tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65237214393022195372011-07-08T04:34:32.208-07:00弗提太太的祕密花園詩裡的世界只有寫的人才懂Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.comBlogger461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-13888719426619427902010-06-16T12:40:00.000-07:002010-06-17T18:23:45.365-07:00枒新枝, 暖暖著芬芳<br />冒出春天的影子<br />風兒吹過, 鳥兒停過<br />搖搖晃晃, 又是一季的成長<br /><br />慵懶的是陽光<br />暈頭轉向的是忘了抬頭望的我<br />慌亂地試圖捕捉那未踏下的腳印<br />半睡半醒裡 <br />七零八落地拼貼一棵可以倚靠的幻想<br /><br />幾個不安穩的噴嚏<br />抖落了昏暗裡 一樹的汲汲營營<br />滑下的幾滴淚<br />得好好拾起<br />清醒時, 用來灌溉<br />擁抱我的那棵大樹和那棵小小樹<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-1388871942661942790?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-82545079596753851522010-01-03T08:42:00.001-08:002010-01-03T08:42:59.514-08:00荒蕪自從那場浪漫的雪以後<br />這片地便荒蕪了<br /><br />雪後的陽光是柔和的<br />柔和地讓人疼惜黑夜的啼哭<br />卻也叫我<br />一再錯過耕耘的時日<br />終至 遺忘春天的樣子<br /><br />記憶裏仍框著的<br />是你那鑲著銀白色的邊的<br />那份真 那份純 那份美<br /><br />無眠的惺忪裏<br />雪 又開始下了<br />落在我<br />額前的白髮上<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8254507959675385152?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-90180186174664143782009-08-22T13:49:00.000-07:002009-09-01T14:25:04.714-07:00讀詩, 讀我<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SpBctnhC1eI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lN0DWHW6fro/s1600-h/summer_garden2_2436sat.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SpBctnhC1eI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lN0DWHW6fro/s200/summer_garden2_2436sat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372896294224451042" /></a><br /><br />那些冰封在年輕歲月裏的善感多愁<br />隨風 隨那握了又放的楊柳<br />飄向了異鄉的星空<br /><br />在褪去了感傷以後<br />夜 便多了幾分自由<br />縱容我 帶著些許自戀<br />翻攪生活裏的疲憊,浪漫,和偶有的寂寞<br /><br />當拾得了一點點頓悟與感動的時候<br />我便努力用那傳承了千年的語言<br />拼湊出通關的密語<br /><br />星星聽見以後<br />總會微笑地對我眨眨眼<br />然後 領我進入那美麗的花園<br /><br />親愛的<br />白天我沒有對你提的種種<br />我都在這兒向花兒說了<br /><br />我的言語 你不需懂<br />你只需 在睡前輕吻我<br />懂我賞花和栽花的快樂就夠<br /><br />(picture from Lisa Palombo's paintings)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-9018018617466414378?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-36900112037275252242009-06-21T18:45:00.000-07:002009-06-21T18:54:43.999-07:00搖到外婆橋<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Sj7kVdGgLQI/AAAAAAAAALI/w9i5jx-GJA4/s1600-h/HouseAndWesleyJune2009+005.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Sj7kVdGgLQI/AAAAAAAAALI/w9i5jx-GJA4/s200/HouseAndWesleyJune2009+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349964464603016450" /></a><br />終於 你回應了我的等待<br />在濛濛的雨 下過之後<br />那姍姍的腳步 踏向船頭<br />踏開了江面的霧<br /><br />篙已撐起<br />江岸的蘆葦 窣窣著天邊的遐想<br />我攜著你 同這艘船 劃過江面<br />瞇著汗濕的眼睛 回頭望<br />年輕時 那些習以為常的美景<br />竟 清楚地 模糊了起來<br /><br />搖啊搖 搖啊搖<br />搖到外婆橋<br />外婆說我好寶寶<br />外婆給我一塊糕<br /><br />一直到 秋霜灑落髮鬢<br />我才能將你搖到 江的那頭<br />在瑟瑟的風裏 看著你上岸<br /><br />岸上 有屬於你的春日<br />屬於你的 天寬地廣<br />而屬於我的<br />是江上 你曾有過的一哭一笑<br />伴著我 伴著這艘船<br />擺渡回憶與思念<br /><br />搖啊搖 搖啊搖<br />搖到外婆橋<br /><br />那溫柔的哼唱<br />盈盈了冬日的江月<br /><br />岸上的你<br />一定 聽得見<br />一定 看得見<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3690011203727525224?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-28554239621546083842009-06-13T16:26:00.000-07:002009-06-13T16:36:48.516-07:00逝<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SjQ3Q5pkVVI/AAAAAAAAALA/oSZVVGVVgBY/s1600-h/rocky_coast.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SjQ3Q5pkVVI/AAAAAAAAALA/oSZVVGVVgBY/s200/rocky_coast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346959421088224594" /></a><br />我在沉思與抉擇裏<br />游了好久<br />疲倦地 擺蕩出 一波波的皺紋<br />刻畫在 那已不熟悉的眼角上<br /><br />逃離一張網<br />又游向另一張<br />掙扎 是必然的吧<br /><br />必然裏<br />我等待著 對魚歌唱的人<br />幻想 乘著歌聲<br />躍往如茵的天堂<br /><br />你開口唱了<br />而我才發覺<br />聆聽的耳朵<br />不在我這一身的鱗亮<br /><br />我是魚<br />我的雙眼 沒有淚<br />卻叫心傷 注滿了整片海洋<br /><br />但請你仍繼續地唱啊<br />在我被冰凍 肢解 或者風乾以後<br />讓你的歌聲 帶著鹹鹹苦苦的藍<br />奮力地拍擊 孤傲的礁岩<br />在你眷顧的眼眸裡<br />激打 我美麗的心傷<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2855423962154608384?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-47712046911464968622009-05-11T07:10:00.000-07:002009-05-11T07:12:27.886-07:00與你在自在裏相遇<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SggyE-RENdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vhpUV_mOUNY/s1600-h/pineTree_lake.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SggyE-RENdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vhpUV_mOUNY/s200/pineTree_lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334568819635795410" /></a><br />一直知道<br />那片松林其實離我不遠<br />即使, 身邊沒有一棵樹<br /><br />四週的牆<br />冰冷著絕對的厚實<br />嘈雜, 卻不時地穿透牆內牆外 <br /><br />林裏的那面湖<br />想必, 仍映著你的身影<br /><br />讀你的身影<br />我的牆, 才有一面寧靜的窗<br /><br /><br />窗前, 陽光灑下微微的松影<br />踮起腳尖<br />沐浴在這柔柔的溫暖裏<br />心, 便自在起來<br /><br />而奔往湖畔的門在哪兒呢?<br />帶著自在的心<br />提起筆<br />門, 就伊呀地開了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-4771204691146496862?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-37189208456518710462009-03-08T16:21:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:32:38.403-07:00風鈴.遊子<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SbRUgnw6XwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/AA5ssd4v_0M/s1600-h/wind_chime.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SbRUgnw6XwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/AA5ssd4v_0M/s200/wind_chime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310962779983339266" /></a><br />離家的時候<br />風的腳步 是無憂的<br />窗前的叮鈴鈴聲中<br />我將年輕的無畏與懵懂<br />串成一襲繽紛的顏色<br />在遠行的瀟灑裏<br />看無憂的風 留下的腳印<br /><br />闖蕩異鄉的年歲裏<br />風的來去 是冷酷的<br />門外的叮鈴鈴聲中<br />我將生活的彷徨與寂寞<br />串成一簾美麗的扇貝<br />在拼搏的浪濤裏<br />握著的冷冷的風 淘出的堅強<br /><br />尋得真愛的那刻<br />風的低語 是甜蜜的<br />階前的叮鈴鈴聲中<br />我將牽手的幸福與滿足<br />串成一顆晶瑩的心<br />在平凡的日子裏<br />享受溫暖的風 帶來的跳動<br /><br />為人父母之後<br />風的吹拂 是溫柔的<br />園內的叮鈴鈴聲中<br />我將親情的牽系與期望<br />串成一排蜿蜒的琴鍵<br />在無邪的笑裏<br />聽溫柔的風 彈奏成長的旋律<br /><br />當孩子離家以後啊<br />風的游走 是落寞的<br />庭外的叮鈴鈴聲中<br />我將分離的牽掛與不舍<br />串成一環漫漫的鄉愁<br />在回憶裏<br />念著昔日窗前 無憂的叮鈴鈴 叮鈴鈴<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3718920845651871046?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-66597040483896207292009-02-02T14:38:00.000-08:002009-02-14T09:21:43.196-08:00窗內的女奴<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SYd5SG5ET-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/qkPltqbISo8/s1600-h/nursing.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SYd5SG5ET-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/qkPltqbISo8/s200/nursing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298336838619254754" /></a><br /><br />我的育嬰房有兩扇窗<br />向北的那扇 望的是漫長的冬天<br />向西的那扇 望的是等待春來的後院<br /><br />坐在哺乳的搖椅前<br />窗里和窗外的距離<br />看不清是近是遠<br /><br />陽光耀眼的時分<br />鄰舍的孩子在窗外嬉戲追逐<br />陰靄微冷的遲暮<br />那已近稀疏的柏樹<br />又往院里引來<br />肆意啃食而面無表情的野鹿<br /><br />待黑夜到來<br />滿天的星子 拖著男人風流的遐想<br />閃爍著種種女奴的故事<br />我小心呵護著浪漫的那頁<br />不愿讓它教你的啼哭給湮濕了<br /><br />窗內<br />你還沒學會微笑的小臉<br />轉動著無邪的眼睛<br />那些理所當然的任性<br />延長了已剪的臍帶<br />禁錮著疲憊的我<br /><br />窗外<br />婆娑漫舞的女奴們<br />羨慕著我的不自由<br />在你 信任而忠實地 <br />貼在我懷中的時候<br /><br />====<br /><br />鄭愁予 <窗外的女奴><br />方窗<br /> 這小小的一方夜空，寶一樣藍的，有看東方光澤的，使我成為波斯人了。<br /> 當綴作我底冠飾之前，曾為那些女奴拭過，遂教我有了埋起它的意念。<br /> 只要闔攏我底睫毛，它便被埋起了。 它會是墓宮中藍幽幽的甬道，<br /> 我便攜著女奴們，一步一個吻地走出來。<br /><br /> 圓窗<br /> 這小小的一環晴空，是澆了磁的，盤子似的老是盛看那麼一塊雲。<br /> 獨餐的愛好，已是少年時的事了。 哎！我卻盼望著夜晚來；<br /> 夜晚來，空杯便有酒，盤子中出現的那些……那些不愛走動的女奴們總是癡肥的。<br /><br /> 字窗<br /> 我是面南的神，裸著的臂用紗樣的黑夜纏繞。于是，垂在腕上的星星是我的女奴。神的女奴，是有名字的。 取一個，忘一個，有時會呼錯。有時，把她們攬在窗的四肢內，讓她們轉，風車樣地去說爭風的話。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6659704048389620729?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-26031870250173478722008-12-16T11:04:00.000-08:002008-12-20T15:37:26.872-08:00冬釀<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SU2BqPCzibI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8KkNyJEHg8g/s1600-h/dongniang+copy.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SU2BqPCzibI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8KkNyJEHg8g/s200/dongniang+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282020500568246706" /></a><br />當秋葉 散落成一地的無可奈何<br />枝頭 搖曳的仍是最美麗的剪影<br /><br />暮色中醒來<br />我不惆悵<br />我靜看北風在髮際 灑下糖霜<br />要它將青春 更濃烈地釀<br /><br />釀剪枝的傷<br />釀花開的迷惘<br />釀一樹的果實 成熟的香<br /><br />我的甜 不再是夏日嬌嫩的蜜桃<br />而是杯醉人的酒<br />待交心的人 細細品嘗<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2603187025017347872?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-65803260447027211822008-11-21T09:51:00.000-08:002008-12-02T10:28:29.748-08:00茶香<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SSb4nT5s6YI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0coy-yPTr2w/s1600-h/tea_pot_cup.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SSb4nT5s6YI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0coy-yPTr2w/s200/tea_pot_cup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271173768124623234" /></a><br />我們相約<br />在蜜糖溶化的溫度裡<br />共品一盞茶<br /><br />音樂剛好 光線也剛好<br /><br />你化作我手裡的陶胚<br />在緊緊揉撫與深深吻允間<br />煉燒了完美的曲線<br /><br />我化作你指尖的嫩葉<br />在溫柔嚐舔與來回輕觸間<br />舒展成雨後的花園<br /><br />時間剛好 心情也剛好<br /><br />完美的曲線 穿梭在雨後的花園<br />奔馳再奔馳 沸騰著滾滾濃郁<br />柔柔輕風 撫過溪谷和山巔<br />微吟伴微吟 輕吐著陣陣餘香<br /><br />溫度剛好 濃淡也剛好 <br /><br />我們 溶化了蜜糖<br />然後 倚偎在彼此在微笑的眼裡<br />共品愛與幸福的回盪<br /><br />==雲雨好詩: <a href="http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/wayfarer12/3/1311118054/20081111182803/">雲門深處 </a><a href="http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/daphne0720/3/1311225051/20081119231645/">繾綣晨曦 </a><a href="http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/daphne0720/3/1311173961/20081115230913/">海波浪</a>==<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6580326044702721182?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-62790716787926271772008-10-28T12:59:00.000-07:002008-10-28T13:03:25.938-07:00我看見了<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SQdwB1zWynI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fRN_pBJwIyU/s1600-h/Hawaii_Rainbow.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SQdwB1zWynI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fRN_pBJwIyU/s200/Hawaii_Rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262297866530376306" /></a><br />是的 我看到了那一片草原<br />但 你說的活力與奔放<br />在哪兒？我怎麼沒看見？<br /><br />是的 我看到了白雲點點<br />但 你說的 舒適與自在<br />在哪兒？ 我怎麼也看不見？<br /><br />我們就這樣走著<br />直到 我側過身 看著你的雙眼<br />啊 那雙哼著歌的眼裡 我看見<br />草原裡 有我<br />白雲上有我<br />草原和白雲外<br />你和我并坐在彎彎的彩虹<br />舒適而自在地<br />享受屬于我們的活力與奔放<br /><br />不在你手指的遠方<br />在你那哼著歌的眼裡<br />看見了 我看見了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6279071678792627177?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-58840374815480487082008-10-24T15:08:00.000-07:002008-10-24T15:23:34.593-07:00只羨鴛鴦石兒羨慕流水自在地奔走<br />流水羨慕石兒有歇息的角落<br /><br />草兒羨慕風箏能隨風飛翔<br />風箏羨慕草兒能生根成長<br /><br />我羨慕你那美麗的藍色眼睛<br />你那美麗的藍色眼睛<br />羨慕我闖蕩天涯的勇氣<br /><br />石兒追不上流水<br />草兒留不住風箏<br />你的眼卻望穿了我的天涯<br />映著一對鴛鴦<br />優游 這一池寧靜<br /><br /><詩友會主題詩:羨慕><br />==<br />好久沒發詩了,其實這兩個多月來,也按詩友會的題寫了兩首,但自己並不是那麼喜歡...,也許是最近忙,不像從前可以靜下心來從容地寫,也許是已經沒有寫詩的靈性了...<br />會貼這首,其實是因為很喜歡下面這首歌...寫這首詩的時候,腦海裡一直出現著這首歌的旋律,詩不好,就欣賞一下歌吧.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDeus3TraM0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDeus3TraM0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-5884037481548048708?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-34559343450665709122008-10-24T15:01:00.000-07:002008-10-25T09:02:33.797-07:00問候<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SQJHAegEJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/g9lWJeiCNhw/s1600-h/beach-at-ecola.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SQJHAegEJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/g9lWJeiCNhw/s200/beach-at-ecola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260845388235286402" /></a><br /><br />我向瀛瀛的大海<br />投擲了一枚想念<br />明知 那圈圈擴散的漣漪<br />終究 無法碰觸 遠方的你<br /><br />守在孤獨的海岸<br />望著無邊無際的藍<br />手機的鈴聲 劃破寧靜<br />傳來的 <br />正是你熟悉的聲音<br /><br /><詩友會主題詩:朋友><br />===<br />一直很希望能和詩友會的朋友有進一步的交流,但我實在懶得轉到PC Home的新聞台下,所以一直孤僻地躲在自己的花園裡...千朔的問候,讓我意外,但似乎也督促我"交功課",,,希望藉由這份督促,我能再找回寫詩的感覺...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3455934345066570912?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-2340661980069319112008-08-19T10:08:00.000-07:002008-09-20T06:05:45.559-07:00他們不再蓋磚房<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SKr_OFpobYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X9MrRhP14ZU/s1600-h/brickwalk2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SKr_OFpobYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X9MrRhP14ZU/s200/brickwalk2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236278134271667586" /></a><br /><br />像是散落一地的文明<br />那曾艱苦熬過的燒煉<br />隨著科技的日新月異<br />隨著價值與人性的搖擺<br />崩裂 坍塌<br /><br />絢麗的世界裡<br />堆砌永恒需要太高的代價<br />於是<br />你鋪排成一道道沒有目的地的小徑<br />裝點新世代的繁華<br /><br />我走在古典幽靜的紅磚步道上<br />臨著一座座象征財富與夢想的高樓<br />拈掉了幾株不該從隙縫中竄出的雜草<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-234066198006931911?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-84099224223703285882008-07-29T19:30:00.000-07:002008-07-30T09:13:39.468-07:00倚窗<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SJCTJRoGNmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AJ9jcyFRMyI/s1600-h/Dancing-Iris-by-window.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SJCTJRoGNmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AJ9jcyFRMyI/s200/Dancing-Iris-by-window.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840954936833634" /></a><br /><br />謝謝你 帶我離開陰暗的角落<br />給了我這一扇窗<br />讓我在<br />溫暖裡 看冬日的飛雪<br />蔭涼裡 看夏日的豔陽<br /><br />窗外的蜂與蝶都與我無關<br />我只在你的心裏開落<br />用真誠的嬌艷<br />換取你忠實的潤澤和滋養<br /><br />月月 年年<br />花開 是永恆的春天<br />花謝 是美麗的眷戀<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8409922422370328588?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-37806684445667323552008-07-23T11:43:00.001-07:002008-07-23T12:19:08.016-07:00鏡前<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SId-e7TzK6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gLUksGxPjcs/s1600-h/belly.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SId-e7TzK6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/gLUksGxPjcs/s200/belly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226284962368662434" /></a><br />昨夜 我離開了臺前<br />遲疑的腳步<br />模糊了鏡中的自己<br />失去了舞臺的光芒<br />我看不清 站在鏡前的<br />是個什麼樣身影<br /><br />念著旁人的眼光<br />我努力地笑著<br />鏡裡 鏡外<br />卻只見顫抖與彷徨<br /><br />直到 你的形影伴我出現<br />那模糊的面容才漸漸清楚<br />屋外很亮<br />我卻滿足于屋裡微微的光<br />讓你的輪廓<br />為鏡裡的容顏 畫上新的神采<br /><br />數著歲月的年輪<br />我淡淡地笑了<br />鏡裡 鏡外<br />映射出 另一片寬廣<br />===<br />給所有曾為家庭將事業擱下的母親<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3780668444566732355?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-57913210431152706832008-07-14T11:54:00.000-07:002008-07-14T12:11:16.313-07:00井<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SHukWWi_dUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HVhxzx0r8MY/s1600-h/well.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SHukWWi_dUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HVhxzx0r8MY/s200/well.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222948896782644546" /></a><br /><br />那是一口深情的井<br />井的主人柔柔呼喚<br />備好歡愉 等我探取<br /><br />轆轤兒 時而沉重 時兒輕盈<br />咿呀呀地聲響<br />促我 推搖更加勁<br /><br />啪嗒一注的傾瀉<br />解了渴<br />淋漓了暢快<br /><br />井的主人笑了<br />我也笑了<br /><br />＝＝＝<br />打了馬賽克的限制級...自己想像吧！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-5791321043115270683?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-86209925147334075352008-07-02T08:15:00.000-07:002008-07-23T12:03:01.973-07:00心的飛翔<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGueVKajElI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s0eMYJqdKg0/s1600-h/bike.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGueVKajElI/AAAAAAAAAGE/s0eMYJqdKg0/s200/bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438679648997970" /></a><br />明日的紅歌手<br />今日在修車廠補輪胎<br />快樂哼著歌的他啊<br />是昨日玩汽車的小小孩<br />小小孩的單車騎呀騎<br />騎往那人生的大舞台<br />舞台上美麗的詩 伴斜陽<br />帶著心飛翔到 蒼穹之外<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8620992514733407535?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-50508339125822282132008-07-02T08:11:00.000-07:002008-07-02T08:15:21.927-07:00天浴<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGua0_fkPVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5NlvlmiA-fg/s1600-h/xiuxiu.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGua0_fkPVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/5NlvlmiA-fg/s200/xiuxiu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218434828426558802" /></a><br />遼闊的草原上<br />風 雨 雲 都在等待<br />等待豔陽 溫暖這一池冰冷冷的過往<br />等待我 洗盡無奈與荒唐<br />在風中 與你說<br />在雨裡 同你泣<br />在雲端 繫上新的希望<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-5050833912582228213?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-82380887269183054362008-06-26T16:48:00.000-07:002008-06-27T19:16:58.371-07:00記起風中的凝綠<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGQuhkuKC6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/U602MjaYNWw/s1600-h/Volley_ball.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SGQuhkuKC6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/U602MjaYNWw/s200/Volley_ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216345422729710498" /></a><br /><br />卸下黑裙 換了鞋<br />危樓裡的憂鬱 便在黃昏時的球場<br />幻化作一朵燦爛的花<br /><br />哨音催促著腳步 <br />腳步催促著花辦與風的追逐<br />我撲 我躍 我扣 我傾 <br />磨蹭了膝 紅腫了雙臂<br />只為與妳<br />托起同有的青春 同有的夢<br /><br />隔著那張輕易就看穿的網<br />那呼嘯而來 急驟而去的<br />是多年之後 想念的曾經<br /><br />當風停 語停 汗涔涔地流下<br />那一襲青衫 <br />更往心口 牢牢貼緊<br /><br />===<br />高中最甜蜜的回憶—打排球<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8238088726918305436?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-63740272553462117812008-06-18T10:21:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:36:25.631-07:00音符因著那把吉他<br />我們在椰風裡走過四年的歡笑<br />在分飛後的聚首裡 <br />仍唱著曾有過的旋律 <br />細說<br />你的戎裝 她的嫁裳 我的遠渡重洋<br /><br />因著心中的共鳴<br />我們的旅程繫著甜蜜的交集<br />在闊別後的思念裡<br />敲打著各自的節奏 <br />傾聽<br />誰已飛黃 誰愛飄盪 誰將為人爹娘 <br /><br />因著漸增的年歲<br />生活中的 忙碌 紛擾 浪漫 驕傲<br />都在無法遠行的今夏<br />延燒成 屋內的百般無聊<br />我只想<br />放一首 輕柔的歌<br />撥弄那琴弦 <br />享受 巴西的海浪 阿根廷的艷陽<br />和著 椰林的風 <br />吹撫過的 年少時光<br /><br />===<br />想念你們,79/80 台大吉他!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sld0nrF_FI8&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sld0nrF_FI8&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6374027255346211781?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-80070577267509352052008-06-11T20:13:00.000-07:002008-06-24T07:34:59.113-07:0040週的過境<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SFlHzQ28I-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/1wwqr8VFX2g/s1600-h/Expecting_mother.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SFlHzQ28I-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/1wwqr8VFX2g/s200/Expecting_mother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213276989682361314" /></a><br />這一次 <br />愛的精靈終於衝進了聖地<br />駐紮進神秘的水晶球裡<br />開啟了你的心跳<br /><br />于是<br />我踏入九個月的甜蜜煎熬<br />曾有的狂野<br />也因你啣著的愛與夢<br />甘心劃下句號<br /><br />過境 是漫長<br />是你我共同擁有的成長<br /><br />當你自我體內出境那天<br />定會不捨地啼哭<br />而我 也勢將泛著淚<br />看你勇敢地來到這個國度<br /><br />===<br />寶寶預產期和我生日同一天喔!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8007057726750935205?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-31399844105382237932008-05-23T19:53:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:30:58.280-07:00煙花<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SDeD6nqOFSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FX8tNE3Hk-M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SDeD6nqOFSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FX8tNE3Hk-M/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203772937551615266" /></a><br />夏日微風吹<br />臥倚河岸旁<br />芳草油油綠<br />國慶樂交響<br /><br />樂終煙花起<br />人海狂如浪<br />十指緊相扣<br />唯恐離散慌<br /><br />煙花叢叢麗<br />漫天奪目亮<br />兩人心深處<br />亦見微微光<br /><br />蜿蜒紅磚道<br />幽靜老舍房<br />細雨淅淅下<br />內心似朝陽<br />===<br />詩友會奇人不少...受了藏龍大哥的鼓勵,這次也玩玩古詩...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3139984410538223793?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-26352287926411544352008-05-23T08:25:00.000-07:002008-06-24T07:37:35.009-07:00牽手<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SDbiRHqOFRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Xu665E2uFqs/s1600-h/fireworks_over_the_charles_river-Boston.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SDbiRHqOFRI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Xu665E2uFqs/s200/fireworks_over_the_charles_river-Boston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203595203214972178" /></a><br />那年七月<br />查理士河畔的煙火<br />交扣了你我的掌心<br /><br />絢爛的天空裡<br />一個不被看見的小點<br />閃爍著屬于你我的屬于<br />那微微的光<br />永遠了 夏的浪花<br />擊打出一片綠油油的交響樂<br /><br />走在蜿蜒的紅磚步道上<br />小雨 多情地下了起來<br />而我們卻在彼此的笑裡<br />看到一顆暖暖的太陽<br /><br />===<br />是我先去牽他的喔!牽了以後,他就緊緊握著..大概整個晚上都沒放<br />九年多了...每次牽他都還是覺得很幸福... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2635228792641154435?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-22689407125862231322008-05-10T06:43:00.000-07:002008-06-24T07:42:39.425-07:00初吻<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SCWqd2JA22I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rRJ6wcQIxSM/s1600-h/starry_night_lake.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SCWqd2JA22I/AAAAAAAAAFU/rRJ6wcQIxSM/s200/starry_night_lake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198748774595353442" /></a><br /><br />在這靜謐的夜里<br />我划向你的湖心<br />水草和游魚都已睡了<br />緩緩 輕輕 別將他們驚醒<br /><br />你的呼吸 <br />是柔柔的晚風<br />撩起圈圈漣漪<br />慢慢將我推進<br /><br />你的掌心<br />握著盈盈的月光<br />在羞澀的雙唇間<br />灑映夜的美麗<br /><br />今夜 我將醉倒在湖底<br />倚著你的肩膀<br />看滿天星星<br />=====<br /><br />夜是美麗的...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2268940712586223132?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-82668917929474965522008-04-25T08:13:00.000-07:002008-09-20T06:11:16.860-07:00凱旋<span id="hemiclaim" style="display:none">hemidemi_a297dd2bd4c963f280bafd1dd7f8fcdaa9d0a08f</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SBH1l1bm03I/AAAAAAAAAEk/8b_CXx7J_2c/s1600-h/santa_Monica.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SBH1l1bm03I/AAAAAAAAAEk/8b_CXx7J_2c/s200/santa_Monica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193201875681727346" /></a><br />我扳扣手中的機槍<br />連發散射美利堅的神采<br />邪惡，在烽火中逃亡<br />正義，從來就只屬于勝利的一方<br /><br />不明白的是<br />隆隆的炮響<br />聽來為何都似<br />你襁褓中的啼哭<br /><br />孩子，你應該為我歡笑<br />不需太久，真的不需太久<br />我將帶著榮耀回到你身旁<br />==<br />終于，我帶著榮耀回到你身旁<br />在這平靜的海灘<br />沉澱昨日的狂沙巨浪<br /><br />開始學步的你<br />帶著無邪的笑靨<br />將鮮花,放在我胸前<br />我努力想掙開眼，將你看仔細<br />卻只看見沙漠中流離的孩子<br />一雙雙仇視的核色眼睛<br /><br />孩子，你應該為我哭泣<br />像那些無助的伊拉克孩子<br />為他們死去的父親<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKrxP77LFK4&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AKrxP77LFK4&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8266891792947496552?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-3168012136829803722008-04-13T15:48:00.000-07:002008-04-13T16:24:11.605-07:00行囊師承的理想，扛上了肩膀<br />大筆揮灑，為異鄉的土地種下芬芳<br />華裔，非華裔的孩子<br />語帶青澀地追逐<br />文化里深藏的奧秘<br />研磨層層的疑惑，細細釀煮成香醇的領悟<br />究竟多少個因為，才能成就<br />所謂的所以？<br />加載了自信的行囊，在回首的剎那<br />油然，輕盈了起來<br /><br />(知道我想說什麼嗎?首字直讀就對了!)<br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJ4iO_fw5jk&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CJ4iO_fw5jk&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-316801213682980372?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-48678029516713791802008-04-13T15:37:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:33:27.542-07:00心願<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SAKNiNP8oII/AAAAAAAAAEc/aDH_Sv07Ch4/s1600-h/toddler-flowers.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/SAKNiNP8oII/AAAAAAAAAEc/aDH_Sv07Ch4/s200/toddler-flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188865339495850114" /></a><br />我在乍暖還寒的季節里<br />想起朋友那學步的孩子<br />要他嘟起<br />個性的<br />小嘴<br />大方地獻上一個吻<br />為我祝福<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-4867802951671379180?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-83425193916303767772008-03-31T06:51:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:33:51.256-07:00離家的女兒 Sunset in Cape Cod<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R_DxDaGPuSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-KHMjr50BU8/s1600-h/Cap_Cod.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 8px 8px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R_DxDaGPuSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-KHMjr50BU8/s200/Cap_Cod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183908211950860578" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R_DxDqGPuTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VwHDjMNZelg/s1600-h/Cape-Cod-Eastham-Sun-Set071.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R_DxDqGPuTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VwHDjMNZelg/s200/Cape-Cod-Eastham-Sun-Set071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183908216245827890" /></a><br /><br /><br />沿著你粗壯的臂膀，緩緩地行走，<br />在鱈魚角的黃昏裡,<br />溫習那被保護的溫柔。<br /><br />海潮越靠越近,卻似乎已用盡挽留的氣力，<br />落寞地對腳印說：<br />_這兒不是等待日落的地方。<br />_她已帶走滿天金光，離開我的胸膛，<br />_黑夜之前,她終將,<br />_在另一個懷抱落腳，洒映昏黄。<br /><br />腳印為海，踏出一彎淺淺的笑，<br />迎著風中搖曳的蘆葦，對他說：<br />_日，落在遠方，<br />_卻總在飛鳥歸巢時，留下美麗的粉紅,<br />_將所有追逐的夢,與你分享。<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aI1y4t7TYL8&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aI1y4t7TYL8&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8342519391630376777?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-63981049496731768952008-03-07T06:14:00.000-08:002008-03-16T11:11:39.980-07:00時間<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R9FOa3z5rBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p5JhjWunQEU/s1600-h/blog_shijian.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R9FOa3z5rBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p5JhjWunQEU/s200/blog_shijian.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175003670390615058" /></a><br />我攤開這張巨幅的畫布<br />將一條條線交織成的一個個點<br />奮力地撐開，漿白，再慢慢地風乾<br /><br />狂傲的彩筆 在手中<br />卻無法為這偌大的空白<br />畫上“時間”<br /><br />我的紅，無法為歷史見證滄桑<br />我的黃，無法讓青澀轉為成熟<br />我的藍，無法撫平失戀人的痛<br /><br />于是，這片空白被扔出了門外<br />任陽光在它身上移走<br />任污泥落葉雨水印下痕漬<br />任青苔無知地親吻斑駁與腐朽<br />任人 將它遺忘<br />任時間 細細欣賞時間留下的筆觸<br /><br />===<br />謝謝映彤幫我找這張圖...也謝謝她回應的好詩<br /><br />【渲染時光】映彤<br />剪一塊晨光<br />霧染朝顏的淡紫<br />滲入小黃鸝烏唱的歌<br />再用春天的風 翱翔<br /><br />沾一筆浮光<br />霜染楓葉的醺紅<br />繡上燕兒雙飛的呢喃<br />送給秋天的雲 飛揚<br /><br />裁一寸月光<br />渲染白玉的晚香<br />寫下夜鶯晚唱的詩篇<br />寄給遠方的你 珍藏<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6398104949673176895?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-48713254602077870392008-03-01T11:41:00.000-08:002008-07-14T11:56:04.059-07:00魚. 水.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R8my0Qnm4TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aKI8nIWhcpA/s1600-h/Baby_Love.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R8my0Qnm4TI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aKI8nIWhcpA/s200/Baby_Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862257895760178" /></a><br />_冬天以前, 你來過<br />_帶著深情包裹的堅毅<br />_朔游而上, 敲開了幽谷<br /><br />_輕風在你的耳畔吹撫<br />_潺潺的愛戀<br />_緊緊環繞你的奔騰<br />_起起_伏伏 <br />_回盪忘情的沉醉<br />_一聲接一聲<br /><br />_未歇的喘息<br />_呵護的是你留下的種子<br />_春天,因而成為一種漫長而美麗的等待<br /><br />===<br />題目已經很明顯告訴你這首詩寫什麼了吧! 還有配樂喔!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1-sCA0vcUU&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1-sCA0vcUU&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-4871325460207787039?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-26121704103120306982008-02-17T15:33:00.000-08:002008-06-24T07:46:29.789-07:00星子的祈祷<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R7jnRlNXDSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LMS4wTs1G64/s1600-h/dophine.jpg"><img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R7jnRlNXDSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LMS4wTs1G64/s200/dophine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168134861639585058" /></a><br />_错过的，是喜悦还是负担<br />_吉普赛人的水晶球里，没有答案<br /><br />_牵你的手，来到世界的屋顶<br />_願在爱里，与你的生命合而为一<br />_却任苍老的皱纹，刻画一次次的血流决堤<br /><br />_夜很冷<br />_靠紧你温热的胸膛，才能把泪抛向天际<br />_要他们化作点点繁星，为我们祈祷<br />_让明朝的雨露，孕育期待已久的相遇<br /><br />===<br />這是第二次IUI失敗後寫的<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2612170410312030698?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-54579186856837909512008-01-30T10:32:00.000-08:002008-03-01T11:53:16.654-08:00冬日的洛克菲勒廣場<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R6DEPEqpwKI/AAAAAAAAADs/5icxHIHWA7I/s1600-h/rockefeller_center_xmas_tree.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R6DEPEqpwKI/AAAAAAAAADs/5icxHIHWA7I/s200/rockefeller_center_xmas_tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161340936196309154" /></a><br />_耶誕節已過去<br />_萬國的旗海<br />_仍在天主的見證下<br />_為金色的巨人鼓掌<br />_看他_彎了身<br />_傾倒這一片陽光<br />_看生命_劃過冰霜<br />_凍結所有的忙碌擾攘<br /><br />_迎著風_跨出腳步<br />_用自在的速度<br />_刻畫_百老匯的奔放<br />_擁抱_華爾街的繁忙<br />_玩數_博物館的富麗收藏<br />_顧盼_時代廣場的霓虹閃亮<br /><br />_展開雙臂_在輕吐的氤氳里_繼續向前<br />_拋開昨日高樓坍塌的夢魘<br />_踮起腳尖<br />_努力地旋轉<br />_甩掉置身都市叢林的種種妥協<br />_在翻身跳躍的那刻<br />_許下新的心愿<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-5457918685683790951?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-76250265175748743482008-01-21T07:45:00.000-08:002008-06-24T07:21:02.877-07:00昨日的單戀<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R5TCHWwb4PI/AAAAAAAAADc/HSQ0_3q3y2M/s1600-h/coffee-cup1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157960904869667058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="130" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R5TCHWwb4PI/AAAAAAAAADc/HSQ0_3q3y2M/s200/coffee-cup1.jpg" width="155" border="0" /></a><br /><br />_濛濛的霧<br />_隨爵士樂裡的薩克斯風吹起<br />_濃濃的香<br />_飄舞在回憶的漩渦裡<br /> <br />_這是一杯誘人的苦澀<br />_那到達不了的沸點<br />_溶化了嘶啞的嗓音<br />_指使_偽裝的不在乎<br />_攪拌瀟灑和深情<br /><br />_我用想像<br />_在十二年後的今天為你燃煮這杯咖啡<br />_不加奶精不加糖<br />_好讓舊金山的霧和東京的雨在杯中映得黑亮<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R5TCHmwb4QI/AAAAAAAAADk/2weCmbzr3l0/s1600-h/golden_gate_fog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157960909164634370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R5TCHmwb4QI/AAAAAAAAADk/2weCmbzr3l0/s200/golden_gate_fog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/daphne0720/3/1302192354/20080121114243/">自在詩友會主題詩:咖啡</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-7625026517574874348?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-28166066233198050912008-01-13T10:18:00.000-08:002009-03-08T16:34:18.356-07:00大海的許諾<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R4pcRGwb4LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IGph0ob737g/s1600-h/hualian.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R4pcRGwb4LI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IGph0ob737g/s200/hualian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155034172420251826" /></a><br />_想念,在千萬里的飛行裡,更換了顏色<br />_昨日,我在大西洋的那岸<br />_想念太平洋的藍<br />_今日,我在太平洋的藍裡,<br />_靜靜地陪你<br />_陪你想念銀色的過去<br /><br />_銀色在湛藍裡粼粼地訴說<br />_片片碎細<br />_是喜悅,是滄桑,是甜蜜<br />_都終將被夜幕吞蝕,<br />_沉入深深的海底<br /><br />_爺爺,你不會記得<br />_我回到這裡來陪你看海<br />_但,海會記得,銀色的點點滴滴<br />_更不會忘了<br />_在每一個明日<br />_將金色的日出,許與我和你<br /><br />===<br />爺爺的老人痴呆症日漸嚴重.他最常說的話就是:"人為什麼要老呢?"<br />那年陪他到花蓮,回美國不到一個禮拜給他打電話,他又問了那句"你什麼時候回來?"我笑了,但卻在心裡看見了自己的眼淚<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2816606623319805091?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-66436795587142578782007-12-25T11:28:00.000-08:002009-03-08T16:31:24.312-07:00松香<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R3wH4mwb4KI/AAAAAAAAACw/alOYUQOwQAY/s1600-h/jackpine_leaf.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R3wH4mwb4KI/AAAAAAAAACw/alOYUQOwQAY/s200/jackpine_leaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151000742862774434" /></a><br />_栽花山隅後<br />_邀子共玩賞<br />_子啣芳枝來<br />_郁我清松香<br />_昔日海角影<br />_今朝京華光<br />_松飄千萬里<br />_意游水雲方<br /><br />===<br />詩是我的後花園.在聖誕節的松香裡,讀蘇煒老師寄來的幾首古詩,在花園裡新栽了這株花.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6643679558714257878?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-32280748918289025752007-12-18T07:57:00.000-08:002008-03-01T11:55:21.796-08:00Jump 躍_跨出腳步的那一剎那<br /><br />_樹模糊了, 雲模糊了, 人群也模糊了<br /><br />_只有心中的那道橫桿是清楚的<br /><br />_腳步下的半個圓, 就是我環繞的世界<br /><br />_在世界的盡頭<br /><br />_我必須奮身而躍<br /><br />_在瞬間中，躍出永恆<br /><br />_用心, 仰望天空<br /><br />_用背脊, 畫出最完美的曲線<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/49BvI9g81q4&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/49BvI9g81q4&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />好懷念跳高啊..<br />影片中的選手叫<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blanka_Vla%C5%A1i%C4%87">Vlasic</a>,紀錄據說是207 是來自歐洲<a href="http://news.xinhuanet.com/ziliao/2002-06/18/content_446104.htm">科羅地亞</a>(Croatia)的選手<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-3228074891828902575?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-64134043650407287222007-12-17T12:28:00.000-08:002008-07-14T11:56:27.069-07:00火花_你曾在月光下，为我歌唱<br /><br />_在我最寂寞的时候，闯进我心房<br /><br />_我曾在风雪里，与你狂荡<br /><br />_再让最冰冷的言语，关上这扇窗<br /><br />_你征服了我<br /><br />_我征服了自己<br /><br />_然后，用这段火花<br /><br />_在地球的另一端，照亮空虚<br /><br />===================<br />Harvest Moon<br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQXnvNwGTAY&rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQXnvNwGTAY&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br />大约快十年了吧...放这首歌给我听的男孩，小我五歲,在说再见的时候送了我他的西班牙吉他...<br />我爱火花的绚烂，但只愿把心交付守护我的灯塔...<br />(可惜啊！我的灯塔不懂音乐...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-6413404365040728722?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-40911015787995208112007-12-13T06:44:00.000-08:002007-12-18T10:51:16.618-08:00The Night has a thousand eyes耶魯有個很好的獎學金項目,不但每年資助學生到海外學中文,更鼓勵老師替他們到大陸和台灣訪查...<br />03年,我剛到耶魯工作,就很幸運地藉訪查台大華語研習所之名拿了經費回台灣...更幸運的是能和彭鏡禧教授共餐,那時他新譯的詩集"給要離家的女兒"剛出版,還送了我一本....我想,在耶魯工作,除了認識鄭愁予老師和來自對岸的名作家同事之外,那次的訪問機會,大概是最大的收穫了...<br /><br />喔,其實我要說的是...翻譯詩...真是難啊!不過,感謝那次訪問彭教授的機會,我也算終於開始了第一步,雖然我沒有受過任何比較文學的訓練,但越翻,還是對中文越有不同的體會<br />====<br /><br />FRANCIS WILLIAM BOURDILON (1852-1921)<br />trasnlated by Li-li Teng Foti<br /><br />The night has a thousnad eyes,<br />And the day but one;<br />Yet the light of the bright world dies, <br />With the dying sun.<br />_<br />_黑夜閃爍著千萬雙眼睛<br />_白晝的瞳光, 僅此唯一<br />_當僅此的瞳光褪去<br />_世界便不再光明<br /><br />The mind has a thousand eyes, <br />And the heart but one;<br />Yet the light of a whole life dies,<br />Where love is done.<br /><br />_思緒裡,閃爍著千萬雙眼睛<br />_內心,只需一只明眸來看清<br />_當愛,在明眸裡熄盡<br />_生命便只剩死寂<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-4091101578799520811?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-70735563844679360992007-11-19T17:11:00.000-08:002008-03-01T11:56:31.367-08:00远行<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R0I_3GN7NII/AAAAAAAAABo/5d4Xv3JQhFE/s1600-h/travel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134736740950160514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R0I_3GN7NII/AAAAAAAAABo/5d4Xv3JQhFE/s200/travel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />牵你的手, 慢慢<br /><br />走向告别的车站<br /><br />窗内思绪, 乱乱<br /><br />窗外你亦受牵绊<br /><br />疲惫再次, 缓缓<br /><br />跟随我往来云端<br /><br />你给的爱, 暖暖<br /><br />颠簸平顺都相伴<br /><br />也许失落, 黯黯<br /><br />也许我前途灿烂<br /><br />也许我该, 淡淡<br /><br />不追求不有负担<br /><br />幸福也能, 满满<br /><br />每天为你做晚餐<br /><br />====<br />今年去ACTFL开会，Dave送我到Natick搭Logan Express...<br />在前往机场的路上，写下了这首诗，后来又改了改，把“你”、“我”嵌进每组双句里。<br /><br />嗯...给他做晚餐，之所以快乐，是因为知道我做的他会喜欢...<br />不是我厨艺多好，是他实在不挑啦！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-7073556384467936099?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-44758464764314921322007-11-08T09:51:00.000-08:002008-03-01T11:57:15.459-08:00秋尽<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/RzNPyFFV29I/AAAAAAAAABg/uaP_iYv_rgY/s1600-h/fall_leave.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130532122281761746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/RzNPyFFV29I/AAAAAAAAABg/uaP_iYv_rgY/s200/fall_leave.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />叶落<br /><br />没有声响<br /><br />回旋 再回旋<br /><br />我终将<br /><br />擦过你的肩<br /><br />落入你的掌心<br /><br />将今生的美丽<br /><br />予你 真心收藏<br /><br />=====<br /><br />在哈佛工作第一年的秋天，念湘带我到Winchester的一个湖边看枫叶，那时，我的爱情仍停留在空窗，这首诗也只写了一半...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-4475846476431492132?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-81897832015011801402007-10-19T10:08:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:36:44.397-07:00芭蕾舞伶<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rxjy5fobEWI/AAAAAAAAABU/swdFAiD_rcE/s1600-h/ballet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123111645691449698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rxjy5fobEWI/AAAAAAAAABU/swdFAiD_rcE/s200/ballet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />这是我为她写的剧<br /><br />如今, 却叫你领衔<br /><br />只因, 她从我手中摔落的那刻<br /><br />聪明的你, 抢了四个八拍<br /><br />作了两个漂亮的回旋<br /><br />在原本的基本步之外<br /><br />掌声中, 我看到, 你的天分, 你的努力<br /><br />没管别人, 如何 数落你的心机<br /><br />待你从她那儿，学会了所有的舞步<br /><br />带着光彩，要我为你加码，要我为你添妆<br /><br />我低头， 念着她的美， 她的温柔<br /><br />而你， 视线已远离<br /><br />...<br /><br />早明白， 在你带走酬金之后<br /><br />也将带走我的剧码，我的舞团<br /><br />踏向你的成功， 不为我留下一点仁慈<br /><br />那时，尽管她的伤能恢复<br /><br />她的舞， 也难再是她的舞<br /><br />走吧，她不需你记得她，我也不需你记得我<br /><br />当镁光灯闪起的时候<br /><br />我会，怀着一颗感恩的心<br /><br />回忆和你共舞过的精彩<br /><br />====<br /><br />离开舞台也许不是件容易的事，但退到幕后，往往能让人想得更清楚。愿所有为情所伤或职场失意的朋友都能重新找回亮丽生活。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-8189783201501180140?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-13835342389450292952007-10-19T09:55:00.000-07:002009-03-08T16:37:05.126-07:00藤蔓<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/RxjkWPobEVI/AAAAAAAAABM/PaisO0UNro4/s1600-h/ivy_in_woods.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/RxjkWPobEVI/AAAAAAAAABM/PaisO0UNro4/s200/ivy_in_woods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123095646938272082" /></a><br />討厭<br /><br />你這惱人的藤蔓<br /><br />低著頭，纏上我<br /><br />吸取我的養分，攀附我粗壯的枝幹<br /><br />那紅色的果實，不是為了裝點我<br /><br />是為了散佈更多陰謀的種子<br /><br />我佇在這兒，護著我的根<br /><br />你卻，蜿蜒著蟠往更高的枝頭<br /><br />我就這樣枯竭，這樣死去嗎?<br /><br />是的<br /><br />只要你不剪斷心中的藤蔓<br /><br />你就這樣枯竭，這樣死去<br /><br />死去前，你仍看不到<br /><br />身旁那些與你共享陽光雨露的夥伴<br /><br />抽發新芽时，對你释出的友善微笑<br /><br />=======<br /><br />**我怎么看世界，就在世界里，塑造出一个什么样的我**<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-1383534238945029295?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-15581134819650505422007-10-06T18:55:00.000-07:002008-03-01T11:59:06.020-08:00女人桌前告别耶鲁<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R3wGVGwb4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/hRUmqFI1sX0/s1600-h/Yale_autumn1_s.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/R3wGVGwb4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/hRUmqFI1sX0/s200/Yale_autumn1_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150999033465790610" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rwg88F4r6DI/AAAAAAAAABE/fWOcgEZDq1E/s1600-h/womens_table_reflection.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118407979576322098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rwg88F4r6DI/AAAAAAAAABE/fWOcgEZDq1E/s200/womens_table_reflection.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />风，带我来到这个地方<br /><br />沾抹，诗的颜色<br /><br />涂画古老的砖墙<br /><br />看绿草，年轻了欢笑和阳光<br /><br />听真理，在琴声与咖啡香中陈酿<br /><br />展翅的洒脱<br /><br />将青石砌成一道，弯弯的梦想<br /><br />穿过街灯，穿过拱门<br /><br />停落在阶前<br /><br />秋日微凉<br /><br />来去的脚步，踏出千年的耳语<br /><br />我愿凝听，却叫喧嚣阻挡<br /><br />那重重的两扇木门啊<br /><br />你既让我飞不进文人的高阁<br /><br />为何又不牢牢关住厅内的低唱<br /><br />没有笔，没有墨<br /><br />只有刚毅的柔情<br /><br />汨汨在圆桌上流淌<br /><br />直到，叶落，打乱一池黑亮的宁静<br /><br />自怜，才碎成片片<br /><br />无法拾起，却也难以隐藏<br /><br />缤纷，揉不碎<br /><br />昏黄里<br /><br />倒映着归巢的鸟儿<br /><br />一对对，一双双<br /><br />===<br />“女人桌”是耶鲁总图书馆前的一件艺术作品。附图是耶鲁秋日的校园(苏炜老师的作品）以及冬日里，耶鲁建筑在女人桌里的倒影。我在2005辞去耶鲁的工作，如今想来还是有几分不舍的。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-1558113481965050542?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-22599202886600700252007-10-06T17:46:00.000-07:002008-03-01T11:58:42.239-08:00等待<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rwg7F14r6CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3Mx9ykWiPd0/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_daJg0jIPNaA/Rwg7F14r6CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3Mx9ykWiPd0/s200/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118405948056791074" /></a><br /><br />踏过寒雪，为你寻找阳光<br /><br />穿过丛林，为你灌溉土壤<br /><br />在你身上，有我最美丽的想象<br /><br />陶醉，为着那睡梦中嗅到的芬芳<br /><br />开怀，为着那隐隐中见着的金黄<br /><br />因为相信，所以我等待<br /><br />春天离去以前，花终究会开<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2259920288660070025?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523721439302219537.post-22420356914611797182007-09-02T08:41:00.000-07:002007-12-18T10:27:32.309-08:00余光中翻译的诗余光中的好诗不少。还记有首诗用拟人手法描写瀑布, 最后那句."只因为在那儿等待的,是海”曾让我一遍又一遍沉浸在文学的美里...<br />工作以来，读诗似乎成了久久一次，甚至几乎被遗忘的奢侈的享受...<br />昨天一个偶然的机会里，在PC Home 读到这首诗...<br />非常钦佩大师翻译的功力...至于诗的意境，就等你和我一起慢慢揣摩了<br />===<br />Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost<br />http://forum.pchome.com.tw/forum/post.php?mode=item&type=1&board=english&subject=4240&read=1<br /><br />Whose woods these are I think I know,<br />His house is in the village, though;<br />He will not see me stopping here,<br />To watch his woods fill up with snow.<br /><br />My little horse must think it queer;<br />To stop without a farmhouse near,<br />Between the woods and frozen lake,<br />The darkest evening of the year.<br /><br />He gives his harness bells a shake,<br />To ask if there is some mistake.<br />The only other sound's the sweep,<br />Of easy wind and downy flake.<br /><br />The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,<br />But I have promises to keep,<br />And miles to go before I sleep,<br />And miles to go before I sleep.<br /><br /><br />賞析：<br />雪夜林畔小駐 余光中 譯<br /><br /><br />想來我認識這座森林，<br />林主的莊宅就在鄰村；<br />卻不會見我在此駐馬，<br />看他林中積雪的美景。<br /><br />我的小馬一定頗驚訝；<br />四望不見有什麼農家，<br />偏是一年最暗的黃昏，<br />寒林和冰湖之間停下。<br /><br />它搖一搖身上的串鈴，<br />問我這地方該不該停。<br />此外只有輕風拂雪片，<br />再也聽不見其他聲音。<br /><br />森林又暗又深真可羨，<br />但我還要守一些諾言，<br />還要趕多少路才安眠，<br />還要趕多少路才安眠。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523721439302219537-2242035691461179718?l=lilifoti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Li-lihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05285127362856000452noreply@blogger.com0