Let it be

来这里一年了，生活不紧不慢的发生着变化。我已经过了为这些变化而唏嘘感伤许久的年纪，慢慢的学会面对熟悉事物的离去和完全没有把握的不确定的未来。终于在经历了若干年的梦游之后，从很久以前回到了现在，将心和大脑解冻，开始新的旅程。 如果将生活看得很轻，就不会痛苦，但也不会有多少真正的快乐。 当生活变得沉重，会有压力，会depressed，但是也才会有生活的感觉，才会有值得回忆的体验，没有白活。

记忆中象过了很久很久，趟过了很多条河，翻过了很多座山，最惦念的还是我家小牛嘿嘿，

象这一晚轻松的聊聊天，上上网，看了很多有意思的文章，原来，阅读带给我的可以是长久以后浅浅的微笑，而不是愁思苦脑。虽然可能心上的欢欣是不一样的哦

比如一篇book review中的一句

Ming is quiet, bookish, idealistic and exceptionally sheltered while Yan is worldly, jaded and tossed to and fro on the waves of impulse.  

很久就喜欢上了book review。我常常听的review节目好多，如narcy pearl大妈的,bwt the lines中的女声很好，偏偏就是我喜欢的那一档，但是就是有妖婆的感觉，npr的books很中庸，一个男人总让人觉得过于僵硬，不过内容满丰富的。。。

我还喜欢一个fabvalley的论坛，从不对bbs感冒的我却能在那儿 流连很久， 只是没有那么多时间，而瞅瞅众恶人们堆建的小谷还真是让我明了了到底论坛可以好到哪去，hoho

下午的时候坐定给老丁写了一封信，向madam汇报了最近走路不左顾右盼，低头不看闲书，吃饭不含糊的状态，怕她老人家被我擅长的confused能力所忽悠，遂总结陈词道心情还好，就是太累liao

不行太困了。。。。 

Book Review: February Flowers
Filed in: Stuff ‘n Nonsense
I recently read February Flowers, a first time novel by Fan Wu. The book was exceptionally well written, which in and of itself is impressive, but even more so with this book because the author is not writing in her native language. Her command of English paired with her fluid, poetic way with imagery and detail make the book a joy to read, as the reader is bathed in the world Wu creates.

The novel begins as college students Ming and Yan form an unlikely friendship. Ming is quiet, bookish, idealistic and exceptionally sheltered while Yan is worldly, jaded and tossed to and fro on the waves of impulse. The book is set in modern China, which creates many challenges and difficulties for the girls as they struggle to escape the classism and societal expectations that they face.

It is evident that the two girls are metaphors for old and new China. Both struggle in their newfound roles, one brazenly barging ahead in any way she can manage and the other quietly, almost with regret leaving the tradition and consistency of the old way of life. They take insight from each other, but neither is willing to concede that the other’s way of life is superior. In many cases the girls are both jealous and ashamed of each other.

Although this is a coming of age story, it seems to leave the reader unsettled, wondering if Ming ever truly arrived. Bythe end of the book her innocence has been shattered, but she clings so tightly to her childlike idealism one has to question whether or not she has completed her journey. Her earlier, almost unbelievable naivety has been erased, however, her roots provide such a grounded perspective for her that although she accepts, she cannot embrace the new ways she has learned.

February Flowers is a thought provoking read, and I give it a thumbs up.

This review sponsored by Mother Talk.