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The T Village:A Memoir

Wednesday, December 3rd, 2014

The T Village

Chapter One

Last night I dreamt my uncle, then my father. They are becoming old, so am I. I remember, in my dream, my uncle talked in a manner of a real old man, resembling his younger life being as a fisherman.

‘If I fished a big fish, that’s awesome. If an oil-fish,’ he grunted, ‘I would sell it in the market. ’ ‘Oil-fish’ is a term coined by my uncle, which refers to the fish being contemplated by the oil-drillers.

My father was preparing food, in that dream. It seemed like we would have a celebration for event, a traditional festival, a banquet, or some body’s birthday? Oh, no, no birthday. In our family we never celebrate birthday. What’s in a birthday except for the burning pains to mothers?

Mother was not in that dream. I often dreamt her separately. She once had a mother, but died unnaturally, which had haunted her for many years, I believe.

My uncle is only 10 years older than me. So I’d like to address him Little Uncle. He’s a brilliant man with a clumsy tongue. This mixture has proved Heaven is fair, as grandma always said before or after a long sigh.

‘Heaven is fair, little boy.’ Grandma took my small hand, signed, ‘You’re clever, so Heaven made you fat.’

What? Fat! No! That’s the only word I hate to hear, even nowadays. ‘Granny, I’m not fat. I’m just having too much meat.’

Meat is grandpa’s favorite, any meat. The last meal he cooked for me was chicken meat, in that bleeding winter, with the stomach cancer he suffered. I was a prodigal son, and still am because of his funeral I didn’t attend. Where was I in that summer? I stayed in the city of my university. Maybe the moment he died, I am holding a few fingers of a girl whose mother was my sister in church. Their names are long forgotten in my mind.

To my knowledge, grandma in Heaven, sometimes, Heaven is not so fair.

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九月来临

Friday, September 5th, 2014

九月,事情悄悄地在起变化。

我的朋友刘淼,辞去了上海市实权部门公务员的职位,到一家网络创业公司——简书担任运行主编,从此来到江湖。他履新后做的第一件事是去北京出差。出差?对于他这样级别和岗位的公务员来说,是一件多么可望而不可及的重要好事,他之前最远的出差不过是把文件从浦西送到浦东。如今他可以在北京最好的季节造访这个城市。当奥体公园第一缕尘风和什刹海最后一声琵琶撞到他的额头,他理解了两个珍贵无比的汉字叫“自由”。

九月是告别的季节。我所参与创办的《新西湖》杂志,出版了可能是最后一期。这一期刊登了刘淼的《辞去公务员》和《迈向质朴生活》,还有王小街的《沙县小诸葛,后会无期》。“小诸葛”是在杭州胭脂巷开沙县小吃的小老板的绰号,他平常喜欢读报上网,见到记者就跟他们议论新闻和时事。我们讨论过的话题包括且不限于:杭州房价,经济宏观调控,报业集团之间的竞争,城市下水道问题……但他从不谈政治,口不臧否人物。有一年,我发奇想,邀请他到网站做一个视频播报节目,他像拒绝邪教和传销一样拒绝了我。我才知道,他第一不想出名,第二也没有跟大众交流的欲望。他跟记者们聊经济聊房产的目的,只是为了印证自己的判断。果然,在他开办沙县小吃店几年后,他在福州买了房。有大半年的时间,他不在店里,那是他回福州装修去了。当在杭州打拼的第六个年头来临,他决定把店盘掉,回福州。消息传来,曾经被他小吃店喂过并与他交流过经济新闻的记者们,纷纷带着惋惜的神情与他告别。但是大家不知道,这个城市对他来说并没有什么可留恋的。他为奴六载(说为奴一点也不为过,他六年来只有两次离开小店半径1公里的区域),现在是回归故里享受自己劳动成果的时候了。

别的朋友生活也发生了变化。老高,已经从工作的报社内退,也退出了与人合伙的餐馆,回到小镇,过着深居简出的生活。只有锻炼不曾放弃,每天在跑步机上,重新奔腾在青春的大路上。

秋天降临,我们每个人都在迎接属于自己的九月,属于自己的马拉松。

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