正是由於他比任何人都知道怎樣以最經濟的文字，開創最寬闊的想像空間。而這，&lt;strong&gt;誰說不就是藝術&lt;/strong&gt;？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……若論邁克的宣傳文案的影響，便不應只談鈕扣而不談大衣。我的意思是，坊間多年流行的說法︰『被生花妙筆吸引買了票入場，才發現宣傳文字比電影好看，這不是欺騙是甚麼？』聽在局外人如我的耳裡，最後一句的真正意涵是『這不是對邁克的恭維是甚麼？』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……好文章實在太多了，多得隨便撿都是珍珠，再引再抄只會令人在面對眼前光景時感到饑渴和更添惆悵。所以是時候擱下筆不寫了。可是行文至此，又難免不在心裡嘀咕，如此娛人娛己的文字遊戲，為甚麼邁克會說罷休時便罷休……」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;文‧林奕華&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;刊‧《電影號外 — 香港國際電影節三十週年特刊》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114408823620079547?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114408823620079547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114408823620079547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114408823620079547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114408823620079547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_114408823620079547.html' title='好文章實在太多了'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114408682157574354</id><published>2006-04-04T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T04:28:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>邁克呀邁克</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;「至於為甚麼會上癮……吸大麻啪E索C，還可以推三推四找代罪羔羊，怨豬朋狗友存心靠害，恨社會風氣烏煙瘴氣，但&lt;strong&gt;沉淪&lt;/strong&gt;在文字海不願意上岸，除了怪自己可以怪誰？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;……在那天真的年代，我堅信每部接獲電影節邀請的影片都有它的好處，長相一般的可能藏著一顆金的心，胸無大志的可能標緻玲瓏，導演粗枝大葉，不表示演員蓬頭垢面，美指是條失魂魚，作曲的一位未必是無皮柴。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;……我再樂觀，也很難要自己相信世界影壇每年有二百五十部值得一看的產品，而這二百五十部各有各好的影片，又會於復活節前後那兩個星期，不偏不倚降陸香港。數月前甘國亮與工作多年的機構結束賓主關係，記者詢問原因，謙虛的當事人答曰「知難而退」。要是我有甘生的錦心鏽口，離開電影節的理由，一定以這四個字囊括。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;……雖然不合比例地「一本萬利」遺臭萬年，倒也獲得不少金不換的教誨。最珍貴的，是學會在夾縫中為文字找尋存活空間，和形式無分貴賤、&lt;strong&gt;最緊要對得主文字神&lt;/strong&gt;的道理。」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;文‧邁克&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刊‧《電影號外 — 香港國際電影節三十週年特刊》&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114408682157574354?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114408537619584482</id><published>2006-04-04T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:54:09.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那個年頭的TVB</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;「&lt;strong&gt;TVB各式訓練班曾是那樣一塊肥沃土壤&lt;/strong&gt;，以至我們細數這批icon，方才發現起碼有四五個是從TVB出來(其他的亦斷續跟TVB拉上關係)。而且命運的逆轉是那樣不可知，未必讀演員會成為大明星。成績一般的也難保不會有衝上雲霄的一天……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杜琪峯原也是讀藝員訓練班的，初出來實習，也是當《民間傳奇》大配角……&lt;strong&gt;那個年頭無所謂，藝訓出來甚麼也邊學邊做&lt;/strong&gt;。杜琪峯手板眼見就當起幕後。起初拍的是《小李飛刀》(78)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《輪流傳》(80)是少有杜琪峯一看就覺好勁的電視劇本，現出的VCD可恥地都沒有詳細的credit，大家或會走漏眼，看不出頭七集是杜琪峯編導……然後很快就有機會往外拍電影。拍完後卻一直不敢再拍。直至86年再出山，拍些類型作。但真正的成型，要再過十年，97年成立銀河映像，拍一些與別不同的作品……有了作者的風範，同時書寫著這個城市的寓言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杜琪峯所以是icon，未必在於他今日最紅，真似一個影壇大亨，而是他臥薪嘗膽&lt;strong&gt;知道時機才行事的耐性&lt;/strong&gt;。是他今天已成為影圈最具原創性與多產的大師。他不是死硬的衝鋒派，&lt;strong&gt;他也充分了解自己的斤兩。他會靜靜地等，一個機會。&lt;/strong&gt;」&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;文‧李照興&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刊‧《電影號外 — 香港國際電影節三十週年特刊》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114408537619584482?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114408537619584482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114408537619584482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114408537619584482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/cbr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/cbr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一年，&lt;br /&gt;跟這外表強橫內裡柔弱的城市，共譜了平靜諧和的一章樂曲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想再摸摸那樹椏。好想再看看那天空。&lt;br /&gt;好想再聽聽那寧靜。好想再嗅嗅那空氣。&lt;br /&gt;好想好想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才驀然醒悟，&lt;br /&gt;原來，那是一首愛歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只默默的在腦海裡輕哼一遍，人都醉了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114408245505194160?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114408245505194160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114408245505194160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114408245505194160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114408245505194160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_04.html' title='陶醉'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114399876997947541</id><published>2006-04-03T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:26:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>真實不虛</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/heart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/heart2.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/14049417-114399876997947541?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114399876997947541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114399876997947541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114399876997947541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114399876997947541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_03.html' title='真實不虛'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114392698269885559</id><published>2006-04-02T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:42:02.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愚思</title><content type='html'>別要求自己能令別人變得快樂。一個人如果以為自己可以改變或控制誰的心情，也未免太狂妄了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唯有讓自己先成為一個快樂的人，才能以快樂去感染周圍的人。也要明白，像其他病菌一樣，接觸到快樂的人，亦未必個個會受感染。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個人願意不快樂，他才會不快樂。也許他以為快樂可以建基於不快樂之上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心懷著怨恨憤懣去愛，不如不愛 —— 不如先除掉「愛」的外衣，誠實地面對自己，找出心底深處最想以付出「愛」換來的是甚麼，坦白地承認自私的心態，並接受自己的想法。然後，再學習愛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別苛求自己。這世上能無私地付出而不求回報的人，寥寥可數。到底，我們也有感覺感受感情。到底，我們只是凡人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114392698269885559?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114392698269885559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114392698269885559' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114392698269885559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114392698269885559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='愚思'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114375177436211845</id><published>2006-03-31T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T04:49:34.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>亂說</title><content type='html'>有時候，我會忽然想起誰。想起一些原本跟我全無關係的人。如路邊報攤滄桑頹喪的白髮老翁，如天天在巴士站碰見怨天怨地的婦人，如某年某天在街上看見被車撞倒的男子，如友人曾談及過遭虐待的某某。此時此刻，他們身處何地，經歷著些甚麼，生活是不是改善了？有沒有快樂起來了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候，我好想告訴誰。也許煩惱憂慮恐懼傷痛都是不知為何也不知如何就自然出現的。但，快樂，肯定是可以自找的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114375177436211845?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114375177436211845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114375177436211845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114375177436211845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114375177436211845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_31.html' title='亂說'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114366021697647911</id><published>2006-03-30T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T03:52:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>問</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;「有一種人的靈魂裝有擴音器，每一種聲響都誇大許多倍地播放出來，擾亂世界和鄰人的安寧。於是他們自以為擁有一顆多麼動盪不安、多麼豐富的靈魂了。」(周國平)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是怎樣想也想不明白。如果一個人確確實實對自己有充足信心，那他該不會以言語去打擊別人吧？而如果他隨口就說出了刺傷別人的話，想藉以去證明權威的話，那我還是只能為他感到悲哀。每個人心內都有一個盛載上限，他的心滿滿的裝了嫉妒、怨恨、猜忌……和恐懼，又怎容得下快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候，我惱恨人性的醜惡，總會讓人受傷害。有時候，我會衝動得想去問，大家和平共處不好麼？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114366021697647911?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114366021697647911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114366021697647911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114366021697647911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114366021697647911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_30.html' title='問'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114356178849494683</id><published>2006-03-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T02:06:04.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>靜默</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060328_traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060328_traffic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候我寧可靜默。尤其每當我想到我們活著在如此一個囂張慌亂的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信保持靜默有時候是一種包容。當人和人無可避免地踐踏了彼此的空間，互相擠壓得令心性都變得畸形。在侷促的空間內爭鬥，終會引致傷害。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我相信接受和包容相異的，也許能讓這地方變的可愛一點。那怕僅只是也許，那怕僅只一點點。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114356178849494683?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114356178849494683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114356178849494683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114356178849494683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114356178849494683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114356178849494683.html' title='靜默'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114355730564549215</id><published>2006-03-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:48:39.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>懨</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060328_VH.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/060328_VH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/060328_VH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我惱恨這個季節。梅雨懨懨，天與地都濕漉漉。冷和熱之間溫度的落差，霧氣濃重，一吸一呼都不再純淨。世界像蒙上一層吹不散抹不掉的灰，昏沉晦暗。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114355730564549215?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114355730564549215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114355730564549215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114355730564549215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114355730564549215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114355730564549215.html' title='懨'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114348192046940608</id><published>2006-03-28T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:18:29.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我和我的老師(一)</title><content type='html'>收到老師的信。信中問候我的近況，也給我看了他即將發表的一篇論文。信末他不忘問一句，「最近看些甚麼書？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;實在慚愧，踏入2006年，我專注亂讀書，碰也沒有碰過老師預期我會看的書。昨天連忙把從亞馬遜訂來未讀的書翻出來，隨便看本。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讀有關自己本科的書，習慣做筆記、提問題。讀完了書，看看用螢光筆劃下的，翻翻亂寫的一疊筆記。忽然我好想念那時候總躲在老師辦公室內、賴著到天黑也不肯走的自己，也好想念會在那些凌亂不堪的筆記上用紅筆把答案或提示寫下的老師。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初到異地的時候，認識的人不多，所謂朋友也不過偶爾碰見會互相點頭問句好僅此而已。一個人的時候，與其說悶，不如說是孤伶伶無可倚靠的感覺。第一個學期修的課陌生艱澀，夜深時份每每埋頭在一堆看不明白讀不完的書裡面，會無助的哭起來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭不是辦法。讀不懂書，求教於老師。老師在系裡地位較高，講課時就很有一點威嚴。還記得第一次怯生生的走去敲老師房門時，緊張的我忘了先介紹自己。這是其中一件後來會被他拈來取笑的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讀不懂書，老師說是因為我根本沒有如其他同學般唸過相關的背景資料，道是選課輔導員不負責任，胡亂給我剔選科目，當時老師就建議要我不如少修一科。倔強的我卻堅持繼續唸下去。於是從那天起，我天天蹲在系裡的圖書館，硬啃一堆史料。一遇上不明白的，就走兩步過隔壁房間去問老師。漸漸老師間中也會走過來探視我讀書的情況。老師外表嚴肅，內裡實在溫柔謙和，有著學者的風範。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;學期完結，那一科目我得到合格多一點的成績，已經心滿意足。意外收穫是跟老師建立了微妙的關係。巧合地我選的課佔了一半是由老師任教的，這當然是和我的主修有關，也造就了我和老師繼續維持熟稔的機會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;踏入第二個學期，修的語言科目比初學時更重視了發音的準確性，偏偏我的speaking、phonetics向來是最差的，總之跟發音有關的我都不擅長。於是繼續倚賴老師，天天一下課，就請老師對牢錄音機讀一遍書。有時候老師被別些事務纏住，我也就索性坐進老師的房間內讀書。或有甚麼雜務可幫忙的，我當然也義不容辭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;留在一個地方久了，交的朋友漸多，活動也多。學業也漸上軌道，也就沒有如初般經常跟老師接觸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;離開校園的時候，給老師寫了幾句交待自己決定留在香港，婉拒他的邀請，謝謝他的照顧。萬料不到我簡簡短短幾行字，收回的竟是老師在旅行期間親筆寫下的九頁長信。字裡行間處處是勉勵安慰，他要我好好保持住求學問的心態，等待將來重返校園的機會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然我的確認真考慮過想要躲到學校裡過一世平靜的生活，但實在我知道自己並沒有做研究應具備的條件和才華。但老師的看法不同。老師總認為有一天我必然會回到那深不可測的學海裡流浪，於是他偶爾就會把一些我看不懂的文章寄來，或忽然就寄封電郵來問個問題要我作答。答的不好他會罵我一頓，然後給我羅列一張參考書單。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每逢這些時候，總會覺得自己辜負了老師。&lt;br /&gt;於是，偶爾我也會狠狠的讀一遍書，寫一份筆記寄去給老師。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算是一點謝意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路走來的這學習途上，我遇過很多位好老師。前些日子看到&lt;a target="blank" href="http://blog.age.com.hk/archives/413"&gt;公爵寫他跟老師偶遇在火車上&lt;/a&gt;，就想著要寫寫自己的老師。想著想著還未下筆，就收到老師的信，一時回想往事感觸良多，先寫下了這篇，還想寫的尚有幾位。定題時，猶豫一會還是寫了這(一)，算是對自己的一個提醒和鞭策。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114348192046940608?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114348192046940608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114348192046940608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114348192046940608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114348192046940608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_28.html' title='我和我的老師(一)'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114322787611554823</id><published>2006-03-25T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T03:17:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>繼續抄詩。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If pain for peace prepares&lt;br /&gt;Lo, what "Augustan" years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our feet await!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If springs from winter rise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can&lt;/em&gt; the Anemones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;be reckoned up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;If night stands first - &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;To gird us for the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;What gaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When from a thousand skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;On our &lt;em&gt;developed&lt;/em&gt; eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Noons blaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Emily Dickinson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114322787611554823?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114322787611554823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114322787611554823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114322787611554823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114322787611554823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114322787611554823.html' title='繼續抄詩。'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114305471551198352</id><published>2006-03-25T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T03:21:29.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>破曉</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;「夜終於破曉，黎明剛剛來臨。&lt;br /&gt;到下一次黑暗來訪之前，還有時間。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(村上春樹)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114305471551198352?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114305471551198352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114305471551198352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114305471551198352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114305471551198352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_25.html' title='破曉'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114314177875535626</id><published>2006-03-24T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T03:26:59.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm no angel</title><content type='html'>也許我永遠做不到父母要求的水準。也許我走在這路上，永遠得不到父母希望我有的東西。(只是，請原諒我，我不是天使。而如果我僥倖得到我想要的，我仍然希望跟父母分享。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我並不奢求明白或理解，我只期望尊重和體諒。當然，我仍然希冀著得到認同和支持。&lt;br /&gt;而正因為此，我只能繼續堅持。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You cannot put a Fire out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A Thing that can ignite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Can go, itself, without a Fan -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Upon the slowest Night -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You cannot fold a Flood -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And put it in a Drawer -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Because the Winds would find it out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And tell your Cedar Floor -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Emily Dickinson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114314177875535626?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114313362863755779</id><published>2006-03-24T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T02:31:24.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>幾天以來的心緒不寧，忽然，彷彿有了原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;「人人都知道死是必然的，它是一個我們一出生就通報要來訪的客人，現正日夜兼程，一步步靠近我們。可是，當它敲響我們的門的時候，我們仍然感到突然，怪它是最唐突的不速之客。」(周國平)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾乎從意識到我終將要面對至親比我早離開時，我已經會有過如何面對那一天的想像。但當然我知道，所有腦海裡的想像和現實裡真切的體會，永遠是相隔千萬里的兩回事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我必須承認我害怕。又或者那是更複雜的一種感受。到此刻我回想，卻找不到合適的字詞去描述。像五臟六腑被不停翻動，痛而不知痛，在忍淚和嚎哭之間掙扎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我逼自己寫下這些。寫了出來，總舒坦些。&lt;br /&gt;卻發現原來我寫不來。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;幸好沒事了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回家途上我坐在車上默默的打著SMS時。偶爾望向窗外，城市裡的盞盞燈光閃亮如星。我還是想，跟誰，跟上蒼說聲感謝。life is actually very kind to me so far. 然後，打從心裡，我微笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要給這天加諸甚麼意義的話，那還是，提醒了我，珍惜和愛。&lt;br /&gt;雖然，我仍然會害怕，如此的提醒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live and love to the utmost. treasure and thank always.&lt;br /&gt;and accept. that's life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114313362863755779?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114313362863755779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114313362863755779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114313362863755779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114313362863755779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114304438923443064</id><published>2006-03-23T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T03:08:02.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black</title><content type='html'>用甜甜的話說，今天(22/3/2006)是&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;黑星&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了一部電影，看完後我反胃想哭，沒有想法，只想起一首歌。想寫的不能寫，抄首歌詞，只寫一句。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;一直我認為，有影響力的人，應該加倍小心、謹慎地運用自己的影響力。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;吶喊&lt;/strong&gt;　　曲、唱︰盧巧音　　詞︰何秀萍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;默默地學習現實態度&lt;br /&gt;默默地自願純服聽話&lt;br /&gt;想我也像你　忘記夢想了嗎&lt;br /&gt;賣力地玩弄大量數字&lt;br /&gt;電視上唸著乏味空話&lt;br /&gt;想我信服你　純粹弄虛作假&lt;br /&gt;心中難道害怕　真誠地聽我的告白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要唱這闕痛快的歌&lt;br /&gt;我要說每句叛逆對白&lt;br /&gt;傾聽我吶喊　別當做輕鬆笑話&lt;br /&gt;我要唱這闕發洩的歌&lt;br /&gt;我要與世界熱烈對話&lt;br /&gt;傾聽我吶喊　Ah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;用暴力訂立萬樣制度&lt;br /&gt;用暴力烙下壞劣記號&lt;br /&gt;想我變純潔　逗你們高興嗎&lt;br /&gt;擠出一千張乏力笑臉&lt;br /&gt;推銷一千種偽善慌話&lt;br /&gt;這冷冷城市　就叫做開放嗎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我惱恨自己連最簡單的事情都做不好。&lt;br /&gt;因此而影響了別人，我感到很羞愧。&lt;br /&gt;這時候我覺得，「對不起」，是無意義的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論如何，無論是甚麼，&lt;br /&gt;我還是，還是，只能做我自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然想起如此的(無謂)堅持我還是會哭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而我緊緊抱住自己細細訴說，不要緊不要緊不要緊不要緊……&lt;br /&gt;不要緊。甚麼都不要緊了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一覺醒來之後，黑夜必要過去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************** &lt;br /&gt;我還好，只要哭一場，天亮了，看到陽光，就好。&lt;br /&gt;謝謝。謝謝。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114304438923443064?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114304438923443064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114304438923443064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114304438923443064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114304438923443064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/black.html' title='black'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114287690089304880</id><published>2006-03-21T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T02:05:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to remind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/1600/notalone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2444/1247/400/notalone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;凱西‧陳《勇氣之書》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114287690089304880?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114287690089304880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114287690089304880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114287690089304880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114287690089304880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-remind.html' title='to remind'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114281129747005644</id><published>2006-03-20T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:50:53.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>抄書。</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;忽然我想起了&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;趙敏&lt;/span&gt;的敢愛，想起了&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;小昭&lt;/span&gt;的柔情。&lt;br /&gt;把書找來翻看，抄一段。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;趙敏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;　&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;　謝遜歎道：「你出全力相救無忌，當然很好，可是又何必拚命，又何必拚命？」趙敏道：「他……他……」說到此處，頓了一頓，心中遲疑下面這句話是否該說，終於忍不住哽咽道︰「他……誰叫他這般情摰纏綿的……抱著……抱著殷姑娘。我是不想活了！」說完這句話，已是淚下如雨。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;　　四人聽這位年輕姑娘竟會當眾吐露心事，無不愕然，誰也沒想到趙敏是蒙古女子，要愛便愛，要恨便恨，並不忸怩作態，本和中土深受禮教陶冶的女子大異，加之扁舟浮海，大雨淋頭，每一刻都能舟覆人亡，當此生死繫於一線之際，更是沒了顧忌。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小昭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;　　&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;……船中坐的赫然正是小昭。她招手說道：「張公子，各位請同到大艦之上。波斯明教決計不敢加害。」趙敏問道：「為甚麼？」小昭道：「各位過去便知。若有相害之意，小昭如何對得起張公子？」謝遜忽道：「小昭，你做了波斯明教的教主麼？」小昭低眉垂首，並不回答，過了片刻，大大的眼中忽然掛下兩顆晶瑩的淚水。霎時之間，張無忌耳中嗡的一響，一切前因後果已猜到了七八成，心下又是難過，又是感激，說道：「小昭，你這一切都是為了我！」小昭側開頭，不敢和他目光相對。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;　　……房門推開，進來一人，正是小昭。她手上拿著一套短衫褲，一件長袍，說道：「公子，我服侍你換衣。」無忌心中一酸，說道：「小昭，你已是總教的教主，說來我還是你的屬下，如何可再作此事？」小昭求道：「公子，這是最後的一次。此後咱們東西相隔萬里，會見無日，我便是再想服侍你一次，也是不能的了。」&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;　　……小昭又道：「我命人送各位回歸中土，咱們就此別過。小昭身在波斯，日日祝公子福體康寧，諸事順遂。」說著聲音又哽咽了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(金庸《倚天奢龍記》)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;書中四個女角，我只喜歡其中二人。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;喜歡趙敏，羨慕她因愛而生的勇敢。&lt;br /&gt;喜歡小昭，憐惜她因愛而為的捨身。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114281129747005644?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114281129747005644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114281129747005644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114281129747005644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114281129747005644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114281129747005644.html' title='抄書。'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114280590277228999</id><published>2006-03-20T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:06:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又抄詩。</title><content type='html'>讀詩，是某個特定時刻的一個習慣。&lt;br /&gt;也許是一種需要的體認。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;《在渡中》　　鄭愁予&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　起音演奏&lt;br /&gt;浪花竟輕輕推拒&lt;br /&gt;因之我們拋卻所有的欲念&lt;br /&gt;如海天只餘下藍&lt;br /&gt;只餘下藍的大舞台佔滿空洞的演奏場&lt;br /&gt;我們坐在甲板&lt;br /&gt;讓椅子空置&lt;br /&gt;我們敞懷的坐姿亦如空置的椅子&lt;br /&gt;鷗鳥終不入懷&lt;br /&gt;劇場明亮&lt;br /&gt;渡船仍是一團樂隊&lt;br /&gt;為演奏卻不為&lt;br /&gt;行進&lt;br /&gt;　　旅人終要&lt;br /&gt;試著自己登岸&lt;br /&gt;而所謂岸是另一條船舷&lt;br /&gt;天海終是無渡&lt;br /&gt;這些情節&lt;br /&gt;　序曲早就演奏過&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114280590277228999?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114280590277228999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114280590277228999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114280590277228999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114280590277228999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_20.html' title='又抄詩。'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114270976816363721</id><published>2006-03-19T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:26:23.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一課</title><content type='html'>要常去學一些新事物，不(僅僅)是進修。&lt;br /&gt;在尋找方法、摸索竅門，到成功跨越自己的過程裡，終於記起了稚齡學行時踏出第一步的感覺。如重新經歷為人之初，感覺是多甜美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那實在是多大的提醒。&lt;br /&gt;如果同時記起了，在這跌跌碰碰的路途上，跌過幾多次然後又笑(或哭)著爬起，而身旁有過誰伸出過厚大強壯的手來扶過一把。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感謝路上每一位。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114270976816363721?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114270976816363721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114270976816363721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114270976816363721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114270976816363721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_19.html' title='第一課'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114262057271681225</id><published>2006-03-18T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T05:33:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又一封不是信的信</title><content type='html'>到文化中心去看京劇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無可避免，我總想起你。&lt;br /&gt;誰也看不出，我在憂慮在害怕吧？(還是沒有說穿而已？)走在路上，我真連抬頭也不敢，就怕一舉目，會接到你凌厲的眼神。或是碰上你的一朋半友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是。只是。心底裡，我實在，渴望，遇見你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一整天，我就在這般反覆無定的心情中度過。進場前、中場休息、散場時，我不敢張望，卻仍偷偷望望四圍。只是，在該剎那，我還不知道，還未決定，要是真的看見你，該如何是好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看完《夜奔》、中場休息後，我的精神不能集中，完全未曾投入《挑滑車》戲文。許是因為，我想你想的太多。許是因為，我在想，中場休息也看不見，該就看不見了。也罷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回家途上，一路在感受著體內潛藏著喜愛戲曲藝術的因子發作，一路在想，那些都必然是遺傳自你。返抵家中，我急忙把《紫釵記》翻出來，聽了一遍又一遍，至此刻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感謝你帶領我見識過這姹紫嫣紅開遍的芬芳滿園。&lt;br /&gt;爸，是不是會有一天，我可倚在你身旁，再看戲？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114262057271681225?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114262057271681225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114262057271681225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114262057271681225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114262057271681225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114262057271681225.html' title='又一封不是信的信'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114261719406459593</id><published>2006-03-18T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T11:26:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生存的理由</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;很多人寫過，關於生存的理由。去年在more than one，rururu提起時，公爵、misstaipo、totoro、sanwenji……都寫過。後來也看過其他人寫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然我也想寫一下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 昨晚才第一次現場看京劇。我還想再看第二次第三次……。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 訂了15齣電影節的票，其中7張已經在朋友手上，有8張仍未寄到。花了那麼多時間砌我的電影節時間表，呵呵呵，連票都未看過未摸過，不得了吔！總之我就要睇戲睇戲睇戲！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. CD聽的多，DVD也曾看過，現場看歌劇嘛……法國五月，將有《卡門》。七月，居然會有《Phantom》。我都想去看。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 電影。我還未看《eternity and a day》，未看齊 Audrey Hepburn，未重看《夜奔》，未看《站台》。還有十數隻買了未看的DVD，如果我不看了，媽才不會放過我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 今天到樂文去走了一圈，呵呵呵，好快樂的買了幾本書，又擋了災。家中書架上放著一排排新書在等著我的青睞呢，要是撇下他們，怕他們會很傷心呢。(還有，同樣道理，媽一定罵我，還必會是大罵特罵。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 好同事剛告知，這個夏天，或許會再有《帝女花》看呢。我要看我要看我要看！(最好一併也把《李後主》來演呵！)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 我還有5隻左眼6隻右眼的隱形眼鏡未用呢，這些又不能轉讓他人的，買了不用好浪費嘛……對吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 我還想學日文、西班牙文。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 哎呀，我未換身份證，也未換回鄉卡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. 我想看完那看了兩年都未看完的《One Hundred Years of Solitude》，還想再看多100遍那看了不知多少遍的《紅樓夢》(就由今天開始紀錄～)。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. 嘩，我才不過工作了七個多月，還未能供養高堂讓其過得優遊自在隨心環遊世界。豈敢豈敢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. 媽幾天不在家，我還乖乖地讓家維持得整整齊齊的，呵呵呵，當然就要等媽回來讚讚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. 放在公司當背墊的公仔頭好髒，要找天帶回家來洗洗澡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. 我還未學踏單車。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 剛開始做的節目，絞盡腦汁還是想不出甚麼。噢，總要好好地完成了才能安心嘛！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. 未開始做的節目，呵呵呵，誰說我白痴也好，我不知有多期待呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. 我還想在這公司裡學多一些，然後，闖出去，看看這世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. 我有一個夢想(不多，真的，只有一個)。有三個心願(也不算多吧？不過一只神燈，嘻)。未實現以前，坦白講，紅塵中癡人如我，不捨得就此別去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. 今年公公生日宴我缺席了。這幾個星期裡，還是好想要去見見公公婆婆，好想他們呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 噢，幾乎忘了。我還在等，那一番遇見/肯定。「得之；我幸。不得；我命。」(徐志摩)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當然，我還可以繼續寫下去。生存的理由，何其多。&lt;br /&gt;但，又何需甚麼理由。&lt;br /&gt;當我們仍然(如何幸運地)在生存，那也許就是生存的唯一理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;快樂的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;，其實也無用刻意尋找吧？俯拾皆是。看看天空，灰濛濛如迷霧，我慶幸紫外線指數偏低，還讓我想起了英倫春季呢。都三月下旬了，仍然寒冷的天氣，讓一株株火紅絢爛木棉還盛開，美得讓人嘆息。旁人不公不正不仁不義，哦，那不正好可考驗一下自己的堅定善良，和鍛鍊一下涵養工夫麼。一點半才到飯堂買飯，居然還有叉燒可買，咬著那肥瘦適中的肉，實在不能不感謝我的幸運。嘩，數之不盡。 只要沿路一點一點執起，把快樂累積存儲起來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又，我想，&lt;br /&gt;當我們(如何幸運地)在生存，也許亦是快樂的理由？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;願　受傷的都康復。&lt;br /&gt;願　大家都快快樂樂。 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;「我天天高高興興地生活，慶祝我的幸運與福氣。」(亦舒)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114261719406459593?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114261719406459593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114261719406459593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114261719406459593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114261719406459593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_114261719406459593.html' title='生存的理由'/><author><name>angeL*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10743632595011393043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114254526431800990</id><published>2006-03-17T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T02:01:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一場華麗壯闊激昂深邃的藝術演出</title><content type='html'>沈鑒治博士在《國粹‧中國京劇》一書序中說︰「在西方，像京劇那樣治話劇、歌劇、芭蕾、啞劇於一爐的表演藝術絕無僅有，我們豈可任由這個民族瑰寶湮沒？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在文化中心看京劇。由京昆武生暨天津京劇院聯合演出的《全武生》，是晚(2006年3月16日)為首場，共演四齣折子戲 —— 《擋馬》、《嘉興府》、《夜奔》、《挑滑車》。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這該還是我第一次認認真真的看舞台上的京劇演出，認識的少，感受卻深，胡亂寫一點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《擋馬》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;最好看的是武丑焦光普(胡小毛演)欲奪刀馬旦楊八姐(閻虹羽演)腰牌一段。嘩，一下前一下後，一下左一下右，男的刁鑽，女的活潑，動作敏捷，盡表達出焦光普心急要把腰牌搶奪、以便能歸鄉返家，卻按捺住躁進猶自鎮定的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;後來他認出楊八姐卻被她誤當敵人那段也精彩，跳躍奔走，椅子功架，動作伶俐有勁，戲的張力盡現，將氣氛推至高點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《嘉興府》&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;劫法場的戲，是一場正邪分明的對決。京劇，作為「通過好人的歌頌和對壞人的鞭撻而有導人向上」(沈鑒治)的一門傳統主流藝術，當然是邪不能勝正的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這段戲，唱詞少，集中在戲的開首，簡單幾句以交待劇情。中至後段都是各個生、旦、丑、淨打拚滾跳的場面，攻守進退，功夫十足，讓全場觀眾都看得很開心很興奮，興奮得不停大叫「嘩！嘩！嘩！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的確，翻筋斗、耍槍、舞刀、策馬、騰跳，全部都好看。&lt;br /&gt;但我就是不喜歡這場功架表演。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許是我過份執迷於文字，才無法喜歡沒唱沒念只做和打的戲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;《夜奔》&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這齣是我買票進場的原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;良夜迢迢，良夜迢迢，投宿休將他門戶敲。遙瞻殘月，暗度重關，奔走荒郊。俺的身輕不憚路迢迢。心忙又恐怕人驚覺。啊！嚇得俺魄散魂銷，魄散魂銷。紅塵中誤了俺五陵年少。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;獨腳戲，演林沖的王立軍一段〈駐馬聽〉唱得我心神激盪。詞中一字一句，盡致的描繪出林沖被逼拋棄妻子高堂、懷抱滿腔怨憤投奔梁山的心情。一舉手一投足，起坐奔止，語氣聲調，長嗟短嘆，在在流露他的忿恨哀戚、思潮起伏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲以林沖的第一身，由自身困境，回憶光輝昨日，想到將來亦已無望，悲涼自嘲。後想起無奈棄留在家鄉的母妻，及念至恐自身死期不遠矣，「嚇得俺汗津津身上似湯澆、急煎煎心內似火燒。」盡顯出其思緒紊亂，極其立體的寫出了其可憐可憫的境況。以至後來他哀慟悲鳴「嘆英雄氣怎消」，一聲聲長嘆刺進觀眾心坎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;急走羊腸去路遙，天，天哪！且喜得明星下照。一霎時雲迷霧罩，疏剌剌風吹葉落。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;想像自己孤身在黑漆漆的深夜中奔逃（不是香港的夜晚！），抬頭忽見星月明亮，轉瞬卻又變得天昏地暗。那一種凄苦，那一陣寥落，痛徹心扉。從來，在甜蜜後忽地一陣苦澀最苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《夜奔》的詞藻華麗，描寫的畫面豐富，感情細膩動人。因為在幾年前看電影時，已找過這原裝唱詞來讀，其中一些也已能背。於是偶爾合上眼來聽，去感受戲裡的世界。忽然，我像是明白了一些我從未經歷過的痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;想俺林沖在那八十萬軍中，做了禁軍教頭，征那吐蕃的時節呵！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;林沖的一段口白，回想昔日的風光，是那樣的倨傲軒昂，那樣的趾高氣揚。當一路如魚得水，的確是會讓人狂妄吧？而人忽地從高峰墜落，也許強如林沖，亦只會戰競徬徨？這段戲讓我看到誰的影子，才發現自己從來都不過是在台下一個抽離的觀眾，未曾體諒過台上在苦撐的表演者的心情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;入戲太深，看京劇都流出淚來，連自己也訝然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是四段戲中我最喜歡的一段。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;四演《挑滑車》&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無疑，這是一齣經典佳作。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戲的結構好 —— 起始時，一眾生、淨、龍套齊集烘托，氣勢固然磅礡。至中後段起，由高寵一人獨擔大旗，依然霸氣十足。當然是晚飾演高寵的四位演員應記一大功。尤其是第三位出場的張幼麟和壓軸的周龍，一踏上台板的那股陣勢，已把場內觀眾的心神震攝住。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過因我仍沉醉在《夜奔》的場境裡，顯然我並未能如看前三齣時那樣投入。也許亦因為我把部份專注力，投放了在諸位英雄勇將身上那件件色彩鮮明、手工細緻的靠，和頭上配襯的盔帽上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「靠是用各種顏色的素緞子製作的。在素緞上用金、銀、彩線繡滿了鱗、甲，看上去光彩奪目。」(國粹‧中國京劇)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;件件都華麗得令人讚嘆不已。有過一刻我感到多麼遺憾，沒能坐到第一行去近距離察看那處處流露傳統品味的衣裝頂戴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接近三個小時的演出。從豐富的劇情、華麗的唱詞口白，迸發出激烈且深邃的情感，此等在在所營造的凌厲氣氛，為我開啟了一道大門。此刻我如初生之犢般踏進門內，抬起頭，嘗試認識、感受京劇這一門包羅萬有的藝術，是何等的博大精深。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;實不愧獲讚譽為「國劇」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;看別人寫的更好︰ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" 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width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114244724994382622</id><published>2006-03-16T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:11:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想念</title><content type='html'>一個人的時候，我總會想念誰。想念誰的聲音，想念誰的味道，想念誰的囉嗦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甚麼都寫不好，繼續貼歌詞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;想家 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;唱︰卓文萱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;那時候　爸爸總是陪我一起走路上學去&lt;br /&gt;那時候　媽媽總是怕我淋到雨&lt;br /&gt;有時　我希望回到過去&lt;br /&gt;握著他的手好安心&lt;br /&gt;每天我在遠方擔心他的白髮&lt;br /&gt;我想回家&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;為甚麼一定要長大&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼世界變得好複雜&lt;br /&gt;我不想獨自面對眼淚流下&lt;br /&gt;我只想緊緊抱著他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候　我喜歡和朋友一起冒險的遊戲&lt;br /&gt;有時候　我寧可到海邊去淋雨&lt;br /&gt;只是我找不到我自己&lt;br /&gt;我的心其實在逃避&lt;br /&gt;每天被困在幻想和現實之間&lt;br /&gt;我想回家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;為甚麼一定要長大&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼都不說出真心話&lt;br /&gt;我不想別人看穿我的倔強&lt;br /&gt;我真的好想要回家 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;為甚麼一定要長大&lt;br /&gt;為甚麼世界變得好複雜&lt;br /&gt;我不想獨自面對眼淚流下&lt;br /&gt;我只想緊緊抱著他&lt;br /&gt;我真的好想要回家 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114244724994382622?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114244724994382622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg5DynQfzl0/Td5i03XXRxI/AAAAAAAAARk/nkMMvKzrFCw/s220/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049417.post-114244272184119805</id><published>2006-03-15T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:15:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>還是</title><content type='html'>很無用。聽著朋友的哭聲，我跟著哭。朋友掛線了，我想起，莫名其妙的覺得痛，又哭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候當事情比戲劇更戲劇性的發生，我竭力去想，卻仍想不出一句合適的安慰說話。亦只能靜靜的聽著友哭，嗯，嗯，嗯，我都知道，我都明白。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，其實不。其實我不明白。我完全不能明白不能理解不能想像。我不能不問，為甚麼總要選擇背叛？為甚麼總要選擇傷害？為甚麼總要選擇複雜？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對。所有所有這些都是選擇。我就是不明白，究竟如何選擇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仍然，被牽起的有太多。仍然，很多情緒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;害怕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曲、詞：深白色　唱︰孫燕姿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘　我沒有很努力要自己去遺忘&lt;br /&gt;那些和日記一起收藏的過往&lt;br /&gt;孤單在思緒之中變得很漫長&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想　我沒有很刻意讓自己不去想&lt;br /&gt;那些和照片一起靜止的模樣&lt;br /&gt;我學著堅強　堅強到不用學著不想　學著遺忘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還是害怕夜深人靜時總想起你&lt;br /&gt;還是害怕不經意的聽見你的消息&lt;br /&gt;然而當愛已經沉澱得太清晰&lt;br /&gt;當擁有已經是失去　就勇敢的放棄&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還是害怕一個人時就很難忘記&lt;br /&gt;還是害怕突然寧願當初沒有決定&lt;br /&gt;然而當愛最後的出口是分離&lt;br /&gt;我會這麼相信　走下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049417-114244272184119805?l=scrapbooka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://scrapbooka.blogspot.com/feeds/114244272184119805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049417&amp;postID=114244272184119805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049417/posts/default/114244272184119805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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