31 August 2009

千纸鹤


夜深了,
在灯光下叠着纸鹤。

千纸鹤,
送一份温暖,
送一份幸福。

纸鹤吊在窗前,
微风吹过,
连连飘起。

千纸鹤,
送一份关怀,
送一份祝福。

风吹过,
湖面起了浪。
平静是短暂的,
浪涛才平凡。

千纸鹤,
飞吧,
把故事带到远方。

30 August 2009

天空日日不同,夜夜也不同。
前夜望暗月,昨夜望明月。
望明月,思远方。
此时此刻谁望月,
千里之外通月连。

一种孤单,
一种平静,
一种幸福。

明亮的月光静静地溜进窗户,
给人一种思念的感觉。

29 August 2009

一件小事

“虎姐姐,有空时一定要来我们家做客欧!”一个可爱的声音又在脑子里响起。这是很久以前的事。
三年前,虎鹰在箫汕村里认识了一家农民。他们那种朴素的生活让她非常羡慕。一天复一天,只愁下一次的丰收能维持多久。那又像她那样的思想斗争,获得像玩家的木偶?偶然的机会把它带到了那个村子躲避自己的追踪者。在村里的那几天,他时不时得帮农民在田里干一点力所能及的事。傍晚时分,他常常坐在桌旁讲村外的故事。五天后,当他要离开村子的时候,农民家的孩子:燕子对他这么说的。
事后,虎鹰有无数次经过箫汕村,但是没有一次进村里到燕子家逗留过。此时,他又站在土路上的交叉口。这一次,他选择了去箫汕村的路。
“是虎鹰!”村口的一位农民叫道。“唉呦!虎姑娘,你可真来啦!”
“这位叔叔,燕子在吗?”虎鹰有礼貌的问道。
“咦,怎么在村长家?”
“虎姑娘,两年前村里的水被什么东西感染了。村民们一个个都倒下了,害死了不少。后来,好不容易凑了钱请了医生。没生病的就没再染上,但是生了病的只有刚生不久的得救了。为一燕子挺的时间这么长,也好了。”
“呒,我知道了。谢谢叔叔。”
说完,虎鹰飞奔到村长家。燕子一看到就又跑又跳地迎接:“虎姐姐!你来了!”虎鹰微笑着坐下来,追问起两年前燕子病倒的事。没想到燕子天真灿烂的笑着回答:“因为我叫姐姐有空就来,但是姐姐一直没来,所以我一定要等到姐姐来呀!”
“这孩子,特别喜欢你。经常说虎姐姐怎么怎么,虎姐姐说了什么什么。”村长叹了口气。“这也算是被他盼到了。”
原来简单一句话也有那么大的力量。记着他的燕子竟然能因此而战胜病魔。

夜空

夜深了。
独自坐在湖边,望着湖边的水。
一轮孤月亮挂在空中。
不是明亮的月,不是皎洁的月。昏暗的黄色带着没落的感觉。
在湖边的我似乎在夜空中看到了自己。
那轮孤月独挂空中,一样孤单。
那轮暗月荡在空中,一样无色。
湖面倒映着月亮和自己,一幅假如画的景色出现在我面前。
希望有一天,这幅画的月是皎皎明月,画中的人是个明亮的成功者。

25 August 2009

Memento Mori

«My dearest Syla,
It's been a while since I last wrote you. I wonder if you are still doing well writing your stories and making guesses. I'm finding my cases more and more difficult. I think it will be soon the day I'll need your impossible stories to solve my cases. Recently I'm trying yo solve a case involving a head of state.It seems like he was bribed to allow the construction of a tax-free transport centre where a natural park is. It's so complicated, the things you have to do and the papers to be submitted just because the charged one is an important politician. Can't it just go smoothly like with everyone else?...Whatever.
Maybe you could give me a hand some time.
Drowning under piles of paper,
Kee»
Thus was the 6th mail Keering wrote to Syla since they parted ways.
One month passed without the mail being opened, two months passed without Keering receiving the reply.
«Dear Syla,
I haven't received the reply from the last time, but concerning the Freeport case in Alputorg, Croatess, who was held as a suspect was cleared of those charges. It's quite annoying.... and I was so sure that he's guilty! I guess it can't be helped.
Please say something, even if it's to tell me that I'm a looser.
Kee»
Thus was the 7th mail Keering wrote to Syla, which did not receive a reply nor it arrived at its destination.
One month later, Keering, who didn't receive any notice from Syla, decided to pay her a visit.
When he arrived at the house where Syla used to live, he found it looking like a ghost house. No piece was left unturned in the house and it seemed not to be inhabited for a while for there was dust everywhere. Having no idea of where Syla could be, he took a walk in the forest to clear his thoughts.
"So, 4 months ago, she was okay, for she replied my letter. Then, probably 3 months ago something happened that forced her to leave her house and be unable to receive my letters? What could it be? Something suspicious is going on here..."
"For the exception that the one suspicious here is you and the something that happened didn't happen 3 months ago." Syla spoke walking out of her hiding place.
"Was I thinking aloud? You gave me a fright!" Keering was fairly surprised. "What happened to your house? It's in a real mess."
"Oh, really?" Syla faked surprise. "Why should I tell you?"
"How can you say that out of the blue? Aren't we friends? I may have not written you that often but I'm still thinking about you! Why would I care to come here if I wasn't worried about you?" Keering shouted. "You should just trust your friends!"
"How can you tell me to trust you? Can it be that you don't know you are a public security office inspector yourself?" Syla sounded desperate.
"I am an inspector, but that doesn't mean that I can't be your friend." Keering was trying to understand Syla.
"What if your friend is a wanted criminal and you are responsible for the case? What would you do?" Syla showed signs of tears.
Keering was shocked to see that Syla changed so much. She was not herself anymore, not the strong actress that he met on his way to Tomb village.
"Syla, I don't know what would I do then, but right now, I just want to help you. We'll think about that situation later, okay? Ah! That's right...I brought you the souvenir I bought in Pon. I'm not sure if you like it. It's a small plant that eventually turn into a sakura tree." He took out a small vase with a branch stick out of it and placed it in front of Syla. "Here. If you don't like it you can throw it away, I don't mind."
"I won't, not after you had the trouble of bringing it here. Thanks." Syla tried to smile but failed completely, starting to whimper.
Keering confronted with such a situation didn't know what to say nor what to do, hesitated a bit before stepping forward and hugged her.
"There was that incident which was made worldwide, about the nuclear test of Kilchu. My father.... and he commented that it may have not been nuclear at all, and the governors are trying to make it sound so, as to... and threat Aacreim with it. Then,... and he was charged for leaking national security information. ... death sentence."
Keering didn't hear everything Syla said, but he heard enough to understand what happened. He wiped her tears and tried to comfort her.
"It's hard to accept I know. Meanwhile, I'll stay by your side if you don't mind."
Syla remained silent for a while. Then, she did the unthinkable around a year ago. She clinged on Keering and huged him tightly.
"It's not the death of my father that is unacceptable. I guess, it was quite expected. I'm just afraid that the public security may want me dead as well. I just don't want to die just yet."
"Syla, it's fine. I'll do my best to protect you."
Syla seemed to calm a bit.
"What did you come here for?" she asked.
"What are you talking about? Of course I came to see you, because you didn't reply to me."
"Oh, is that so? What cases are you solving?" Syla seemed to be returning to her normal self bit by bit.
"Nothing worth mentioning." Keering seemed to care more about Syla's condition than his work.
"Then help me this." Syla pulled out a sheet of paper on which was written lots of technical information about the virus HiNi. "This is something I came across before my father was executed." She said 'executed' with so much ease that surprised Keering.
"But it happened a month and a half ago!"
"True. No one said my father was executed 3 months ago. As a matter of fact, it was 34 days ago."
"Then why did you not respond to my letter?"
"My father was being suspected, what would you do if you were me? Boast around that your father is being held suspect?"
"Sorry. So do you think this HiNi is a criminal move?"
"I don't think so. It's hard to use and control biological weapons. But if that was the case..."
"There is a high probability of skilled terrorism going around developed countries." Keering completed Syla's thoughts.
"It started in Coemix and is now all around the world. Is there any country that has not a single case?"
"No, I don't believe there is." Keering was searching his memory for answers. "How rival countries that have not many cases?"
"Maybe. I don't know. You know, I feel there is something else to it. I'm just not getting it."
"Should I take a look at the archives at the public security office to see if there's anything that might help?"
"Never mind it. I'm kinda sick of this."
"Shall we go for a trip? Maybe you should relax a bit more."
Syla agreed. And so, their hourney to Miene began.
It was a sunny day. Syla was happy and so was Keering. They were riding dragon ships.
"Beautiful. The view from here is awesome."
Keering saw for the first time Syla's true smile. Not fake, not mean, not on purpose. He was amazed how he could feel such heavenly happiness just by watching her smile.
"Is Miene a nice country?" Syla put up such an innocent face that made Keering want to kiss her. But he quickly shook off that idea.
"I don't know myself. I've never been there."
Syla wanted to ask something else when the ship rocked a bit. Then, when she could stand steady, the ship rocked again. As if trying to knock the passengers off, the ship began to rise and fall constantly and it even did a round turn.
"Are you alright? Anywhere hurt?" keering asked when he got hold of Syla's arm.
"I'm fine." Syla said, but she was trembling so much that Keering pushed her into his arms.
"Keering?" Syla's voice was tiny.
"It'll be fine." Keering garanteed even though he was rather scared himself.
Right after Keering finished speaking, the ship was torn apart and the dragons supporting the ship flew away. Luckily for Syla, but not for Keering, Syla landed on top of Keering.
"Awwww... It hurt."
As Syla didn't answer, Keering looked at her. Her eyes were tightly closed and her arms were tangled in a self hug.
"Syla, it's fine now. Could you stand please? You are sitting on me."
Syla stood up abruptly. Watching her trembling with fear, Keering hugged her again.
"See? Even tough it was rather dangerous, you managed to live out. Isn't that good?"
"Maybe." Syla sounded even more doubtful than the word 'maybe'.
"It's not maybe. There have been a lot of aircraft crashes. The one from Acerfrn disappeared without any trace."
Syla seemed like she was stroke by something.
"Wait, wait. wait. You said Acefrn?"
"Yeah. You didn't know? It's strange. It was made head news."
"What would happen if there was someone trying to be a God's envoy?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've just remembered the incident about Acefrn's aircraft. Wasn't it from Miene to Acefrn?"
"Not really, but it was something really similar. Why?"
"Look, the aircrafts that crashed all had something to do with Miene and partner countries. And we have this crucial problem called virus, right?"
"I'm following your thoughts, but I don't know what conclusion can you take from that. What is Miene?"
"One of the envoys I was talking about."
"Do you mean there are more?"
"One more. I think. Acefrn."
"Both Miene and Acefrn?"
"You see, Acefrn is a developed country and it has the means to develop defenses against the virus, even if in this case it's not being as quick as ... and .... But, when it turns into a pandemic, people in jails have less means to survive."
"So, they are envoys of justice."
"True. And about Miene. Not knowing that there was a culprit behind the scenes, is forcing aircrafts to crash, because it is the main way which the virus is being spread."
"I see. They are crushing all the ships that may bring virus."
"So Miene is the envoy of God to select people."
"But keep this as story, only between us."
"Fine. It's for your safety after all. Let's have this trip and your story as a memento for your father."
"Hmm!" Syla smiled happily.

23 August 2009

Turning back

When I was on my way to Pudong airport at Shanghai, I realized something that I'll never forget.
In the night, the lights of Shanghai make it look beautiful. True, it cause lots of polution but it looks truely amazing. The bus drives on... Tall buildings and rivers, rivers of cars flow. Somehow, something came to my mind. The me that was leaving China for the first time also went by the same streets, same crosses, but how come I don't recognize any of them?
The thing I realizd then was that in China, specially Shanghai, nothing remains unchanged for long. You can't call yourself a Shanghaise if you are away too long, and that too long may only be half a year! I return to this city almost every year, yet I have so many things to see every time. When I returned to China ans went by this road which name I don't know, it was in good state, but when I was about to leave China about a month later, the same extension of about a kilometer was completely torn open. But, I'm confident that 2 months later, it will be in a perfect state.
Shanghai city is now like a unfinished building. Flaws everywhere, lots of reconstruction occuring everywhere. However, one thing is sure, they'll all be done before Expo2010. I believe chinese are famous for being due on schedule or maybe ahead of it.
Somehow, Shanghai city is overwhelming and when I was about to leave and look behind the time I spent there, for the first time since I left China when I was younger, I felt like staying in China for a living. Things sure change... Faster than I thought.