身邊願意花時間寫信的人太少
值得我去寫信給他的人也不多
近來給新朋友寄了一封信後,才發現自己很久沒有為朋友寫信了。我這指的信當然不是sms或email,也不是求職之類公務往還的書箋。而是實實在在用紙用筆書成的私人函件。
即時通訊的限制是不易表達一些較細膩的情感,這些情感即時表達未免喋喋不休,反而失去它原有的味道。唯有給自己空間去整理,用文字把記憶封存在信紙間,讓對方也有空間細味，有如品茗，方可會出真意。
可惜身邊的人的太忙了(可能連他們自己忙啥都不知道)。即使打個電話他們也未必有時間回覆,何況寫信。更甚的是明知一些人語言無味，內容無可納眼之處，更是倒人胃口，所以找一個筆友也不易。
也許現在的人不知道書信的價值,或者刺深一點,他們根本不懂得什麼叫做"珍惜"和"耐性".一切都要快得到，什麼都要方便。其實友情就如果子,經時間和細雨的滋養才會更甜。信紙雖薄，但當中的誠意卻是不可計量的。試想想，當你用１５分鐘讀完一封信，對方用了多少時間和思量執筆案前去寫?而當你等待回信時，那種期盼的程度其實洽洽印證著這段友情的輕重。
所以對寄來的每一封信，我都會認真的看，認真的回覆。
2008年1月22日星期二
dream the impossibe dream
翻看歷史時,總看到一些人願意為一些似乎遙不可及的理想而奮鬥.
也許是為了民族自主或信仰,也許是為了民主自由人權法治.
他們明知自己未必可以看到理想的達成,未必看到太陽的升起,也明白他們會失去他們的前途甚至生命.那怕他們最終會是無名的.
但他們還是依著信念前進,以自身的毀滅推動著歷史巨輪,以自身微小的力量擔當著人類的前途.
到底這勇氣從何而來?
到底是什麼力量令他們對自己深信不疑?
也許就是"知其不可而為"的信念.
令他們"to dream the impossibe dream
to reach the unreachable star"
當我對一切失去信心時想起這些,會心微笑了,堅定了,自己也重新有力氣了.
很唐吉訶德.
The Impossible dream
from [ Man of la Mancha ]
To deam,the impossible dream.
To fight,an unbeatable foe.
To bear with unbearable sorrow.
To run where the brave dare not go.
To right,the unrightable wrong.
To be ,better far than you are.
To try, when your arms are too weary.
To reach the unreachable star.
This is my quest,
To follow that star,
No metter how hopeless.
No metter how far.
To be willing to give,
When there's no more to give ,
To be willing to die,
So that honer and justice meaning.
And I know,if I only be true ,
To this grorious quest.
That my heart will lay peacefull and calm,
When I laid to my rest.
And the world will be better by far,
But just one scorned and covered with scars.
Still strove with the last ounce of courage.
To reach, the unreachable star.
也許是為了民族自主或信仰,也許是為了民主自由人權法治.
他們明知自己未必可以看到理想的達成,未必看到太陽的升起,也明白他們會失去他們的前途甚至生命.那怕他們最終會是無名的.
但他們還是依著信念前進,以自身的毀滅推動著歷史巨輪,以自身微小的力量擔當著人類的前途.
到底這勇氣從何而來?
到底是什麼力量令他們對自己深信不疑?
也許就是"知其不可而為"的信念.
令他們"to dream the impossibe dream
to reach the unreachable star"
當我對一切失去信心時想起這些,會心微笑了,堅定了,自己也重新有力氣了.
很唐吉訶德.
The Impossible dream
from [ Man of la Mancha ]
To deam,the impossible dream.
To fight,an unbeatable foe.
To bear with unbearable sorrow.
To run where the brave dare not go.
To right,the unrightable wrong.
To be ,better far than you are.
To try, when your arms are too weary.
To reach the unreachable star.
This is my quest,
To follow that star,
No metter how hopeless.
No metter how far.
To be willing to give,
When there's no more to give ,
To be willing to die,
So that honer and justice meaning.
And I know,if I only be true ,
To this grorious quest.
That my heart will lay peacefull and calm,
When I laid to my rest.
And the world will be better by far,
But just one scorned and covered with scars.
Still strove with the last ounce of courage.
To reach, the unreachable star.
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