Tuesday, February 14, 2006

大学时的钢笔画(之五)

背景上文字是“Windmills of Your Mind”的歌词,喜欢里面层层叠叠,连绵不绝的意象,很象是古人所谓的“连珠喻”。

读书走神时画了这串钥匙(“Keys that jingle in your pocket”),纸团上是Sting的歌,都是那时候常听的。《音频下载》

Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking along the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Sunday, February 12, 2006

大学时的钢笔画(之四)

这些画都是用的这瓶墨水,背景的文字出自袁枚《随园诗话》卷三·一一:

贫士诗有极妙者,如陈古渔:“雨昏陋巷灯无焰,风过贫家壁有声。”“偶闻诗累吟怀减,偏到荒年饭量加。”杨思立:“家贫留客干妻恼,身病闲游惹母愁。”朱草衣:“床烧夜每借僧榻,粮尽妻常寄母家。”徐兰圃:“可怜最是牵衣女,哭说邻家午饭香。”皆贫语也。常州赵某云:“太穷常恐人防贼,久病都疑犬亦仙”“短气莫书赊酒券,索逋先畏扣门声。”俱太贫,令人欲笑。

-古人讲究乐而不淫,哀而不伤,“太贫”是要让人笑话的。

Friday, February 10, 2006

大学时的钢笔画(之三)

罗大佑的《稻草人》

终日面对着青山
终日面对着稻麦
午后的云雀背着艳阳
那样飞 那样笑 那样歌唱

轻风吹在我身上
雨珠打在我脸上
午后的牛羊凝向远方
彩虹挂出的希望

蓝蓝的青空在上
却有着云雀与彩虹的梦
多象不知足的云雀四处飘荡
何处是我的归宿
是否在天际的那一端
奇怪着稻草的身躯如何飞翔

终日面对着青山
终日面对着稻麦
晨花 露珠 夕阳 星辰
春耕 秋收 冬藏

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

大学时的钢笔画(之二)

雨果的文字;李丹的翻译。

喜欢这一段“星光照彻他的灵魂”,可老是在书里翻不出来,今天网上找到了中英文对照。 第四部原文只是“圣德尼”,中文为“卜吕梅街的儿女情和圣德尼街的英雄血”,李译真是煊赫华丽,令人心神俱旺。


Volume 4  Saint Denis
Book Fifth  The End of Which Does Not Resemble the Beginning
Chapter IV A Heart Beneath a Stone

Try to love souls, you will find them again.

I encountered in the street, a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat was worn, his elbows were in holes; water trickled through his shoes, and the stars through his soul.

第四部 卜吕梅街的儿女情和圣德尼街的英雄血
第五卷 结尾不象开头
第四章 石头下面的一颗心

应当知道爱灵魂,你日后还能找到它。

我在街头遇见过一个为爱所苦的极穷的青年。他的帽子是破旧的,衣服是磨损的,他的袖子有洞,水浸透他的鞋底,星光照彻他的灵魂。

幸福函数

精巧细致(Subtlety)和质朴健壮(Robustness)是矛盾的,做信号处理时常有这感触。一个随便什么的曲线中,哪些成分(Component)是重要的呢?什么分辨率(Resolution)是合适的呢?如何定义价值函数(Cost Function)呢?苹果和桔子的权重(Weight)该如何分配呢?都是些难题啊。

工程里或许还稍简单些,再牵扯到人呢?人的幸福函数又是什么呢?“生亦何欢,死亦何苦”,那么这个函数并不与生死完全相关了;“终生的所有也不惜换取刹那阴阳的交流”,说明和时间之间是非线性关系了;“快乐即幸福”,有重复定义之嫌,何况快乐又如何量化呢?“幸福就是在痛苦中解脱”,-和“黑就是不白”是一个逻辑啊;“幸福是给予”,都以“给予”来逃避的话又怎么办呢……

看厌了性灵文章,常觉其离世事太远,-简直没有心肝;可看多了激昂文字,也本能的警惕,以至于厌恶。

最近重读了几篇散文和小说,零零碎碎发了这些感慨。