Dear friends, the reason why I’ve been silent for a while is that I got a gig playing with an orchestra (as part of the orchestra) for a contemporary composer’s concert, and have been rehearsing everyday at the Central Conservatory in Beijing. I’ve learned a lot of very interesting things over the course of the [...]
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »>这是一座在一位当地胖金妹笑容里微带些苦楚的话语“我们丽江也要感谢93年的大地震。”出现的城市。最早,我是在《好想好想谈恋爱》里面看到她的。那时候,她看上去平淡朴素,美丽而真实。
现在,我坐在Well Bistro, 这家我们这4天每天都光顾的一家西式咖啡屋里,也许是古城里少有的很安静的一家,坐落在一个小巷里的,当年忽必烈曾经饮过的古井边。我们喜欢这里的音乐,当然还有那种古城里白天黑天都难得的安宁。
我是一个二十有几的女孩,可是在我眼里的酒吧一条街是最不吸引人的地方。主流文化和原始古朴好像是舒曼一个脑袋里面的Eusebius和Florestan. 我们只能感谢主流文化让更多的人认识丽江,给这里的人们带来更多的富足和进步,可是那逝去的古朴却是永远找不回来了。这种古朴不仅仅是古城里的居住环境和民风民俗,更多的是那种没有铜臭的浮躁和喧嚣。走在街上,看到满街来自暴富地区的游客,除了金钱没有其他追求的年轻人,他们是来这里体会那种独特的文化么?那些根本不屑把香烟吐在别人脸上一脸横肉的男人,随意提出要和男人做爱的年轻女孩,一件物品开价天高的生意人,告诉我抽烟喝酒是因为闲着没事做的纳西年轻人,让我感觉到这座古城特别的空虚,特别的陌生。
每每举起相机望进取景器的时候,我看到的总是灰色。常是犹豫地按下快门,留下一堆不想处理的影像。
再美的景色没有美丽的内心都是灰色的。我很高兴至少我听到了纳西族放开嗓子在林子里喊出的山歌,我看到了在下了2,3天雨以后出现的双彩虹,经历了一些骇人耸听的见闻。我现在很想让我的指甲长长的双手碰到钢琴。我还想念4年前的西藏。
明天晚上启程,回到昆明。
I drank too much white wine with the Naxi people the other day, threw up all night and stayed in all day yesterday. Other than that, Li Jiang hasn’t been giving us the best of the best by showing us a cloudless and rainless day for the past three days. Today, the sun had finally [...]
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »>June 1st
5:45am: waking up
Now, waiting at the airport to board on the plane.
I have heard a lot about Yun Nan and the cities we are going to be visiting, my father has also repeated told his traveling stories there while showing me the beautiful pictures he’s taken. Still, I’m not quite sure what to expect.
It [...]