新的一年来到啦!
就送给听众朋友们我写的一首双语诗歌吧!
愿每一个人都能找到适合自己的道路,勇敢而满足地好好生活!
我喜欢在清晨五点漫步在空荡荡的街道上,
我喜欢和流浪者讨论这个荒谬的世界,
我喜欢看着太阳从沉睡的世界中缓缓升起,
我喜欢和陌生人有一番哲思对话。
我经常犯错,
也喜欢把事情搞砸,
但我正在努力学习接受我的弱点。
大多数的时候我根本不在乎别人对我创作的评价,
这是我的生活记录,是我对艺术的看法。
但有些时候,我又渴望有一个人可以透过文字看清本质,
我只想对Ta一个人有意义。
我底层悲观,但对未来又充满了希望,
因为我还活着,
活着,就拥有一切。
我爱笑,我爱闹,珍视微小的美好。
像是阴雨天一杯咖啡上的热气,
在街道转角看到情侣在拥抱。
我喜欢又讨厌人类,
因为无法理解他们的动机和行为,
他们也没法理解我,
或者说我宁愿拒人千里之外。
我20岁的时候从中国搬到新西兰,
30岁又从奥克兰搬到伦敦再到里斯本,
去过我想要的生活,
成为我想成为的人。
我走遍了四大洲但没有一处可以称之为家,
但却在创作中建立了自己的根基,
我遇到的每个人对我来说都是世界。
我还在路上,也不知道究竟要去何方,
我想把生命活成艺术,
把我的存在变成一首诗歌。
尽管艰难,
却因为真实而美丽。
- 2021.09.08
于里斯本听着Fado速写下此时此刻的感受
I love strolling on an empty street at five o’clock in the morning.
I love discussing the absurdity of the world with wanderers.
I enjoy watching the sunrise, slowly waking up the sleeping world.
I enjoy having random philosophical conversations with strangers.
I make mistakes.
I mess things up.
I invite chaos to my life,
And then self-sabotage with cries.
I’m on a journey to accept my weaknesses,
Forgive others and myself at the same time.
Sometimes I don’t care what people say about my works.
It’s a record of how I see the world.
Sometimes, I long for someone to see through my art.
I only want to mean something to a special person's heart.
I laugh a lot, and prank even more.
I cherish tiny happiness in the world.
Like the hot air on a cup of coffee on a rainy day;
Or couples hug and kiss at the airport.
I have a pessimistic mind but an optimistic heart.
I love and hate humans at the same time.
Their motives and behaviours confused me a lot.
They can’t understand my intuition either.
Sometimes, I'd rather stay away from the crowd
And keep people out.
I moved from China to New Zealand in my 20s.
Then left Auckland to London now to Lisbon at 30s.
I’ve travelled to four continents.
But there is no place I could call home.
I’m always being a Christmas orphan,
But never thought my loneliness is a misfortune.
Through content creation,
I found my roots and built relations.
I am still on the road.
I don’t know life's next episode.
I want to turn my existence into a poem.
I want my life to become an exquisite art.
Though the path is destined to be hard,
Through authenticity, I could find my truth.
08/09/2021
Lisbon
