木瓜的故事

　　没什么事可做，外面比较冷，不适合溜达。
　　早上看了一通《光荣与梦想》，很有收获。来的时候想带本什么书呢？对各种故事都没有兴趣，只想看事实。《光荣与梦想》还是《昆虫记》？最后还是人的事实占了上风。
　　前天晚上把机器上老早就拷好的Aviator拿出来看，看着看着，看到这家伙35年才把那个奢侈的空战片拍完，花了400M，拍了３年，把我吓了一跳。32年罗斯福开始竞选上台，那时是大萧条的谷底，按《光荣与梦想》中描述的众生相，美国人民正穷得当当当当响，想跳楼的早跳楼了，吃不饱的就请愿造反去了，工人运动此起彼伏。估计我们了不起的五一劳动节也就是那时候的事情。
　　着实吓了一跳。
　　这个人太那什么了。
　　今天早上才看明白为什么那时候会花那么多钱拍电影。原来罗斯福新政，大萧条时期开始实行五天工作日，人们闲起来，那时没什么娱乐，因此电影业比较繁荣。还发现社会保险制度，美国人的ID也是那时候新政的事情。
　　
　　总之没什么事做。到中午出去吃个饭，地摊上买了新鲜的草莓，上超市买了些饮料，正好看到卖木瓜，两块多半个，看着挺漂亮的，觉得适合拍照。
　　总之这两天太勤快了，这样下去，还真装成个艺术家的样子了。
　　闲着也闲着，干脆再煽把情，把照片诌个故事发帖子去，片子虽然有瑕疵，但一般编成个故事大家就不怎么苛求了，没准还能给加颗钻？:-D

　　As the wheather is not so good for walk arround, also it happens I just get some nice fruits from supermarket, I make the following Pawpaw Story.

　　故事如下：

　　
有时候你觉得自己很特别，可是很遗憾，川流不息的人流里，你不得不承认，不是这样的。这个世界熙熙攘攘，再鲜艳的红色，也淹没在人海，面目模糊。

Some time you feel yourself so special. But other time, facing the crowded world, you have to admit, even the brightest red is not so distinguished as you imagined. You just have a vague face in this big big wild world.

　　
我是木瓜，虽然我叫木瓜，但是我不是木头

I am woodmelon (pawpaw). Although my name is Wood-Melon, I am not wood.

　　
和名字相反，有时我觉得自己想得太多，那些密密麻麻沉默的故事，它们让我忧伤

Just the opposite, sometimes I guess I think to much. So many slient stories, like the heavy stones inside, makes me sad.

　　
每个人有一颗心，白磁一样纯洁但脆弱，草莓一样鲜红却易受伤害

There is a heart in people, as pure as a china, but fragile, as scarlet as a strawberry, but hard to keep.

　　
有的人没有。纸花就没有，这不是他的错，他很忠厚老实，他说：可以吗？

Someone doesn't have such a heart. Mr. paper doesn't. But that's not his fault. He's kind and nice. He said, 'May I?'

　　
不可以。
她说。
这也不是草莓的错

'No.'
Miss Strawberry said.
That's not her fault, either.

　　
我很难过他们都不快乐。
每个不快乐的故事都象一颗石子，沉入我心底。
可是我只是木瓜而已，我能说什么呢？

I am so sorry that neither of them feels happy.
Every unhappy story is like a black stone, drown down into my heart.
But I am just a Wood-melon, what can I do?

　　
也许她只是想等待一颗相似的心而已，坐在午后的阳光里，淡淡地谈些话，喝一杯茶

Maybe she's just wait for a heart of the same shape. Sitting in the afternoon sunshine, those soft talks, and a glass of orange juice.

　　
那时喧嚣的世界仿佛全然退开，舞台的灯光只聚焦一处

At that time, the whole world fades. There's only one place getting the spotlight.

　　
一瞬间，世界如此广阔，每个人都如此唯一，与众不同

Suddenly, there's no wall. Both of them are so unique, incomparable to any other.

　　
可是，在这拥挤的人群里，无尽的雷同中，你看到他了吗？
为什么每个人都有着同样的面容？

But in this restless world, have you recognized him in thousands of the same?
Why they share the same face?

　　
你看到的，是他，还是他的幻影？

You see him, or you only see his illusion?

　　
这样的问题让我感到痛苦，这些黑色的故事每天都在重复，洒落一地

Such questions hurt me, such black story repeats everyday. They overflow my heart.

　　
或许应该巧舌如簧，周旋其中，逢场作戏？

Maybe we should just play arround, care nothing?

　　
再或许，其实没有心，会过得更好？

Or maybe life will be much eaiser, if without a heart?

原帖在水果的故事

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　　Wow Wow Wha! I like the story! Applause
　　Only that i think the last five scenes should have a re-arrangement to make the story more compact and meaningful, otherwise it has a so so end.
　　
　　乱看阿，是否该找空学学多件物品摆放的构图去也？
　　
　　春寒料峭，冬衣勿浣。至嘱。
　　
　　重抄诗与此。
　　
　　漫脱春衣浣酒红
　　江南二月最多风
　　梨花雪后酴醾雪
　　人在重帘浅梦中
　　
　　厉鹗 春寒
评论人：linz 评论日期：2005-3-14 11:37


　　Actually I didn't plan to get a story at first. At the beginning I just think red strawberry, yellow pawpaw (yellow orange juice), dark green paper hankerchief and white china looks interesting. Plus iron knife/fork/spoon. Only one photo I feel full of story. The one that white plate with single strawberry. At that time, I thought, it is 'the heart of plate', I like it very much.
　　So I just assemble them with each other and get some photos.
　　Then pick out those not bad ones.
　　Then I force them into a story, 'force', even didn't bother to change the picture sequence. So the sequence is randomly as I shot. Story is not so smooth...
　　It will be much harder if you get a story sketch first, then you try your best to show your idea, make them fit to your ideas. I think much much harder. Something like a director. I am not. :)
　　
　　穿着羽绒服呢
　　
　　为什么第三句两个‘雪’？
评论人：乱看 评论日期：2005-3-14 20:58


　　Indeed I like the first paragraph of 11 scenes you dispose. Good words, good story. Some feeling of helplessness.
　　
　　Generally I think your pix are dark, lack of light or high light.
　　"Light!" God said. Then we have light....and then, photographers have the photos.
　　
　　Certainly I understand u can not have the almightiness as God at your dinner table there. :*
　　
　　
　　雪：表示是纷繁的白花
　　功能： 叠韵， 琅琅。
　　功能2： 加强尾句的意味。 帘幕无重数， 所见何也？ 梨花飘雪，酴醾绽雪耳。梨花时值仲春，开到酴醾，则已是春暮。帘中人所为何也？浅梦不断而已。
　　
　　窃以为此诗前段与后端不知何故有间。前段是江南二月多风而春寒，故不可随意换浣冬衣。衣上有酒渍红痕，当是名士做派；后段却写到佳人？
　　
评论人：linz 评论日期：2005-3-15 10:58


　　若是理解为闺中人语，倒可以通畅。前两句是叮嘱，后两句自述。
评论人：linz 评论日期：2005-3-15 11:02


　　actually, distributing light and shadow _is_ what makes photographing. (hmm - not only, but this photograpy craftmanship ...)
　　
　　i am not a specialist i setting light, cuz i always try to get along with the light that is available. but i can tell that you do not need to be god. :-)
　　just need some spotlights, and experience.
　　 well, that is an option (more a "must") for a professional photographer, but hardly affordable for us hobbyists. and under these constraints, LK's pictures are a good starting point - most hobby photographers (including myself) won't even get so far!
　　
　　consequently, i can only say: xie xie LK, for all the inspiration you give.
　　
　　sebastian
评论人：dropin 评论日期：2005-3-15 15:27


　　Well, all my colleagues like the story. It's good! Congratulations.
评论人：linz 评论日期：2005-3-18 10:51


　　Thanks. :)
　　
　　顺便说，‘梨花雪后酴醾雪’果然好
　　我倒觉得这首氛围相当中性，名士佳人都可以。涣酒红，女子也可以，李清照后来也不是‘酒美梅酸，恰称人怀抱’？都想得出她一拂袖，杯倒盏翻，醉倒花荫，到第二天还不是得涣？
　　再者一场欢宴，绿罗裙上难保也不留下酒渍。
　　一场宿醉，醒来春寒料峭，也只能怨一句‘最多风’，实在是萧瑟可怜啊。
　　有时候想，从前许多时候，佳人们还是比想像得要逍遥一点的
　　这隔天的‘重帘浅梦’，日光飞花里的怅然，细想起来倒是沉重，远不是什么思春悲秋，反倒是‘一弦一柱思年华’那样中性的痴惘，只是言辞更淡些。
　　不好多琢磨，越细读越迷幻。
　　反正如果只是闺中人嘱托自勉，就全不必这样煞费功夫，平白里吹皱了野豁豁一大池子春水了～
评论人：乱看 评论日期：2005-3-20 13:11