Together

A relationship is not only about romance.
I know i am on the early romance fringe of a relationship, tasting the sweetness for everything.
Dear, you and i. We, feel so sweet, we feel so hot, we feel so sticky...
But sooner or later you may (or may not, if i could hope so ^_^'') find my words are no longer as sweet, my acts are no longer as romantic..
I know we both will eventually come to a stage where we find the hotness being cold down inevitably, and we start to taste sourness, bitterness, etc.

Nevertheless, i believe we would like to go through all these bit by bit, step by step, side by side, together. Only going through both the good ones and the bad ones, we endure and develop a true relationship that will build us a home. As you have quoted the words of Master ShengYen "Both favourable and unfavourable conditions strengthen us; treat them with equanimity and gratitude." Of course, i believe it. Just like you are a pig, but also an angel. ^0^

Early Romance may always end so transiently like the twilight or the sunset. ^.^''
A relationship also means commitment and care.
A lasting commitment will bring us further to see the beauty of the ugliness. After early romance, we see our problems, we see our weaknesses, and we will be ... Facing it, accepting it, dealing with it, solving it, and loving it. And from within, onwards, we will start to enjoy a more complete form of love, spirit, hotness... and another level kind of romance.
Later then, we may find something totally different, that we have never come across, but so lovely to have braved ourselves to that and be doing that together.
We will find it out, together. ^_^

It is all about words here, for now. But it will be a journey that is so worth we brave ourselves to explore, to feel the joy, the sadness, the sorrow, the excitement, the happiness...
Such a belief will make us move.
And i know i am holding your hand. I am feeling your hand in my hand. ^___^
So, let's move on.

p/s: i love you, my dear.

两小无猜

昨晚看医生。在诊所，等待的时候，看到一对马来友族的小兄妹在嬉戏。不像许多哥哥会玩比较粗鲁暴力的男子气游戏。也让我想起我对妹妹似乎真的不够好，难怪zomo他们不叫我一声‘哥’。哦。。。是了是了，一定是了。汗。。
话说。。。

小哥哥吃力地抱起小妹妹，小小男生似乎觉得抱得起妹妹是莫大的勇气，无穷的力量，帅气的男人。抱了起来，开心地跑。被捧在怀里的妹妹，也呵呵地笑了起来。抱得累了，哥哥放下妹妹。大手捉小手，两人一起开心地跑。跑累了，哥哥的手放在妹妹的肩膀上，妹妹的手放在哥哥的腰上，慢慢地走，依旧呵呵地笑，说着一些我不是很听得懂的孩子气语言。他们俩的一举一动，仿佛像小小的情侣。洋溢的，是纯纯的喜悦。我想起了伊。

走着走着，哥哥的力气恢复了。妹妹笑闹着要抱抱。哥哥又再抱起妹妹，脸上显出微微的骄傲和喜悦，然后奔跑。妹妹轻爽的呵笑声，冲淡了诊所的忧虑气氛，溶化了病容。抱着，跑着，累着，放下。那兄妹重复了好几回同样的把戏。完全没有厌倦。最后，小兄妹都玩得累了。抱着妹妹的哥哥，连人一起跌坐在地上。我有点担心地想趋前。只见，那小兄妹坐在地上，哈哈大笑。我心里笑了起来。我又想起了伊。

是的。喜悦，是自然的，是纯真的，是不会厌倦的。我希望，我和伊，一起欢笑，一起掉泪，一起面对，一起了解，一起拥抱，一起手牵手，一起走我们这非一般的路。

来来。。给我一个高‘5’！！

锁

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我弟发了脾气，我难过了。我爸难过了，我心疼了。妈病了，爸照顾妈。妈病好了，爸照顾弟。我的心被揪得紧紧。
沮丧的时候，我想起了伊。我所以振作起来。

因为伊，我发现了自己，丢掉了自己，让自己重生了。因为伊，我坚强了。

我弟却迷失了自己。

我对他说

你可还记得你以前种种优越的个性，你可还记得你比我勇敢，我比你懦弱。我现在坚强了，你不是应该更坚强吗？
所以，现在你要勇敢面对它，勇敢面对自己。

我相信，凡事，每个人，的好坏，都有。如果可以尽数，是相对平衡的。
我没对你说，人，性本善。我却对你说，好坏充斥，取舍在于一线间，一念之差。当信念持正的时候，人，自然因好而笑。坏，自然因无法作祟而隐去。我们因为坏而认识好，发掘好，珍惜好，发挥好。好坏共存，只要能坦然对待，雨后彩虹后，你会因为好，而对坏感恩。

而你，因为病了，恶魔将坏放大。你忘了自己的好。

所以，你要将自己闭关的锁，给开了。

让你自己，给自己一个机会，找回自己。给大家一个机会，伸出援助。
我伸出的手，不感觉疼酸，只要你会紧紧握住。我会跟你走这大便一般的路。
你将来便会觉得，真正的大便，不过如此。

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先将自己丢掉

看着伊的文字，我从心底笑了出来。
散发着一种自由的气质。
突然发现，伊，有信念，有想法；没有格局，没有形式。
我感觉到伊的心，让人很容易亲近感觉到伊的心。
伊善良，让我看见了伊舒暖宽阔的心境。
伊是如此美丽。

我看着一面镜子。
我，也有信念，有坚持，还有形式。原来，我自己有个框框。
我自己太有一套。

嗯，看来，我得先将自己丢掉。彻底那种。丢掉所有珈琐。
然后放开。
让那自由的心，油然而生。
因为我也想变帅。笑。

重生后，对伊笑着说：
妳有妳的信念
我有我的坚持
这交汇时互放的光彩
没有硝味
因为彼此坚信的
同是自然的感受
坦诚的交流

爱

What is with the Architect?

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Generally, when you hang out with someone who is an architect, do not feel weird that he is always busy looking around. He looks downward into the drainage strips; he looks upward to the ceiling. He uses stupid alien language like authenticity, mezzanine, louvre screen, HVAC [Heating Ventilation and Air Conditioning system], etc. He looks at details, materials, people, buildings, streets, urban corners… totally random they may be. But he may be looking at how people and things proportioning, standing, structuring, connecting, occupying, complimenting, contrasting and intervening each other.

And then, he could just sigh simply for the ridicule failure or the mythical astonishment of how things join, how brilliant talents of some designers endowed, and how shallow himself is. Basically, his eyes are just too keen.

And also, he insists to let something of the background in or out from the photos taken by his camera. He tries to make sure the background and foreground figures fit well into the frame. He tries to capture emotions and light. But he is as not professional as photographer. He is just happy doing that. At times, he is lazy or just snap shots on you with free styles. Because you are good enough to be in his pictures.

And so, you do not need to feel awkward, when he pauses and looks at you. Sometimes he is just too tired after busy looking around. He looks into you. He needs some rest. To rest, is to gain more and to walk further.

At times, he may be just absent minded. He could be brainstorming the ideas that flash through his mind, or just imagining things like how to make a paper stands. At times, his mind could be just as messy as his working desk. At times, he may be suddenly clear, just like his favor tracing papers that he uses topping layers of drawing complexities.

What is with the architect?
He has preference of taste. He insists, he sculpts, he does not care the rest.
He has his passion for life. He sees, he loves, he constructs.
When he feels the love to build his family, he promises to try his best to house his loved ones.
Because he believes "it is the duty of every man to raise the character and tone of his own home... to the highest point his capabilities permit." - Frank Lloyd Wright 1894.
And he knows this is not limited to physicality.

What is with the architect?
He never thinks he can be a thorough architect. Because he thinks architecture is about life. And he could never learn enough thoroughly from life. There is too much to learn from life. He is still far from an architect.
He is not an architect.

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心中一朵花

伊说
事情的发生，总有其美好的一面。

是的
凡事都有好坏。

在于我们怎么看了。

丑陋的东西在人的眼中太显眼，被提及，被扩大，被恶化，甚至被依赖，因为可以推卸事态。
美好的东西却很难被发现，更难被珍惜。就像真正的花，开在山野烂漫处。
心，向美。心中开出一朵花，在心房的绿地上，蓝天白云下。
心，放大。舞台变得很大。不只是自己，人人在欢舞。

Hairstyle 髪

最近有人问了我一个挺有趣的问题。我喜欢女生长发，还是短发？
如果有看平面漫画的人，应该可以发觉，漫画里角色的发型都是不变的。现实中，人可是会变的。
我想了想，还是做点功夫。[点击小图看大图] 先用孙燕姿的造型图看看极短的发型。从我认为极限的长度说起。很有个性吧。

接下来，我选择了韩女星---李妍喜。比我年轻，却可以百变。她丰富的造型可塑性展示了长短发都有其美，能撑起不同的场面。

回想起来，以前喜欢或欣赏的女生，似乎都是短发的。可爱。活泼。所以，我喜欢的，应该是短发。再想一想，以前中学时期女生都不能留长发嘛。所以这么说似乎不对。现在觉得，短发会将一些人的五官衬托地更特出。看起来变得很有性格。

中学生涯结束后，许多女生似乎都留了长发。许多人变了很多，变美了，有韵味了。温柔。优雅。所以，我喜欢的，应该是长发。。。也不对。因为也有些人其实让长发给掩去了原来脸部好看的特征而不知觉。或让自己为了保留长发，而失去了尝试，为自己设了一个框。

而做这功课的同时，我突然发现，我很爱女生绑发。不同的绑法造型增添了可塑性，让女生呈现更百变的美。爱美，原是女生天赋的权利。我喜欢女生绑发。。或许是因为自己的审美及偏好。因为绑发，露出女生的耳垂。所以如果我有另一半，或许是很自然地。。。我会想轻言密语。轻轻地吻。远看像是咬耳吧。因为绑发，有时露出女生的后颈。我会想从后环抱，轻轻地亲。

电影《功夫》里黄圣依造型虽然留着长发，许多幕都显示她将发丝梳理在耳后。试比一比，原来[左]与加工后[右]的剧照。个人还是喜欢露耳垂的。

哪。。我是喜欢绑发啦？因为可以让我亲亲嘛？想一想，又好象不全对。因为如果没绑发，轻佻的风如果拨乱了她的头发，我会很自然地想帮她理一理秀发。我喜欢这样的举动。因为那一刻的她，是会有让人窒息的美。将她的头发摆弄好，还是会亲下去。

李妍喜多种造型我都看得赏心悦目。因为我喜欢她。
所以，绑发与不，长发与不，伊人依然，美。
原来，只要我喜欢伊，伊人就是美。伊真的很美嘛。
所以我要深呼吸。因为美会很窒息。

嗯。。嗯。。所以，长短发应该是非常个人的决定，表现自己的品味。发型更可以代表个人的性格。而，不同的尝试变化，也能带出新鲜感。我有时喜欢人家给我雪前一亮的新鲜感。或许因为生活很多时候是周而复始。而尝试的过程中，我们发觉原来有些东西并不适合自己。但因为尝试，我们其实在找寻，所以发现。

发现自己。

[Coincidentally, Shravasti Dhammika has posted a blog regarding Hair lately. Something very different to mine, but i believe there is a little similarity as reflection-- it's not about the hair but the persons.]