<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341</id><updated>2009-11-12T15:06:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter</title><subtitle type='html'>在殘夏的正午，&lt;br&gt;
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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/StXUYJv_q3I/AAAAAAAACgI/a-y3X4EVsD4/s1600-h/%E5%9C%962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/StXUYJv_q3I/AAAAAAAACgI/a-y3X4EVsD4/s400/%E5%9C%962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392449640245209970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10月了，我愛迎著東北季風哼歌，讓字符傳至南方去。&lt;br /&gt;南國比較適合歌唱，是不是因為海闊天空，所以什麼樣的曲調在那邊聽來都是和諧而溫暖的？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不信？就試著放一首&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYSvA_SR90g"&gt;丁噹&lt;/a&gt;的新歌吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從來都沒有機會好好走一趟九份。學生時代曾到過一兩回，油門裡催著年少輕狂，一路沿著新台五線狂奔，往往身體疲累。其後雖零零星星地路過幾趟，無奈都沒有閒情能靜心走它一段。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是印象九份總是潮濕的。清晨的鋁窗、傍晚的屋簷、燈下的石階、山腰的葉面…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這天出差脫隊之後，我收起雨傘獨自漫走在豎崎路的階梯上，拿出相機出神地拍了又拍，一旁商家則不停地用日文招攬路上觀光客。 聲音混著厚重的水汽後，偶被一陣季風吹走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想著那紅色的燈籠，會帶著小路蜿蜒到哪去？&lt;br /&gt;火車已到台北，而雨還不停。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/StXUYJv_q3I/AAAAAAAACgI/a-y3X4EVsD4/s72-c/%E5%9C%962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-5254846854211674717</id><published>2009-09-17T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:16:12.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>影下的等待</title><content type='html'>九月一直是個尷尬的月份，曆上寫著由夏轉秋，行事曆上則寫著返校開學。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一早路上背書包的學生多了，公車停靠的時間拉長，上上下下數不清的制服人影。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這天我不急著進公司打卡，因此不打算花過多的心神鑽梭在車隙裡，耳朵裡塞進最新的歌曲後便隨著路流走走停停。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋天的早晨已不算太熱，陽光的強度還是硬生生在柏油路上剪出大小分明的影子。大樓、陸橋、貨車、路燈…會動與不會動的，就在大地上播著皮影戲。然行人並不稀罕那些劇情，始終無視它們的演出，唯有路口燈號轉紅之時，大夥兒才東張西望地尋找那些蔭影，又熟練暫停於其中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾有一度，一大片樓影落在停止線前，我與他們一起掩躲在那裡，就像一不小心踩出去就要落海那般小心。等到紅燈熄滅綠燈亮起，便又開始尋找下一個立足的陸地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而秋陽哪管人間的什麼事情，暖烘烘地，繼續看著這場戲。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-5254846854211674717?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/5254846854211674717/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=5254846854211674717' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/5254846854211674717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/5254846854211674717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='影下的等待'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-1083161017312122489</id><published>2009-08-13T20:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:22:50.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>消失</title><content type='html'>從幼稚園升上小學的那時，家裡買了新的房子。在高樓還是一棟簡單的混凝土外觀的時候，爸爸常帶著一家人，來看工程施工的進度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13樓耶，我真的覺得13樓很高。當時鋁門窗的材料都還被包裝並仔細堆放在角落，攀在未來的窗口，我覺得自己就將跟台北的天際生活在一起，感到相當悸動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得竣工之後，我們一家整好了行李，離開了從小熟悉的重慶北路。接著坐上雲霄的電梯，我迫不及待地想拿姊姊自然實驗用的單筒望遠鏡，想一窺房間四處的天色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;午後一場疾雨後，姊姊興奮地把我叫到陽台，指著遠方一道清晰的虹彩。我陶醉在這個人生的首景，直到興起將它拍下的念頭。而當我裝好底片回神，才發現虹彩已消失在青空裡，一聲不響地，沒有驚動任何人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-1083161017312122489?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/1083161017312122489/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=1083161017312122489' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/1083161017312122489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/1083161017312122489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_13.html' title='消失'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-4978320669753272577</id><published>2009-08-02T03:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:34:20.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='遊興'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>再見180巷</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SnSVxbmVbSI/AAAAAAAACG0/qOJsNgXuvrg/s1600-h/DSC_6845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SnSVxbmVbSI/AAAAAAAACG0/qOJsNgXuvrg/s400/DSC_6845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365077732559777058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;獨自穿越國境之後，雲海之上是湛藍的天空。&lt;br /&gt;很久沒有坐在窗邊了，倚靠機身讓陽光落在我的臉上。&lt;br /&gt;「溫度，這是自然的溫度。」儘管超過了點可耐的灼熱，但還是比機身內的空調強些，讓人確實地觸碰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三年前我第一次認識澳門這個地方。&lt;br /&gt;在辦公室桌前翻閱著大小文件，在世界遺產的各角落嘗試發現新的話題與串連。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想不到我真的站在這裡了呢。&lt;br /&gt;從飛機降落的那一刻開始，看到了許多這幾年來做的廣告、寫的風景。&lt;br /&gt;然後我尋著三個月前收到的明信片，沿著童話般的路牌走到個這個街區，&lt;br /&gt;在漸開的雲朵中遇見當初的純粹。&lt;br /&gt;那牌坊、那廣場、教堂、大鐘、議廳，就像照片裡那樣地存在，沒有一絲變苟。&lt;br /&gt;我也嘗試那樣站在你城市的街頭，&lt;br /&gt;用一張紙、一信箋，向自己宣告那往後的美好。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-4978320669753272577?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/4978320669753272577/comments/default' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-8557473617326025079</id><published>2009-07-19T14:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:35:21.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='老歌的故事'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>老歌的故事 - 夢醒時分</title><content type='html'>前幾天個客戶一起坐車到某處開會，密切合作近半年了大家像朋友一樣熟絡，在遙遙路途上一邊看著高架橋上的台北都會，一邊話說當年台北還年輕的生活。雖然我是裡頭年紀最小的一個，但在這些六字頭前輩的談話之中，發現原來我們彼此還有很大一塊相疊的記憶，厚實的程度讓我感到非常地安心與懷念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到公司之後，我從iPod裡面找出屬於那個年代的一首歌，接著兩首、三首、四首...&lt;br /&gt;無論當時是怎樣讓我記得它們，現在我仍在空閒的時候不經意地哼唱著這些旋律。有些詞可能忘了，含糊帶過也沒有人笑我，但故事都還記得，我想記下它們。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DdhQE5kPZFA&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DdhQE5kPZFA&amp;amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小時候我們一家五口坐在爸爸開的轎車裡，那時的轎車跟現在比差很多，方方正正的一點不流線。我記得前座的置物櫃裡面放著一卷綠色封面的錄音帶，當時我不知道誰是陳淑樺，不過媽媽很愛聽這卷，每次上車一定放上幾輪，我則是睡睡醒醒了不少次。對這首歌的印象一直都是在這裡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到前幾年，偶然在李宗盛演唱會的影片中，看到有一短夢醒時分的演唱。而當時的我正好夢醒，才知道一往情深原是這般無奈。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-8557473617326025079?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/8557473617326025079/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SkTRMZ5gH9I/AAAAAAAABoI/eRIiSVHql04/s1600-h/4553_99240064041_766659041_2668909_3812201_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SkTRMZ5gH9I/AAAAAAAABoI/eRIiSVHql04/s320/4553_99240064041_766659041_2668909_3812201_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351632268263694290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天特別休了半天假參加學弟妹們的送舊家聚。畢業至今已經不知道是第四年還是第五年了，當再次回到台大校園附近，看著他們在談述著跟我們以前一樣的快樂與苦惱，不免又懷念起那一段純色的大學時光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天抓了個大學妹問道：你大一的時候我大四嗎？&lt;br /&gt;這樣一個好笑的問題，竟然從我口中說了出來。然而你們進大學的時候我早已畢業，那又是怎麼認識你們的呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吶，又一年過去了，上次見你們是在捷運站樓上的餐廳，這次又看到了新的家族成員。&lt;br /&gt;你們真是可愛的一家，讓我又再見證應有的純真笑容。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-7180929726679079265?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>隧道</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/Si8YuO4sqXI/AAAAAAAABmw/PGOPevY_6r0/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/Si8YuO4sqXI/AAAAAAAABmw/PGOPevY_6r0/s400/01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345518465261021554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為何穿越時空總要經過一段隧道？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天早上比任何人都早進了動物園，站在還沒開館的紅線行列中等候。因連續幾日長征而疲乏得緊的身體，一個不注意便在時間流淌中漂移了心神。詳細的部份已經記不得，印象裡我跟著隊伍最後的一個腳步，穿過大廳、拂過玻璃帷幕、走出穿堂、踏下石階…。接著參觀的人潮攜著方才撕下的漂根魚貫湧入，在龐大嬉鬧聲上是一片整齊的制服。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來這是一場小學的戶外教學。&lt;br /&gt;這些穿著淺藍色制服的學生們，面著我走過來。他們的天真真合適今早的煦日，我心裡這樣想著。回過神來發現他們身上的制服用簡單的簽字筆寫滿祝福的話。6月是畢業季，猜想這是他們第一次面臨分離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走過涵洞隧道的我，在隊伍的最後停下了腳步回首。看他們從隧道的這頭走向那頭，我像是遇見從前的自己那般，但無論怎麼呼喊他也不會回頭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-6402729026834837558?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/6402729026834837558/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=6402729026834837558' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/6402729026834837558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/6402729026834837558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='隧道'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/5202311703851063768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/5202311703851063768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_13.html' title='山城花詩'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SgrfFkPPxiI/AAAAAAAABjo/c4_54xuxqek/s72-c/DSC_9166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-5473073509979919255</id><published>2009-05-04T21:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:20:10.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>純真</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SncONGTPIGI/AAAAAAAACHs/1uIY7Pj4A6M/s1600-h/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SncONGTPIGI/AAAAAAAACHs/1uIY7Pj4A6M/s400/%E7%85%A7%E7%89%87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365773099227619426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月夾雜在三月裡一起度過了，才讓這個春天顯得特別漫長。然這些三言兩語說不完的種種，如往昔一般像播在土裡的種子，悄悄蟄伏。直到快樂、難受、好與不好的歷程都轉化為養土，便在哪裡茁壯，等候成長相遇時的喜悅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這天收到一封明信片，只覺得署名圖案熟悉，在加班後的腦海裡卻撈不出誰的容顏。看到精巧可愛的郵戳才發現它來自澳門，乘載輕輕的生日祝福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我猛然想起今晚在巷口遇到一個騎腳踏車的中學女生，沿路高聲哼唱著《&lt;layer id="searchwp-highlighting0" highlight="term-1" class="searchwp-term"&gt;&lt;/layer&gt;失憶》這首歌。在那個年紀的自己，也常常自顧自地在晚自習後沿路哼歌回家。在經歷許多好壞參差的部份後，「純真」這個形容乍看好似距離漸遠，但我依舊不想放棄回歸最初的本心，就像一張簡單的信籤，三兩行字句、只會投向一個單純的目的地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們都要加油。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-5473073509979919255?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/5473073509979919255/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=5473073509979919255' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-8074688324827997942</id><published>2009-04-20T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:12:36.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>乘載幸福</title><content type='html'>午時回到家裡附近與家人一起出外用餐，是最近幾個週末的一種常態。我跟小兩歲的妹妹走在一起，她最喜歡一邊拉著我的手臂，一邊問我近來生活裡是不是有缺什麼，下週要幫我補齊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊，忘了從什麼時候開始，可以跟妹妹這麼親近。大概我們都是直性子的人，又聚少離多，所以總是有新奇的事情可以聊，或是吃完飯一起去逛些衣服店。今天經過家裡附近的捷運站口，她拉著我想看一旁的攤子，吵著要買藍色小精靈的玩偶。親愛的妹妹，哥哥最近身邊有兩隻了啊。長兩歲的姊姊也在一旁叫和著，又貪著便宜，我只好一口氣又買了三隻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小時候父母親什麼都要幫我們準備三等份的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傍晚洗車的時候，看到前面一對父子一起洗著全家的三菱幸福房車。那位父親年紀大了，身體不太靈活，而那孩子認真地上上下下刷洗著車身，沒有一點不甘願。只是，一個不小心的失誤，就換來一陣嚴厲的責備。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;甫入初夏的晚霞，掀起天空一片烘暖的顏色。爾後我發動引擎想追上，想告訴他們要耐心乘載幸福。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;教室外頭鐵欄杆上掛著早晨打掃剛溼潤的抹布，早自習的鈴一響，學生也只有乖乖進教室安靜的份，哪怕掃帚拖把剛剛才在走廊上打的火熱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我最討厭早自習要幫老師抄數學題。我身高不夠，每回都得將墊腳的椅子挪來挪去才能把黑板做最完整的利用。題目抄好，同學也快寫完了，而我筆記本才剛剛拿出來又得抄一次，再想都不是太划算的工作。但是班長啊就是得像長工一樣，這個要會、那個也要會，考試還不能考太差，真不知道是誰訂的規矩。幸好第四節的班會就準備要改選幹部了，這回一定要提名那個成績雖然普通但人緣超好的傢伙，打破這個陳舊的慣例。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;強烈的夏季，電風扇在天花板嘎響不停畫圈，大夥兒制服都還是都濕了領口，女孩們拿著面紙擦拭泛紅的哇雙頰，男孩們則用墊板搧風，不時露出九九乘法表的那一面。四樓的校舍視野穿過操場可以看見松山機場降落的航道，飛機起落從窗外的眼前掠過，只見一雙雙小眼睛視線離開了黑板課本，盯著飛機瞧一邊還做奇怪的手勢。「收集一百架可以許願呢！」有人一這麼說，整個早上就沒人的心還留在課本上頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到在制式的班會中提了名、舉了手，幹部選舉結果出爐，我的計謀一樣沒有成功。&lt;br /&gt;午時遠處山邊堆著立體而湛白的積雲，飛機一樣起降，藍天下我忘不了那分明的顏色。&lt;br /&gt;就像是與不是那樣分明，至今都難以忘懷。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-8992286337173851199?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/8992286337173851199/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-2289989824164456620</id><published>2009-03-10T20:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:14:29.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='遊興'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>REUNION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a dragover="true" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SbZetAzoEOI/AAAAAAAABfw/w0GCw9YutKM/s1600-h/DSC_2606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SbZetAzoEOI/AAAAAAAABfw/w0GCw9YutKM/s400/DSC_2606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311536937933738210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;回到服役的營區，對每個男孩子而言一定是件特別的事情。尤其是需要飛躍一段海洋、敞開一陣雲霧，跨足一抔紅土，才能到達頹圮的蔓草裡回憶的這段往事，又讓我對於金門這片土地抱懷著更多的思念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上次飛機著陸在這已是4年前了。而花崗石醫院的鐵門即便拴得不緊，依舊阻擋住我們一行人的腳步。吶，太多人的故事發生在這裡，或許輕輕的從它的石門前走過，才是最不起波瀾的體貼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這群當初認識的女孩子們變成大女孩了。幸運的是我們依舊在一起，唱著相同的歌。&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Smi73em3C2I/SbZd8FW3b7I/AAAAAAAABfo/iN_M8NO6Fkw/s1600-h/DSC_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-2289989824164456620?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/2289989824164456620/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=2289989824164456620' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;偶然看到有一個小妹妹是這麼寫下願望的：&lt;br /&gt;「親愛的媽媽，新的一年也要健健康康喔！」乖女兒上。&lt;br /&gt;下一次，我也想要許一個這樣清脆的願望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;春天準時在鞭炮聲的結尾從窗台走了進來，&lt;br /&gt;晒在左肩的陽光已有炙烤的溫度，但我怎麼還披著冬日的外衣？&lt;br /&gt;那樣不合時宜又頹萎的自己，就在茵茵綠意中被突顯出來。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-647174258391943620?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/647174258391943620/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=647174258391943620' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/647174258391943620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/647174258391943620'/><link 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type='html'>一天走進山疊裡，欲圖個工作外的清快。麻繩吊橋，怎樣看都不會是都市裡的東西，岩牆草壁上的蟲子也是。六月天萬物已開始鑽動，濕膩的觸覺爬到了臉上，正午過後汗水開始從額頭冒出，最後連眼窩都攻陷了，感覺蚊蟲蒼蠅土塵全會往身上黏，活像個捕蟲燈，真是可怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;果然在辦公室裡坐太久，年輕時期鍛鍊的肌肉都變成了白肉，被說成飼料雞就是這麼回事。偏偏今天學人家放山雞一樣往山裡跑，待發現背包裡只剩半瓶水，離山頭卻還有一大半距離時，對此行的疑惑又緩緩冒了出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼我要來？還不為了山上那特別的黑曜石。這山百年前是座火山，噴發冷卻後山頭上留有黑亮晶透的岩塊。本來它也不是什麼高貴礦物，但慢慢民間傳說一多，這美麗的黑色石塊就突然間讓人注目起來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是說，為了揮去那些在我身邊打轉的女人們，老婆大人要我帶一個亮澤的石塊回來。巷口的算命仙對他說，用塊黑曜石刻一隻狐狸給我帶著，這些桃花就會被斬得一乾二淨，從此天下太平。我個人不信這些，更不認為身邊有叢聚什么女孩子們，一點意識都沒有。現在我看著半壺水瓶，對於怎麼會相信這話的自己感到相當不可思議，況且怎麼想都應當是他來找才合邏輯，可見我真的一點都沒有貳心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;烈日把腳下的陰影縮短，隨著體力耗支我的步伐也跟著緊縮，好不容易攀上山腰的涼亭，整個人就已經攤在長凳上使不出力，姑且閉目小憩幾刻。接著鼎沸的人聲喚醒了我，原來是一組年輕大學生出遊，一群男生圍繞著幾個女生沿途喧譁了上來。幸好大叔般狼狽的樣貌並沒有被當成路邊的遊民，他們一塊兒坐在涼亭圓桌旁的長椅上，突然收起了嗓音，將瓶水咕嚕嚕吞進肚裡，現場只剩下芒草撫動與水的回聲。休息間一位女孩的手機不斷鈴鈴作響，他在簇擁的眼神裡接起了電話，並輕聲回應。而我發現他手機上也掛著一隻黑色的狐狸。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;在兩三次停靠之後，幾乎所有人一起下了三義站。接著從櫃台走出來的站長，一一為乘客剪票、補票、解答各景點的交通問題，其後獨自一人又走回值班櫃台，替下一批旅客打印出張張車票。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬日柔細的陽光在鏡頭裡折出綿長的線絲。傍晚回到車站的時候，我依舊思索著站長打印的張張車票，又帶著誰的夢想到了哪裡。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-2322115223161349639?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/2322115223161349639/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=2322115223161349639' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/2322115223161349639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/2322115223161349639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/01/4.html' title='車站 (4)'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-8042257744959957502</id><published>2009-01-10T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:44:27.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='故事'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>車站 (3)</title><content type='html'>「啊，別走啊，別走！」我心裡想發出極大的吼聲，但想當然地從沒有吼出來，畢竟在眾目睽睽的大馬路上，實在丟臉得很。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這裡是我家前面的公車站，放學時間這裡總擠滿了轉車的學生，一堆車子台北橋頭前鑽動，準備跨越河界到三重或是更遠的蘆洲。不過既然已經到家為何還要追車呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天特別翹了最後一堂的公民課，研究好公車路線，搶在他下課前他校附近的公車站等他。說是「等」，其實並不肯定他一定會到這裡來。第一次見面的時候我悄悄地推敲他住處的方向，於是就把賭注下在這。至於能不能遇見他，就用一種隨機的方式去決定吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果，就像八點檔連續劇一般，穿著白色制服的他出現在眼前，當時他眼睛瞪得很大，可能忖著：「這奇怪的男子為何會在下課時間跑到這裡來，是針對我來的嗎？真 是恐怖。」而5號公車一到，他也顧不了那麼多便匆匆上車，我幾個健步跟在後頭，幸好神態自然不至於會被認為是怪人。不過，一整個在車上的時間我都緊張到說不出話來，因此放在口袋裡的紙條也沒遞。每一次靠站車上的某個角落就換上一群新面孔，原先我也沒心神去在意其他人，直到他按鈴起身，才發覺事態已遲，只能急忙下車。也不知是不是我的因素，看來他的腳步飛快。我下車後只看到一眼他的身影，而他一腳躍上306公車，門一關我心就涼了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此刻我正顧著不要丟臉呢，但實在不想這樣就放棄了。幸好後面一輛相同的公車一來，便立刻上了車，只差「快追著前面那台車」沒說出口。最後，在蘆洲總站前的幾個紅燈倒數時刻，兩輛車並停在一起。我急忙下了這一台，上了那一台，接著把準備好的字條攤在他面前。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然這就是我們最後的見面了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-8042257744959957502?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/8042257744959957502/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=8042257744959957502' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/8042257744959957502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/8042257744959957502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/01/3.html' title='車站 (3)'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-6708137084984727107</id><published>2009-01-09T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:47:34.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='故事'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>車站 (2)</title><content type='html'>今天學長也有來耶。遠遠的我就看見他，還有背在肩上看似塞滿課本的書包。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;據說現在許多學校已經取消穿制服上課的制度了。但我們那個年代，上課的日子不必煩惱服裝要怎麼搭，只消擔心上衣是不是有整燙過，挺才好看嘛，再吹個頭髮什麼的，能玩的就僅有這些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;綠燈一亮，我走到馬路中央的公車站，跟他一起等同一班車，一旁還有一個北一女的學姐，但說穿了其實我們彼此都不認識。不過，每天在這裡搭同一班車，可見全都住在這個街區，偶爾眼神交會以微笑交談，程度就到這裡而已。就像一家屋頂上的貓，跟另一家屋頂上的貓，咪咪叫了聲就好像交過朋友一樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之後我升上高二，他們畢業了，不知在何處念著大學，就不曾再遇見。有一回返家的227公車很擁擠，我被迫站在後門的樓梯上，搖搖擺擺地維持平衡。然誰知忽然司機煞車一踩，我見站在門前的隔壁國中小男生重心不穩，慌忙地一手將他抓住。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊，其實我也常看見他。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-6708137084984727107?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/6708137084984727107/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5357843093371080341&amp;postID=6708137084984727107' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/6708137084984727107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5357843093371080341/posts/default/6708137084984727107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/2009/01/2.html' title='車站 (2)'/><author><name>宣</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15030427493473024586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18302339701111876248'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5357843093371080341.post-3389371325127178083</id><published>2009-01-06T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:30:53.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜寫'/><title type='text'>半新的年</title><content type='html'>在一陣煙火之後，好像謝幕一樣，這年之中的每個遇見的人，在我腦海理浮現，如光譜一樣排開，一覽無遺。接著日出之後，光線一階一階攀上床沿，為這新的一個時點增溫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，新的一年怎麼想都不會是嶄新的開始。那些昨日的殘溫，不都一樣緊緊地握在手裡？所以要許下一個願望：半新的年有個半新的自己，用那麼些的不一樣來軟化所有的僵局。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5357843093371080341-3389371325127178083?l=kozi-huang.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kozi-huang.blogspot.com/feeds/3389371325127178083/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' 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