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2026 Those Who See Light(看见光明的人)


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2026-08-31 International Overdose Awareness Day

【The Comedian As The Letter C-V | A Nice Shady Home (1921)】

Wallace Stevens (1879—1955)

        ……

        In the presto of the morning, Crispin trod,

        Each day, still curious, but in a round

        Less prickly and much more condign than that

        He once thought necessary. Like Candide,

        Yeoman and grub, but with a fig in sight,

        And cream for the fig and silver for the cream,

        A blonde to tip the silver and to taste

        The rapey gouts. Good star, how that to be

        Annealed them in their cabin ribaldries!

        Yet the quotidian saps philosophers

        And men like Crispin like them in intent,

        If not in will, to track the knaves of thought.

        But the quotidian composed as his,

        Of breakfast ribands, fruits laid in their leaves,

        The tomtit and the cassia and the rose,

        Although the rose was not the noble thorn

        Of crinoline spread, but of a pining sweet,

        Composed of evenings like cracked shutters flung

        Upon the rumpling bottomness, and nights

        In which those frail custodians watched,

        Indifferent to the tepid summer cold,

        While he poured out upon the lips of her

        That lay beside him, the quotidian

        Like this, saps like the sun, true fortuner.

        For all it takes it gives a humped return

        Exchequering from piebald fiscs unkeyed.

—— ? —— ? —— ? —— ? —— ? —— ? —— ? ——

【《喜剧演员就像字母C之五 | 舒适的阴凉小屋(1921)】

华莱士·史蒂文斯“异乡人·花环”(1879生—1955卒)

【红霞译】

            ……

            清晨时分,克里斯宾“卷发”步履稳健,

            日复一日,仍怀好奇,却循着

            一条不再那么尖刻、比他昔日

            更加相称的轨迹。如老实人一般,

            农夫与草根,却也憧憬无花果,

            无花果配奶油,奶油配银器,

            还有金发女郎点缀银器,品尝那

            丰腴的汁液。我的天哪,如何淬炼

            他们在小屋中的粗野嬉戏!

            然而日常消磨哲人,

            而像克里斯宾之流,意趣相投,

            即便不全是意志,也追踪思想的狡黠之徒。

            但日常自有其构成:

            早餐的丝带,叶间果实,

            山雀、肉桂与玫瑰——

            玫瑰并非展开的裙裾中,

            高贵的刺,却带着思念的甜;

            由傍晚构成,像被抛开的百叶窗

            搭在皱褶的底部;而夜晚,

            脆弱的守护者注视,

            对温吞的夏日凉意浑然不觉,

            当他倾诉衷肠,吻着

            躺在身旁的女子,平常的日子

            就像这样,如太阳般消耗着能量,真正的幸运儿。

            又在付出之余得到丰厚的回报,

            从斑驳的国库中汲取点滴馈赠。

【注】这个时代不缺聪明人,不缺有钱人,缺的是那些能在公园里停下来、抬头看树叶缝隙间透出阳光的人。他们的人生未必平坦,却总能在一地琐碎里打捞出一点光亮。能在菜市场为一根新鲜的黄瓜高兴,在晚风里为一朵云的形状驻足,在疲惫的傍晚被一杯温茶接住——那些细碎的瞬间,像被悄悄藏进日子的糖,他们总能准确地摸到。

过得好,拼的从来不是外表、金钱或家世,而是你对微小幸福的感知力。能被一片阳光治愈的人,不会轻易把自己逼进死胡同——因为他们身上有一种不灭的生命力,像一株总能在石缝里找到方向的植物。他们不等待大事发生才允许自己快乐,而是在每一个寻常的日子里,反复练习与生活和解。他们不是在躲避沉重,而是在沉重中,依然保有识别光的能力。他们珍惜的不是光本身,而是那束光证明自己仍能被打动的时刻。

我曾以为自己活得很用力,就是活得很好。直到有一天下午,我坐在家对面小公园的长椅上,抬头看见光从梧桐叶的缝隙漏下来,碎金一样落在我膝盖上。没有大事发生,没有好消息到来,只是那几秒的光让我忽然松了下来。那一刻我明白,幸福不是被结果赐予的,而是一种即使没有理由,也愿意为自己停留的底气。不是生活变好了你才看见光,而是你看见光的那一刻,生活就已经开始变好了。我低头让光落在手掌上,忽然觉得今天本身已经足够让人留下来。

Today in History(历史上的今天):

2015: Beijing, Tanzhe Temple of China(中国北京·潭柘寺)

2014: Labor Day Weekend Bowling(劳工节周末打保龄球)

1986-04-13_Beijing_Prospect Garden-30001.jpgProspect Garden in Beijing, Featuring a Full-size Real-life Replica of the Fictional Garden from the Classic Chinese Novel Dream of the Red Chamber

(北京大观园·中国古典名著《红楼梦》中虚构园林的等比例实景复刻 04-13-1986)

Those Who See Light in Watercolor Illustration Style.jpgThose Who See Light in Watercolor Illustration Style

(看见光明的人·水彩插画风格)

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