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永远的大白兔

永远的大白兔 (published in yumyum magazine)

每个人都有一首代表童年回忆的儿歌。每个人都有一颗代表童年味道的糖。

如果哪天有人问我了。我会告诉他，那儿歌是小白船，而那糖就是大白兔吧！

曾经我以为这儿时的味道， 甜甜的牛奶香，就只有自个还尝在口里惦记在心。

在英国念书时还在唐人街买了一包偷偷享用。

反正我是外国人偷偷吃小孩子才吃的糖果因该是没什么人会发觉。

有次室友玛特带了个朋友来， 

刚好我在屋里厨房泡着红茶，

就坐在饭厅陪她们闲聊。

她是德国人， 在大学念新闻系，

和玛特是同学， 

名叫卡特琳。

我突然想到应该有什么比较特别她们又没吃过的。

我把大白兔糖端了出来。

 卡特琳看了若有所感，她告诉我。小时候当柏林还是东柏林和西柏林。她家在东柏林，那是物资贫乏的年代。能买到的杂货有很多是从中国通过苏联的管道进来的。这糖她小时候很爱吃。

“很久没看到大白兔了！1990年东西合并后就没看到了！”
她拨开糖上一層半透明的覆盖薄糖衣， 把它放在桌面上，
糖含在口里咀嚼 。好像有些泪水在徘徊在眼眶里。
这点我不能确定，因为饭厅的确很幽暗。

“这个你不吃吗？”我问。

我用手指把半透明糖衣点了上来，就放在嘴里。

糖衣即刻溶化。

“可以吃的吗？”她问？眼睛睁大大，

泪水不见了。 

“不知道呢! 是可以吃的吧？” 我说。其实我一直都吃着这層糖衣呢！

真的不知道。

也不知道原来同样的糖果是能够勾起不同的国度的儿时记忆。

那种有苏联坦克和牛奶味糖果并存的世界, 怎样都无法想像啊！

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涂鸦习作-01

或者有一天可以画些风格不一样的热血阳刚漫画。

samsung galaxy note 之涂鸦习作01

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青蚝兄弟

早上的肚子咕噜着，

在接近无浪的浅海床，

我拿了盛满冰块的水桶和一支640ml的燕京啤酒。

啊...

这个...

我的青蚝兄弟们，

你们在温暖的梦里醒来了吗？

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hipodamus childhood

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插画（3）

女孩看护

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种树的女孩和猫

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女孩带着猫

给所有中五毕业生，和一些想换工改运的朋友。

前方路茫茫，希望在转角！
请阅今日星洲活力附刊（3月１６日）。

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POP POP 的世界观

舅舅从中国带来一盒黄色的小盒子。纸质的盒子，非常轻，比火柴盒还要大些，还要重些。

他说”made in china” 中国制造。黄色的纸盒上印有鲜红英文字母POP POP , 这个我也知道怎么念。

我还很小只有一年级，我明白的英文就只有这些。我也明白made in hongkong, 因为我的玩伴king kong 脚下印上的就是这个。

舅舅说中国是一个很大的国家，一个文明古国， 我问有美国这样大吗？

舅舅说那当然，比美国还大，比印度还大。

舅舅很高大，四肢强壮，有点像台湾影星邓光荣。舅舅的皮肤还要黝黑些，这个和长时间在阳光底下工作有关。舅舅就坐在门口前的梯级上喝着妈妈泡的冻菊花茶一边乘凉。

舅舅说中国是一个很厉害的国家，中国人发明了罗盘，意大利面，茶叶，纸张还有炸药。

"有美国那么厉害吗？" 我问，因为电视机里的美国人都很厉害。

舅舅说那当然，跟美国有得比。

"你公公是从中国来的，他也很厉害！" 舅舅说。

其实我从来没见过公公！不知道他有多厉害！

舅舅看我一脸迷惑，俯前来说，“你公公非常厉害! 他以前和工人在森林里伐木，碰到一只愤怒的白色大象，为了确保工人的安全，他以身相搏，成功引开大象，可惜回来后就病倒，不久就没有了。”

妈妈经过说唉呀你就不要和他说这些了！他爸爸会不高兴的。然后就把舅舅喝空了的玻璃杯收去。

舅舅看了外面的蓝天白云一会后, 转过来说，"听你妈妈说你数学不好， 这点没关系的，这种东西以后自然就会的。不过, 不要再让高年级的同学欺负你，知道吗！"

我看着舅舅的眼睛, 慢慢点头…

"这个黄色盒子很厉害的，里面有五十粒炸药，必要时就拿出来，如果他们走前来，你就使劲地往他们身上丢。"

"这点你做的到吗？应该够你用上一个学期了! 收好来可别乱用哦！千万不要给老师看到。

不要忘记你公公是中国人，你有中国人的血，而且你现在有中国人的武器。"

看着舅舅的眼睛，我又慢慢点头…

我看回手上的黄色盒子，那样的轻，比一个手掌还小些。

长假的第七个星期已过了一半，十二月的晚风把屋外的榕树吹得沙沙声，平时虫儿唏唏的声音已经听不到了，我躺在双层叠床的上端，每当有客人来我就睡在叠床上端，想像是潜水艇我就很乐意， 舅舅在潜水艇里呼呼入睡。

我想着我从没见过面的公公，想着那白色的大象，还有那个很厉害的中国，想到收在我书包前面袋里的pop pop， 想到数学老师对我妈妈说这孩子开窍比较慢，然后就想到开学以后，还有以后的以后…

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安娜的早晨

安娜喜欢在早上沉思，
当阳光从窗户照进厨房..
当咖啡机在嗡嗡酝酿着咖啡香...
当脑袋还残留着昨夜模糊的梦...
当家里的男人还没起来.



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喜宝梦呓般的自述ミレトスのヒッポダモスdream

Hipodamus was standing at the empty lot of land by the road when i first saw him. "Are u free? i have a great story for you..." said Hipodamus. I noticed him holding a cat-in-spirit and two zongzis.I said great! I have been out of job for some times. The zongzis dangling from his hand definetly looked delicious.In just a moment,
Cat-in-spirit had brew a jug of jasmine tea,
Hipodamus skillfully massaged my stiff shoulder,
I had sharpen my pencil and waiting...

'Are we ready?' Hipodamus asked
'Let's get started' said me.
Zongzi (or zong) is a traditional Chinese food, made of glutinous rice stuffed with different fillings and wrapped in bamboo or reed leaves.

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水手二号的早上-solitude

噢！是只落单的水鸟！
oh! what a lonely sea bird!

嗄！今天不捕鱼？反正这个季节的海里也没有几条鱼哪！我呢！我只想一个人在海中央，想些东西，昨晚未完成的诗，还要再想想呢！

Hur! Not going fishing today? Anyway, there isn't much fish during this season! For me? I just want to stay alone in the middle of the sea, there is this unfinished poem that i did last night, mm...still need to do some thinking!

或许，你可以帮我来完成这首诗！你什么也不需要做，就像现在一样，和我一起享受着这早上的海风和日光…
Maybe, you can help me to complete this poem! You don't have to do anything infact, just like now, with me, enjoying this morning sea breeze and sunlight

噢！开始吧！这是一首关于寂寞却不失乐趣的诗…

Let's start! This is a poem about lonelyness that filled with fun...

等下...你该不会是慕名而来吧？

Hold on there.... you are here not because of my fame?

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今年的圣诞 This Christmas

铛铛铛铛铛……

dang, dang, dang...

远方传来教堂的钟声…

Ring of bell from the distance church

今年的圣诞，她会送我什么呢？

What gift will she give me for this Christmas?

甜甜圈的诱惑 - the seduction of doughnut

她约我出来， 我应约了，她是我好朋友的前女友。
我穿上刚烫好笔直浅卡其色长袖衬衫。倒了猫食在奶茶橙的塑胶碗里。出门前想了一下，决定把父亲留下的银色腕表给戴上。把准备好的圣诞礼物给留下。

She invited me for a tea, and I agreed. She is my best friend’s ex-girlfriend.

I wore a khakis colour long sleeves shirt, ironed it straight and stiff like an air craft run-way ready to take off, the way I liked it. Poured some biscuits into Ginger Tea’s plastic bowl, as usual the cat was no place to be seen.

When I was about to leave the doorway, I decided to wear the silver watch which dad had left for me and with some hesitations, I left the supposed –to-give-to-her Christmas present at home.

下午五点半，我如约赶到，她已经在靠窗的座位等着我了。桌子上有两杯还在冒着蒸气的卡布奇渃和半个甜甜圈。我用左脚的拇指推测，其中一杯一定是我的。

I arrived at 5.30pm sharp. She was, as she always was, waiting for me at the place next to the window, the corner we both liked.
On the table, there were two cup of cappuccino and half a donut. One of the cappuccino must be mine, a conclusion based on the deduction method I made with my left foot toe.

她比我上一回遇见的她更是妩媚迷人。不知道为什么，有一种温柔情感的东西却逐渐失去。
我向她点头示意，就在她对座坐下。留下半个的甜甜圈和它的主人一样仍然秀色可餐。

She was much more attractive and charming then the last time we met. However, there was this warm feeling of her, without obvious reason, fading gradually.

I nodded at her and sit at the opposite of her.
The half donut was as seducing as its’ owner.

我不知道要向她说什么，毕竟是她说是有事约我出来。而且我不记得和她之间有什么共同的深刻话题。
我不问自取地伸手把甜甜圈拿来，咬了一口。
想起从前他和她的事。
一些不太方便说的事。

I did not know what to talk about. It was her, who invited me out for a drink after all.

I could not even remember if there were any impressive mutual topics we both shared.

Without asking, I took the half donut and put into my mouth.

Suddenly, I thought of the affair in between them, an affair that best kept untold.

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表白- confession of doughnut

我在吃着甜甜圈的时候，她看着我好像想说什么却欲言还止。然后望向窗外出神。
窗外的建筑群后准有只巨兽经过，我猜想。

When I was eating the donut, she was staring at me liked she had something to tell me.
At the end, she looked out through the window.
I guess there must be a giant monster walking pass the buildings.

我吃完甜甜圈，用纸巾把手上和嘴的糖油抹去。然后喝了一口卡布奇渃。 她向女招待要了一杯冷水。

After finished eating the donut, I wiped my hand and lip with a paper napkin, I took a sip of the cappuccino, the taste was just nice albeit a bit too roast for my liking. She ordered a glass of cold water from the waitress.

“今天突然邀你出来是想告诉你或许难于置信的事。” 她说。
“就说来听听吧！”我说。在这行做久了，就会发现太阳底下没有什么新鲜事。

“The reason of inviting you out today is to tell you something that might be hard to believe!” she said in one sentence and one smooth mono tone.
“You have my ears.” I said. I had been working in this field for so long, I reckoned there was no real strange thing actually happened under the sun.

“听说过查理曼大帝吗？那个在康士坦斯湖旁徘徊不去的查理曼大帝”她问。
我有些失望，以为她会说出更爱昧的情感表白。

当然我覆约不全为这个。 唉！我在想什么呢？

“Have you heard of King Charlemagne? The emperor who was so fond to the Lake Constance and never left the shore?” she asked.
Frankly, I was a bit upset to hear that, I thought she might has a more intimate feeling to express.
Having said that, this was not the only reason I was here.

What actually am I expecting?

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一则古老的传说 - Lake Constance

“查理曼大帝(Charlemagne)晚年时疯狂地爱上一位日耳曼少女，后来少女害病去世，国王吩咐人把遗体敷过香料，搬入寝室，与尸共寝。’

Late in life the emperor Charlemagne fell in love with a German girl. When the girl suddenly died, the emperor had the embalmed body carried to his bed chamber, where he refused to be parted from it.
‘杜尔平教（Turpin）对这骇人听闻感到惊惶不已。他怀疑有魔法作祟，因此检验尸体。他在女子的舌头底下发现了一枚宝石戒指。’

The archbishop Turpin, alarmed by this macabre passion, suspected an enchantment and insisted on examining the corpse. Hidden under the girl’s dead tongue he found a ring with a precious stone set in it.
当戒指在主教手中， 查理曼大帝更疯狂地爱上主教。主教为了避免困窘难堪就将那枚戒指扔入康士坦斯湖(Lake Constance)。’

As soon as the ring was in Turpin’s hands, Charlemagne fell passionately in love with the archbishop. In order to escape the embarrassing situation, the Turpin flung the ring into Lake Constance.

查理曼大帝终日在湖泊凝视徘徊，爱恋着那看不见的湖底深渊。
最后一切都消褪化为忧郁的冥思。’

她娓娓道来，慢慢转动着手中半满的杯。

Charlemagne thereupon fell in love with the lake and would not leave its shores. At the end everything was hence reduced to a melancholic meditation…

She spoke slowly while spinning the half full glass of water gently.

故事灵感源自卡尔维诺的书《six memos for the next millennium》

based on Italo Calvino's

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甜甜圈化-doughnutised

‘有人声称找到了戒指，在干凅的康士坦斯湖，神奇的戒指魔力犹在。
科学家做了实验，只要把戒指穿过圆形空洞的物体，那物体就有了魔力。
实验过的物件是，炸洋葱圈，求生圈，炸墨鱼圈，圈圈糖，甜甜圈等等。噢！POLO糖就不能，毕竟太小了！’她有些惋惜的说。

“Some one claimed that he had found the magical ring at the already dried up Lake Constance.
Scientists had conducted several experiments, and they discovered that when the ring penetrates through any round hollow object, the object would become magical.”
“Objects undergone the experiments were fried onion ring, rescue float, fried calamari ring, lollipop, and of course, doughnut. "
"Oh, polo sweets are not applicable here, it is too tiny.” She said in a regretful tone.

‘有人把实验室的甜甜圈给偷吃了，此人从此对甜甜圈着了魔, 时时刻刻都在找寻世上完美的甜甜圈，就像完美的文章并不存在一样，他在追求不存在之事物，失去了生活中原有的焦点。这现象人们称之为 ‘甜甜圈化’。’

“Unfortunately, someone had swallowed the doughnut in the lab, thereafter he was so fond into doughnuts, in every single moment he was searching the right perfect doughnuts in the world, just like a truly perfect writing does not exist in this world, he is searching a non-existent perfect doughnut… he has lost the focus on other things in life.
This phenomenon is called ‘ doughnutised.’”
‘但事件却没有到此告个段落， 因为凡是被‘甜甜圈化’的人触摸过的甜甜圈都会粘上魔法引诱他人。 这事件将会无休无止地像瘟疫那样蔓延下去…

癫狂的永劫回归正在发生着…’她套了尼采的观念。噢！或不是尼采？

“But the incident does not stop just here. Those donuts which was touched by ‘dougnutised one’ will possess black magic to seduce others. This phenomenon will be spreading ceaselessly like an outbreak of cholera.”

‘人们欲望渴求不存在之事物， 这欲望所得到的匮欠，正好以甜甜圈的中心部分像 徵出来。’说毕，我喝了一半的卡布奇诺。这又借用了谁的话。

“换句话说，被‘甜甜圈化’了的人，就像甜甜圈一样，中心什么都没有！”

‘The madness of this eternal return is happening now…’ She was using Nietzsche’s perception, oh may be is not Nietzsche?
“One desires nonexistence thing, this unfulfilled desire only bring in emptiness which was best represented by the void in a doughnut.” After saying this, I drank half of the cappuccino, now whose perception did I copy?
“In other words, those who was being ‘doughnutised’, is like a doughnut itself, there is only nothing in the core, nothing at all.” I continued.

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甜甜圈的圈套-the entrapment of doughnut

你都明白了？”她问。

“那么说， 刚在那半块甜甜圈？”我反问。

“Now do you understand?” she asked.

“How about the half doughnut I just ate?” I asked in return.

“我其实是想要阻止你的。”她眨了一下眼睛。

“或许和他分手的原因， 和这事有关也说不定。”她侧着头望向那渐行渐远的巨兽背影。

“Actually I was about to stop you.” Her eye winked.

“May be the reason why I broke up with him has got something to do with this.” She turned and looked at the back of the departing giant outside the window.

“你相信这传闻吗？”我问， 然后把剩下逐渐变冷卡布其诺喝完。

“Do you believe in this myth?” I asked, and finished up the already starting to cool off cappuccino.

她看着窗外许久， 有些凋零的眼神，沉默不语。

She was staring outside the window for a long time. The eyes were slightly waned, she remained silent.

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后记 – 平安夜 -christmas eve

我从甜品店出来，已经是傍晚七点四十五分。

广场人潮洛繹不绝，商店争相的播放圣诞歌，从纳京.高至戴安娜.可若；从米高.巴布至莎拉.麦克拉登。

虽然每年的圣诞歌都一样， 不管是谁唱都好！只要不过分标新立异，或唱得太糟至面目全非， 一般上我都会喜欢。 也享受这样由商业包装营造出来的气氛。

在亚热带国家过了半生的我，不知为什么的，今晚突然感到一股寒意。 我把她送我的圣诞礼物夹在腋下，双手插进裤袋，赶紧离开人群…

It was 7.45pm when I came out from the doughnut shop.

The square was full of crowds. The retail shops were competing to play Christmas songs, from Nat King Cole to Diana Krall; from Micheal Buble to Sarah McLachlan, you name it.

Although the songs are all the same every year, no matter who sings them, as long as they are not too excessively altered to be different or the songs are too badly sung beyond recognition, I will generally accept. I do enjoy the ambient of this commercially packaged festive season.

Having been living in this tropical country for half my life, I didn’t know why, that night I suddenly felt there was a chill in the air, I clamped the present she gave below my left arm, inserted my hands in the pants pocket, hurried I left the crowds.

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