July 29,2005
過日子
也許逗留時間不長,只有一個月,每天都很忙,忙著跟朋友見面,忙著走訪心愛老地方,忙著吃忙著喝忙著看。
「如此抄襲」一文刊出後,收到好些朋友的留言及電郵支持,在此一併感謝。我也知道做不了甚麼,不過寫出來舒一口氣也好。雖然很無力,但是不會軟弱,有需要時還是會捍衛自己的權益。不記得是哪個好友跟我說的了,你自己不為自己爭取,沒有人會為你爭取的。
貼去年七月寫的一篇專欄短文,發現七月忙碌似乎是慣性。
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《香港經濟日報》“我的書房”
撰文:陳寧
刊登日期:27-7-2004
帶一本書上路
這個七月,一直在路上。台北,香港,廣州,北京。在路上,可以靜下來看書的時間不多,又經常會被打斷成碎片,帶著上路的書便也是適宜切割成碎片,可以分段思考、跳躍地讀完的。
有一陣子,每趟出門旅行,我總愛帶哲學書。心裡的想法是,到了一處異域,讀哲人的思想,說不定因外來環境的刺激,片言隻語靈光乍現,令人茅塞頓開呢。不過,這樣的「神蹟」從沒出現過。經常是路只走到中途,書已給塞到背包底層了。我只會說,在路上讀尼采,可不是甚麼愉快的經驗。
帶小說本來是不錯的,但是好看的小說總太快讀完,不好看的小說看到一半已無法繼續下去,多帶幾本又為行囊平添負擔。而近年我喜歡重讀從前看過的好小說,重讀的時候是想靜心一點的,但路上的紛亂、行旅的匆匆卻是擾人的事情。
帶文集吧。因為要陪著上路,我只挑耐讀的,文字素淡、意境高遠的作品為首選。那是不論每天遇見甚麼驚心動魄的新鮮人事,都有本事把人心穩鎮住的文章。只讀一個作者若嫌單調,就選合集。每天換一個作者,等於換一個旅伴、一種處世的心情,十分隨興。夏目漱石的《夢十夜》、佩索亞的《惶然錄》、卡爾維諾的《巴黎隱士》、阿城的《威尼斯日記》等都是我鍾愛的旅途讀物。帶上路,是讓自己可以反覆閱讀,停頓,細味。這幾本文集,其實也是記錄一種移動的狀態。軀體的移動、思緒的游離、對四周人事所見所感所思,來來回回反反覆覆,出發,回航。每一天都是一段旅程,每一個人都是旅者。要往哪裡去?也許那不是最重要的。
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放心,簡體字和英文留言都看得到。有空多交流。
Before visiting Provence, I indulged myself in A Year in Provence and Toujours Provence. Though my visit found a different countryside from Mayle’s, no exciting mistral and summer’s hassle, I enjoyed treks with Mont Ventoux as the backdrop.
Have come across some interesting travel blogs recently, in case you haven’t noticed yet, there is a list of top 30 travel books:
http://www.worldhum.com/weblog/category/C124/
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When he was living in Beijing, one day, he went back to the places he had visited with her. He came in front of the café where they spend an afternoon, the restaurant where a movie they both like was shot, the theater where they preferred visiting to the nearby shopping mall, and the place where they spent the nights. There he stood and found following the footsteps useless but emptied his soul.
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Thank you very much for the message and kindness.
The story is also very sad and important to him.
I am sure it is my honour to write in your blog.
Thanks always for your comments.
This story is really sad but very true in itself.
This is what life is, cruel and yet fragile,
full of memories.... there exits only one way to continue,
i.e. move on and never look back.
Sometimes the ghosts of the past come back in a way you will never imagine.
Do feel free to express yourself here.