Last night I had a long dream.
In my dream, I had a family dinner, not a wonderful; happy and close re-union one. (My family always has this kind of formal dinner) The restaurant is posh, the food is well presented, but I wonder of how many of us really feel the taste. We did not communicate much. I stay until the dinner was over, I step out of the restaurant and I feel much better by the welcome of the sun light and the fresh air……
昨夜發了一場長夢。
夢中,我跟家人聚餐,不是那熱熱鬧鬧的一種。餐廳是高級的,但席上人交流不多,並不如親人般的親密。席散,我踱步離開,慶幸外邊的世界還是個艷陽天。
我隨隨而行,一邊想著;”如果不是真心的關懷,為甚麼要聚在一起?吃那餐飯真不輕鬆!我不屬於那裏,卻又要裝得投入!”
不知不覺,我步進了一段童年時常走的道路。這條路就在自己念的第一所小學附近。那個時候,我很愛在這條路上漫步,路的兩旁長滿了樹,踏在那用碎石和英泥鋪得平平滑滑的路面,上面的樹擋去了芍熱的午陽。這是一條由大路分岐出來入村的支路,駛入的車不多,行人也不多,我很喜歡這種世界是那麼大,那麼清靜,只有自己一個人在途上的感覺。我那年才六歲吧!
昨夜发了一场长梦。
梦中,我跟家人聚餐,不是那热热闹闹的一种。餐厅是高级的,但席上人交流不多,并不如亲人般的亲密。席散,我踱步离开,庆幸外边的世界还是个艳阳天。
我随随而行,一边想着;”如果不是真心的关怀,为甚么要聚在一起?吃那餐饭真不轻松!我不属于那里,却又要装得投入!”
不知不觉,我步进了一段童年时常走的道路。这条路就在自己念的第一所小学附近。那个时候,我很爱在这条路上 漫步,路的两旁长满了树,踏在那用碎石和英泥铺得平平滑滑的路面,上面的树挡去了芍热的午阳。这是一条由大路分岐出来入村的支路,驶入的车不多,行人也不 多,我很喜欢这种世界是那么大,那么清静,只有自己一个人在途上的感觉。我那年才六岁吧!
在夢裏的世界忽然由白天變了黑夜,我看見前面有點光,看清楚,是一列玩具火車在地上砌好的車軌上轉圈,紅光是火車的車頭燈。我感覺有點不妙,我知道自己遇上了甚麼,潛意識我告訴自己要盡快離開這地方。當我接近那玩具火車的時候,有一個男童的聲音跟我說話。(我現在已記不起他說的是甚麼了)只是記他的說話和聲音並不嚇人,我回答了他的說話,(也忘記了自己說了些甚麼。)並沒有加快自己的腳步,我不想小孩覺得他令我不安。
當我行過了他和火車的一段路,我看到了在我前面不遠有一個稀首老婆婆,穿著一條厚厚的棉襖白色長裙,一頭白髮。她拿著一張小木椅,放在一顆樹前,然後自己爬上了小椅上。開始摘樹上的葉。我想,在這個時候出來摘葉?我真的感到害怕,我知道我一定要經過她,我知道我要以最快的速道離開,路的盡頭已可見黎明霧光,我知道我要“飛”。
在夢裏,我輕輕彈了一下腳尖,身子浮了起來,我叫喚著急風。
風吹得急,猛而勁,帶動了無數片葉子向我迎面撲來。我身子左搖右幌,逆風而翔。我想;飛行一定要逆風!風越急,我飛得越快。在我經過那老婆婆的時候,她沒有回頭看我。我只聽到她在我後邊說,“別把風弄得這麼快這麼猛,會傷害到別的人。”
我想她說得也有道理,便叫停了風。我已經飛過了樹林,天也開始光亮了。我看到了城市的大樹,鬆了口氣,才發覺自己的身子因沒了風的乘托而慢慢往下墜,我慌忙喚了柔風,隱定了身子。緩緩飛行。
我飛過了城巿的高樓,看到了一個港灣。忽然,一聲窿然巨嚮,爆炸聲接連不斷,火光熊熊中一艘停泊在岸的貨船斷成兩截。我想我要快,但我也知我來得太遲,只聽到在岸上的人在尖叫,”太遲了,太遲了,他太近那條鯊魚了!”
我飛近的時候,只見到染紅了的海水,遠游的魚旗,和半顆浮出水面的身體….
我激動,震噩,我來得太遲,太遲….
我張眼晴。原來只是一場長夢!
在梦里的世界忽然由白天变了黑夜,我看见前面有点光,看清楚,是一列玩具火车在地上砌好的车轨上转圈,红光是火车的车头灯。我感觉有点不妙,我知道自己遇上了甚么,潜意识我告诉自己要尽快离开这地方。当我接近那玩具火车的时候,有一个男童的声音跟我说话。(我现在已记不起他说的是甚么了)只是记他的说话和声音并不吓人,我回答了他的说话,(也忘记了自己说了些甚么。)并没有加快自己的脚步,我不想小孩觉得他令我不安。
当我行过了他和火车的一段路,我看到了在我前面不远有一个稀首老婆婆,穿著一条厚厚的棉袄白色长裙,一头白发。她拿着一张小木椅,放在一颗树前,然后自己爬上了小椅上。开始摘树上的叶。我想,在这个时候出来摘叶?我真的感到害怕,我知道我一定要经过她,我知道我要以最快的速道离开,路的尽头已可见黎明雾光,我知道我要“飞”。
在梦里,我轻轻弹了一下脚尖,身子浮了起来,我叫唤着急风。
风吹得急,猛而劲,带动了无数片叶子向我迎面扑来。我身子左摇右幌,逆风而翔。我想;飞行一定要逆风!风越急,我飞得越快。在我经过那老婆婆的时候,她没有回头看我。我只听到她在我后边说,“别把风弄得这么快这么猛,会伤害到别的人。”
我想她说得也有道理,便叫停了风。我已经飞过了树林,天也开始光亮了。我看到了城市的大树,松了口气,才发觉自己的身子因没了风的乘托而慢慢往下坠,我慌忙唤了柔风,隐定了身子。缓缓飞行。
我飞过了城巿的高楼,看到了一个港湾。忽然,一声窿然巨向,爆炸声接连不断,火光熊熊中一艘停泊在岸的货船断成两截。我想我要快,但我也知我来得太迟,只听到在岸上的人在尖叫,”太迟了,太迟了,他太近那条鲨鱼了!”
我飞近的时候,只见到染红了的海水,远游的鱼旗,和半颗浮出水面的身体….
我激动,震噩,我来得太迟,太迟….
我张眼晴。原来只是一场长梦
I was walking slowly, thinking; “What is the meaning of this kind of gathering? A show to the others that we have a happy family? But who does really care of any others?” I always feel that I don’t belongs to this party, I am an extra member from it. But they are too good to have me and I should be grateful. Everyone has their reason to be there, but I don’t have one, but I have to act like I appreciated their invite, or I will lost my only family.
Unconsciously, I walked into a path I used to wonder around when I was a kid. This road lay close to my first primary school. Along two edge of the road were trees, tall and high; I love to step on this smooth surfaced path, mixed with little stone and cement. And the trees, holding the boiling afternoon sun away from my world. It’s the only side track to the village off from the main road. We did not have much cars around that time, nor the pedestrians. It was quiet and peaceful, I was like thise feeling so much, the world is so big, and I am the only one person in my own way. I was six year old!
Then suddenly, in my dream, the world has changed from the day to night, it was so dark. I saw a spot of tiny red light, moving in circle, clearly, it is a headlight from a toy train. It was circling following the tracks on the ground. I don’t feel right, I think I know what was it, my consciousness tell myself to leave this place as soon as possible. When I approached the toy train, there is a boy’s voice speak to me. I can’t remember what he had said now, but do remember that his words and sounds did not sound scare, he was rather friendly and do was my answer. (I also forgot what did I say to him) I did not quicken my footstep incase to misleading him that he has made me feeling uneasy.
When I passed him and his toy train, I saw not far in front of me, an old lady, with her sparsely hair, a thick white coat, long white dress and hair. She carried a wooden chair, put it in a tree then, she climbed up on the small chair, slowly she started to pick the tree leaves. I could feel my heart wants to jump out of my mouth, I know that I have to leave here as quick as I could. I could see the twilight from the end of the road, the end of this wood. I knew that I have to “fly” .
Yes, I always flying in my dream.
I gently tipping my toes, my body started floating up, I call on the wind to come hurry.
The wind, obeying my summon, hastily, anxiously rushing to my way, abused countless leaves crush to me. My body swayed from left to right, breaks against the wind and I was fly in the air. I would see nothing but the foggily light mixed with dozens of flying leaves. I told myself, the stronger the wind, the faster I would fly. When I flight shoot passed the old lady, I realised she did not turn her head to me but she said with a claim commanded voice, “Such a strong wind will make damage and dangerous to other people!”. I think, that’s too true. I call for the wind to stop.
I have already left the forest and the dawn come. I felt my body was sinking by the lacking of support from the wind as soon as I feel safe and relief to see the city and the buildings. I immediately call for the mild wind. I was no longer rushing my speed.
I flight passed the city’s high buildings, I could see a harbour. Then came a loud noise from explosion shaken the whole world, I saw a huge fire break through from the middle of a vessel. The vessel, followed the sound, fall apart in to two. I knew that I have to be quick, but also, I knew that I have come too late. I heard people on the pier shouting, “Too late, too late, he is too close to that shark……
When I arrived, I saw a sea of blood, the already far away shark fin, and the half float up body…..
I was shake and shocked, I cried. I have come too late, too late…..
I rubbed my eyes, I open my eyes. It was all a long dream……