Sinking in the sea of unknowns

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一直想學，可是總是沒時間，要不就自己太懶。。覺得不好聼，說的人也少。

前幾天受了打擊，覺得還是有必要學，就此立証。

2個月后希望有所進步！

Ik leer Nederlands!

I can't remember exactly how long I haven't enjoyed such calmness like I do now: leaning on a leather chair with a cup of steaming jasmine tea slowly, even a bit  surreally flowing down deep into my lung, a glowingly black pencil human portrait gently materialises on a frowned painting sheet.

For no reason at all, I am doing what I used to put my most effort in - pencil sketch. I used to be proud of how genuinely an object could be replicated under the manuevers of my hands.

And I am armed with an extra property I don't find in myself any other time: a tinest change of thought helps me pinpoint what I am doing in this very second, and what I should be doing one after. Put it this way, a transient blink of eye on the portrayed face shows a change of emotion, and instantly I know the settlement of the whole drawing.

It is not like engineering. Engineering is not a living organism. It has a pattern that you have to follow, like the motorways. A change of thoughts brings in a junction to another track but before you switch course you have to make sure the addition of you doesn't induce a lethal chain reaction at the new road. You are presented with multiple junctions but none of them is at your will. When sketching, soon as the tip of the pencil kisses the sheet you are faced with numerous junctions: the direction of the sliding of the tip, everything is at your will.

I always find this more suites my mode.  When I was a kid I used to always think how glamours an artist I would be in the future, simple as that. But Now I am an engineer. I'm not saying There is hatred but not until I was doing pencil sketch again did I realise how much freedom I long for, and how little I can get hold of that doing what I do now.

Deep inside, I am still the painting kid. Next time see me mural. don't act surprised.

 

 

早上特意選了黑色的襯衣和褲子去工作，辦公室兩個同事，一個荷蘭人，一個羅馬尼亞人，見到我就說“你們中國人真棒， 太團結了”，然後給我看一個視頻。是在今天北京時間14點28分全中國為在地震中死去的同胞們默哀的悲壯場景。視頻裏的天安門廣場，上海外灘，四川救災現場，紅旗半挂，警笛嗚咽劃破長空， 人們駐足，汽車鳴笛奏響哀樂。淚飛化作傾盆雨，時間在這一刻凝固成黑色與白色。

公元二零零八年五月十二日下午兩點二十八分，地震讓中國震動；一周后的下午兩點二十八分，中國讓世界震動。

黨着同事的面我就淚如雨下，怎麽也抑制不住。同事趕忙安慰我，我說：不用安慰我，我這既是感傷的淚，也是感動的淚，I am proud to be a Chinese!

我在這一刻真真正正感到了作爲一個中國人的尊嚴和自豪，這種感覺是以前僅僅存在德育課本上而不曾或者很少親身體驗過的。零八年發生的一切讓我對祖國這兩個沉甸甸的字有了真正的認識，也因爲成爲她的兒女而無數次激動落淚。

這片土地上的13億人是如此團結對抗一切困苦，不管是天災，還是人禍，再也不是魯迅先生筆下的“遇見羊便是獸遇見獸便是羊“的怪物了。中國人民現在什麽也不怕，因爲我們有了團結的勇氣。

CNN敬畏的說：上哪再去找這樣的13億人呢？

是的， 儅苦盡甘來的時候，又有誰有和這13億人抗衡的資本呢？

請記住這一天，二零零八年五月十九日； 因爲這一天，我們共同哭泣；更因爲過了這一天，我們共同擦干眼淚，擡頭向前。

2008年3月23號，在老特拉福德球場見證了偉大的紅魔曼聯3-0摧枯拉朽的打殘利物浦。。。

每次的英格蘭德比都是如此激動人心，不一樣的是這次我是現場76000幸福的紅魔球迷中的一員， 而不是守在電視機前遠方的關注者。

頭圓，脖子粗，皮膚黝紅是英國球迷的特徵，可是這次和他們一起，我瘋狂的唱起了Glory glory Man United, 譏諷的沖着偏居一隅苟延殘喘的利物浦的scousers比出中指。。。

最美麗的老特拉福德是Red devils們進球后的老特拉福德，所有人起立，擊掌，振聾發聵的怒吼聲將勞特拉福德的激情與意志體現得淋漓盡致。

感謝每一名紅魔球員，也感謝所有紅魔可愛的球迷。。

可笑的是看完毬后就要去利物浦做飛機。。。。我戴着曼聯的帽子和圍巾，全然不顧利物浦球迷的失落和忌恨。。。哈哈