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  • 隐文化

    今日看到一则新闻,觉得有趣,拿出来闲聊一番。初初看到标题--《“隐婚族”悄然流行》,还以为是80后舍不得那份异性撩人的暧昧而耍的一个小花招。细看方知,苦于因结婚生子遭遇职场歧视,隐婚族才刻意隐瞒自己的婚姻状况,在公共场合保持着单身形象。对此,自是“公说公有理婆说婆有理”。一方鄙视此类人,认为隐婚隐去了婚姻的神圣性,另一方大表同情,出于事业金钱的利益,隐婚无可非议。社会学家则表示,长期不在婚姻状态的心理暗示,会减弱当事者的家庭责任感,严重者可引发婚姻危机。众所周知,隐婚族的典型代表便是近期娱乐圈里炒得火热的刘朱两人了。还有一个隐大家想必也不陌生,就是“隐恋”,似乎已成了艺人的专利,其中的辛苦无奈大家心照。说到“隐”,自然就不能不提到QQ或febion或MSN等种种聊天软件体贴地为客户设置的隐身状态。曾有这样一句话“隐身就是隐心”,也曾有人为此现象大书特书了一番。隐身的原因无外乎是不想让别人看到自己在线,不想被人发现的原因又可分几种。讨厌被陌生人搭讪,此为一;不想被人误会老是猫在虚拟世界,此为二;懒得跟人聊Q,此为三。有时候隐身上Q纯粹就是为了接收信息,免得漏了班级通告,同学聚会等。我自己也很享受这种隐身状态,有着“闲看庭前花开花落”的惬意,似极古代的隐士。可是呢,古之隐者可以不食周粟,不闻政事,不管物价,不论职场,可谓之高士吧。俗者如我也,还是乖乖地食人间烟火,扫世俗烟灰去吧。  

    2009-09-20 15:40:35 作者:何梅
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  • 不是一个人的曾轶可

    淘书。蓬头垢面从书山中钻出来,吹吹尘痕缭绕的书,那份心满意足,自是不能与到购书中心,优哉游哉在冷气中触摸新鲜靓丽的书的那份悸动相比。新书的封面要手感有手感,要骨感有骨感,连字也是鲜亮活泼的,宛如钱钟书笔下那被称为“局部的真理”的鲍小姐,使劲诱惑你过去。可恨那价格都太贵,只能是“依依目光,此次不买”。刘亦菲。与其说她灵秀慧雅、飘逸超群,倒不如说是“小龙女”的角色让她有了这份独韵。红颜、白衣、长辫、飘带,飞雪中衣襟凌风,几乎是屏着呼吸看的,以至于忘了要嫉妒这个拥有如此传奇之美的女子。现而今,一袭秀发、一弯浅笑的清丽佳人,却在卷发、短裙的性感造型的侵蚀下逐渐远去。曾轶可。最近她陷入了“抄袭门”,我宁愿和“可爱多”们一起,坚信她是福至心灵,灵感乍现之际不经意将前人所创融入了原创歌曲中。其实大众真的不必如此较真,就像小时候写文章,总喜欢引用名句,同一句用多了,就经常不加双引号了,因为脑瓜里想的是:“这句好熟悉啊,我自己写的吧?!”《天际》应该是献给夏日的轻音乐吧。悠幽的旋律很是恬淡,若隐若现的蝉鸣忽高忽低追随着乐音,给人一种润心润肺的轻淡。如此相比,《狮子座》是稍嫌聒噪了些。但是有那么一个女孩,低眉信手,低吟浅唱,“一个人的时候,不是不想你;一个人的时候,只是怕想你……”续续地说着原本老套的爱情友情。你可以说她唱歌没有调,你可以说她在碎碎念,但是她的歌词呢,难道就一点也没有触到你内心一个软软的角落?发泄感情,亦或抒发情感,有人愿意写出来,有人执拗要去农场偷蔬果,那就不要介意有人喜欢旁若无人地展示她自己的专属音乐。那么纯粹直接的yico和她的歌,似极了《围城》里的唐晓芙,“头发没烫,眉毛不镊,口红不擦,似乎安心遵守天生的限止,不要弥补造化的缺陷。”如今被包装被修饰过的她,如那可恶的书一样,价格是水涨船高,也如那刘亦菲一样,怕是不能保持那份淡淡纯纯不变。能期待音乐还是那样无所顾忌的原生态吗?呜呼哀哉,罢了,罢了!  

    2009-09-20 15:31:35 作者:何梅
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  • Ramble

       It’sbeen2weekssincemyreturnfromHuizhou,aplacethatinmywakefulnightsandidlehourscontinuestobetheprimaryoccasionofmyrenewednostalgiaandthedominantsubjectofmydailyreverie.Theimagesandscenes,whichthebarethoughtofthatplacecanevoke,arestillsocompellingthatIcan’thelpbutsuspectthatthat10-dayexpedition,ofwhichIwassohonoredtobeapart,haschangedthetrajectoryofmylifeandmoveditinafundamentallypositivedirection.Muchhasbeensaidaboutthattrip,andalthoughI’mnotwritingtogushoverit,sufficeittosaythatthatparticularexperiencehastaughtmeaninvaluablelesson,onethatIhopetocarryforwardasitslegacybylivingmylifehenceforthwithupwardmobilityandoptimism.   Notwithstandingthisnoteofbuoyancy,itisnottosaythatIhavesuddenlybecomesuperiortoalltheworldlytroublesandpettysetbacksthatareincidentaltohumanlife;norisittosuggestthatlifenolongergivescausetopessimisticthoughts orgrievances.Thereisstillmuchtocomplainabout,ifcomplainIshould,andmuchtobesorryfor,ifsorryIchoosetobe.Ironically,therelativelypeacefulandsatisfyinglifestyleinHuizhoumakesitallthemoreunbearablethatIshouldbesowillingtoconfinemyselftosuchanurbanexistenceasischaracteristicofanymetropolis.Isaythis,knowingonlytoowelltheprosandconsoflivinginthecountryandlivingintown,andIdon’tintendtodiminishinanywaythemeritsofurbanexistenceorbelittlethevaluesofthosewhowouldprefersuchalifestyle.Perhapsmypartiality,orifyouwill,myinclinationtowardsruralismhaslesstodowithmyvaluesorpersonalpursuitsthanitdoeswithmysingularlifeexperience,whichhasshapedmycharacter,mymannerofspeakingandwalking,andmostimportantly,myworldview.Moreover,achronicfeelingofrestlessnessandinsecurityovertheyearshascontributedlargelytomyemotionalvulnerability,whichmoreoftenthannotwillleadmetoavertunpleasantcommunicationwithpeoplewhomIdeemcapableofhurtingmyfeelings.Mypsychologicalweaknessandnaturalaversiontosocialinteraction,therefore,seemtobemoreofaresultofmyinferioritycomplex,whicharguablycamefromrepeatedfailures,thanofanythingelse.Giventhismentalcircumstance,it’seasyformetobecynical,tobepessimisticandtoblameothersormyfateforallthemisfortunesanddifficultiesofmylife.Fortunately,thejourneyItooktothatsmallcountycalledHuizhouhasshedsomepositivelightupontheverytruemeaningofhappinessandsimplesatisfaction,whichwasthenbeginningtodawnonme.NowI’velearntthatalthoughlifeisnotobligedtoworkoutasyouhaveplanned,youcansteeritinsuchadirectionasmayenableyoutopursueyourownhappiness,solongasyouworkhardandfocusonwhatyoucandobestandnotgetdistractedbycaprices ortrivialities.I’velearntthatalthoughtherearesomethingsthatarepredeterminedandcannotbechangedbymortalpower,therearemanymorethingsthatarenotandcanbechanged,providedthatwedonotthinktoomuchofourselves,notcryforthemoon,andalwaysremindourselvesofthevaluesandcommitmentsthatwilldefineourlives.Allinall,I’velearnttobegratefulforalltheblessingsthatGodallowsme,andallthehappinessandsuccessIhavehadthatItoooftenforget.God’sgracewillshineuponeverysingleoneofHisblessedsons,Ibelieve,aslongaswebelieveinProvidenceandtrytoliveourlivesasHeintendsusto:thatis,Isuppose,tolivewithathankfulheartfilledwithlove,gratificationandaboveall,gratitude.   ThesedaysIhavehadplentyofthingstoworryabout,andthere havebeen timeswhenIfear negativefeelings arecomingovermeagain.ButIknowthatIshouldspendmytimeandenergyonwhatIcandobest,andnotfoolaroundlikeIcouldbesomeonewhoIamnot.   Finally,Iwillconcludemysoliloquywithaclosingthoughtonmypostgraduateexamnextyear. Nowadays it’shardforpeopleto beginaconversationwithmewithoutaskinghowthingsaregoingwithmypreparation.TheyofcourseassumethatIshouldbeuptomyearsinpreparationnow,givenmyobviousweaknessinJapaneseandPolitics.Inresponse,Iwouldusuallysmileandshrugandsayinthemostcasualtone,   “Well,it’sstillallaboutEnglishatthispoint,’costhat’swhatIlove,andwhatIcandobest!”

    2009-09-20 09:49:06 作者:Timothy KOE
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  • I Got Your Back

       IhappenedtoreadaQQjournaltonight,byoneofmystudentsinHuidong,writteninsoplainandplaintivealanguagethatIassumeonemusthaveaheartofsteelnottobetouched.Thisshortessayofgrievance,whichIsubsequentlypostedonmyQ-zone,goestotheeffectthatshe,thisstudentofmine---let’ssayAnnasanalias---feelstroubledbecausewithherbirthdayapproaching,sheisafraidthatshemighthavetospendherbirthdayinabsolutesolitudethisyear,asshehasdonealltheseyearsfromcradle,withoutthecompanyoffriends,andworststill,withoutanyofthemknowingit,letalonecomplimentsorgifts.Sheproceedstorelatetwoofhermostdishearteningbirthdayexperiences:oneisabouthergoingtoabirthdayparty,heldnotforher,butforafriendofherswhohappenstoshareherbirthdate,andhowhavinghadtowitnessallthehullabaloounfoldingbeforeher,shewasforcedtofeeljealousbecauseshewassonearyetsoremovedfromthejoyandhappinessthatshewassupposedtopartakein.Theotherisaboutheroncepresumingtoaskherfriendsforbirthdaybestwishes,whichasyoumayguess,nevercame;afterwards,whenattheheightofherdisappointmentsheaskedherfriendswhy,shegotanotherblow:theyhadsentallthebestwishestotheguywhosharesherbirthdate,andnonetoher,becausetheythoughtitwasonlyhisbirthday…Sheendshercomplaintwithapathetictouchthatsuggeststhatmaybeherbirthdayhasbeengivenaway,isnotthere,andisnowheretobefound,oratleastnobodygivesadarnaboutit.   Attheriskofbeingaccusedofmakingamountainoutofamolehill,Iwillarguethatthislatestevidenceofhowoursociety,oursocialnetwork,andourso-calledfriendshipswithothersaretiltedunfairlytowardstheparticularlychosenfew,inneglectoftheequallydeservingmany,issomethingthatshouldnotonlyprovokemylongpent-upindignationaboutsocialinjusticeandunfairness,but moreimportantly,stirtheconscienceofeachandeveryoneofus,becauseyoucanfeelwithyourownheartthatthereissomethingfundamentallywrongandunacceptableintheindifferenceofAnn’sfriends,somethingsoinexcusablethatthefactthattheywerejustkidsthendoesn’tmakeitanylessso.IsupposeAnnisasensible,considerateandsoulfulgirlwhocaresmoreaboutothersthanshedoesherself,andthatshewillrememberthebirthdaysofthosewhomsheconsidersfriends,won"tshe?  Butwhattheheckcanbethereasonforthoseofherfriendsnottorememberhers??ThisissovexinglyunfairandintolerablethatIwouldchallengeanyonetomakeacounterargument.Apparently,wecansayhypothetically,butnotwithoutsomedegreeofcertainty,thatAnn,beingdewy-eyedandsimplistic,isapttobetakeninandtakenadvantageof,asallsimple-mindedfolksare,byanyoneinwhomshemayconfide,andwhatwecanhardlydisputeisthatthosewhoaremostlikelytohurtherfeelingsarethoseofherso-called“friends”,whoconsciouslyornot,willsometimesdegradethemselveswithgrossapathy,excessiveselfishness,and outrightoblivion,ifnotwithgreedandimposition,whicharethecommontraitsofapettyself-servingingrateandadouble-faceddouble-tonguedhypocrite.Hersimpledesireforashareofthehappinessandmerrimentthatfriendshipsupposedlyengendersislegitimateandwell-grounded,forshehasprovenworthyofit,butsadly,thiswishisnotalwaysviableinthecrueltyandremotenessofoursocietyandthemajorityofthosewhoconstituteit…Inshort,shesimplyfallsavictimtowhatsomepeoplecallthecrimeofcredulity---inthiscase,friendshipisculpable---notknowingthatasistrueofallthingsunderthesun, friendshipcansometimesbefalse,ifnotmostofthetime.    IfearI’mgoingalittletoofar,andhenceIshallstophere.

    2009-09-20 09:47:02 作者:Timothy KOE
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  • A Day by Myself

    Isleptadreamfulsleep,andwhenIwokeup,Ifeltjusttoobad:somelingeringvestigeofacoldhadnotyetgoneaway;mybodyfeltallbutnumbfromweariness;andmymoodwasexpectedlybad.Flippingopenthelidofmycellphone,Isawitwasalready9o’clock.“Gosh!Ioversleptagain!”Iheavedadeepsighofregretandtossedaboutinbeduneasily,tryingtoshakeoffmydepression.Thenlyingtherestifflylikesomeonewhoisdyingandneedsspecialcare,Iturnedoverallthestuffthathappenedtocrossmymindandkeptaskingquestionsthatkeptbafflingme.Finallywithanotherdeepsigh,Imusteredallmywillpowerandgotup.Afterdoingalltheformalitiesandnecessitiesthatamanissupposedtodoaftergettingup,Isatdownbeforethecomputerscreenandmechanicallypressedthebuttontobootit.ItwasonlythenightbeforethatIhadthoughtofgettingupearlythenextdaytorejoinmycompanionsingoingtothestudyhall,butsadlyIhadjustletmyselfdownagain…BeforeIcouldthinkanyfurther,IhadeagerlyloggedonwithmyQQtocheckmypersonalinfocentre,clickinghereandtheretoseewhohadwrittenwhat,whohadchangedhisorherQQautograph,whohadaddednewtouchestohisorherQQmood,andjustasimportantly,whohadcometomyzone.Ifeltanaddictivefascination,aninexpressibleraptureaboutsomethingIalwaysconsiderconsuming,whenIwasdoingallthisandwhenIlatermademyroundsofthosezonesthatpromisedsomeinterestandfun.Allthisdone,Iwasnotdone,yet:seeingthatfewpeoplewereonline,Ikeptscrollingupanddownthelistofallmyfriendsinanaimlessandlistlessmannerthatdefiedsensiblelogics.Thesilenceandsolitudeirkedme,andtheboredomsaddenedmeinsopoignantawaythatIjustfeltIgottadosomething,somethingthatkeptmefromthinkingorIwouldfallintothenegativespiralofpessimismagain.EventuallyIsettleddownandcontentedmyselfwithwatchingLateShowwithDavidLettermanfortherestofthemorning.It’salwayssomuchfunwatchingit.Atnoon,Ihadtomakeshiftwithdiningalone.Well,Ilikethat,althoughIwouldpreferthecompanyofsomepeople,andIguessnooneonthiscampuscanbemoreaccustomedtodiningalonethanme,suchaconfirmedloner.SowiththejoythatIhadderivedfromwatchingthelateshow,Itriedtoliftupmyspirits,relivingthejokesthatDavehadmade,chucklingasIpreparedtogoout.However,therewerealwayssoberingdowners.Ilookedinthemirror,anditcametomindthatIhadn’twashedmyhairthenightbefore,myfacehadn’tbeenshavedfordaysandIlookedjustaswearyandmelancholyasIfeltinward.Isighedagain,likeadesperateprisoner,puttingonmyslacksandslippersinsteadofshoesandsox,andwentoutwithoutcombingmyhairorchangingmyT-shirt,knowingthatIhadnoonetopleaseandnoonetocarethatmuchabout. Notwantingtohearunpleasantdiscourse,andcertainlynotwantingtowastetime,ItookmyMP3withmeandstartedlisteningtoEnglish.MyMP3,unlikeothers’,containsnosongsandnomusicwhatsoever,butEnglishspeechesandnewsbroadcasts.SoasImademywaytothecanteen,IheardObama’svoiceringinginmyearsasifhewererighttherespeakingtome:“Thankyousomuch.Goodafternoon.IamhonoredtobeinthetimelesscityofCairoandtobehostedbytworemarkableinstitutions.Foroverathousandyears…”Istoodinlinetobuymymealticket,lookingimpatientlyandindifferentlyatthosebeforeme.Ifelthollowinsideanddidn’tknowwhyIwasdoingwhatIwasdoing.Mybodyfeltlikeitwasnotdictatedtobymywill,butbysomeinvisiblehandthatrunsmybodythroughthedailyroutinesofmyboringlife,devoidofpurejoybutrifewithtroublingsorrows,withwhichIhavetoconstantlycontend.Iutteredanothersighofdisappointment,themeresightofstrangers,especiallymen,fillingmewithcontemptanddisgust…Lateron,sittingdowntotakemylunch,Ihadtomakesurethattherewasnobodyaroundwhocouldrecognizemeforfearthatmysloppy,down-heartedappearancetodayshouldshockhim.AsImunchedonmylunch,IkeptmyattentionfocusedonwhatIwaslisteningto:“Solettherebenodoubt:IslamisapartofAmerica,andIbelievethatAmericaholdswithinherthetruththatregardlessofrace,religionorstationinlife,allofussharecommonaspirations:toliveinpeaceandsecurity…”Isattherequietly,almostlosttothesurroundingworld,likeaghost,astatuethatdespairsofeverything,paysnoattention,asksnoneandcaresnotabit.Backinmydormroom,Ifoundmyroommatesstilldeepinsleep,andcouldn’thelpbutwonderhowsomepeoplecoulddowithonlyonemealadaywhilemostoftheothersneedthree.Isatdown,andthinkingofmygraduationtrip,couldn’tinhibitanothersighofdisappointment.“Letitgohang,”Ithoughttomyself,“It’ssopoorlyplannedthatyoujustcan’tunderstandthewaysomepeoplethink.Itturnsmeoff!Ihavetoreconsidermyoptions.” WhileIwassodistracted,thegreatspeechwenton,“Thishistoryiswellknown.Ratherthanremaintrappedinthepast,I’vemadeitcleartoIran’sleadersandpeoplethatmycountryispreparedtomoveforward…”

    2009-09-19 17:33:58 作者:Timothy KOE
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  • A Serious Note

    Aspartofanefforttofightpseudo-friendshipandpseudo-mutualism,Inowdeclarethatasoftoday,accesstothisQ-zoneofminewillbeindefinitelydeniedtothosewhoserelationshipswithmeInowseriouslycallinquestion.Thesepeople includesomeofmyclassmates,someofmyex-classmates,someofmyself-proclaimedfriends,andsomeofmynominalfriendswhoarealwaysreadytoaskforhelp,butneversothoughtfulastoreciprocate.I’msickandtiredofthempreyingonmysimple-mindedadherencetothefriendshipsthatIthoughtwerewell-establishedandwellpastdoubtbetweenus.   Again,Icouldn’tbemoreserious,havingbeenrepeatedlydisillusionedanddisabusedbythedisappointingwordsandactionsofsomepeopleonwhomIoncebestowedsomuchaffectionandexertion.    Iftheworstshouldcometotheworst,andifeventskeepgoingbeyondmymortalcontrol,thenfurthermeasures,includingbreakingofftheentirebondofwhatevertenuousfriendshipandacquaintanceshipmayexist,willbeseriouslyconsideredasanoptionorasthelastresorttoprotectmyvulnerablefeelingsfromtheself-servingegosofsomeunworthypeople.   Herewithletthisoverallmessagebeheard:Iamnobody"sfoolandIamangryaboutbeingtakenadvantageof!!!

    2009-09-19 16:05:16 作者:Timothy KOE
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