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【1900】 中最精彩的一段台词。

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1900在解释自己为什么不愿意离开船时说的一段话。时不时的翻出来看看,告诉自己,别走得太远。

All that city… You just couldn’t see an end to it. The end! Please, could you show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway and I was grand, too, in my overcoat. I cut quite a figure and I had no doubts about getting off. Guaranteed. That wasn’t a problem. It wasn’t what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn’t see. Can you understand that? What I didn’t see. In all that sprawling city, there was everything except an end. There was everything. But there wasn’t an end. What I couldn’t see was where all that came to an end. The end of the world. Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are 88 of them and no-one can tell you differently. They are not infinite, you are infinite. And on those 88 keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by. But you get me up on that gangway and roll out a keyboard with millions of keys, and that’s the truth, there’s no end to them, that keyboard is infinite. But if that keyboard is infinite there’s no music you can play. You’re sitting on the wrong bench. That’s God’s piano. Christ, did you see the streets? There were thousands of them! How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die. All that world weighing down on you without you knowing where it ends. Aren’t you scared of just breaking apart just thinking about it, the enormity of living in it? I was born on this ship. The world passed me by, but two thousand people at a time. And there were wishes here, but never more than could fit on a ship, between prow and stern. You played out your happiness on a piano that was not infinite. I learned to live that way. Land is a ship too big for me. It’s a woman too beautiful. It’s a voyage too long. Perfume too strong. It’s music I don’t know how to make. I can’t get off this ship. At best, I can step off my life. After all, it’s as though I never existed. You’re the exception, Max. You’re the only one who knows that I’m here. You’re a minority. You’d better get used to it. Forgive me, my friend. But I’m not getting off.

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彩色的梦是梦里的现实,黑白的梦是梦中的回忆

2013年11月20日 RedRocks 3 条评论

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两个月的旅行归来后,时差加缺氧,每天晚上总会醒上几次,然后就渐渐开始有梦,开始记得梦里发生的那些事情。昨晚记得的梦居然有三个。

梦一,我们在房子里,屋外有硕大的野牛走动,牛有很锐利的尖角,让人完全无法抵挡的危险。我觉得这些牛是想要攻击人的,于是进屋锁上每一道门。入夜,听见卧室外有声音。我从气窗一角看出去,那些牛挤满了走廊,目露凶光,显然来着不善。那门肯定是挡不住它们的一下冲击,但它们此刻不知道我们在屋里,只在走道里耐心等候机会。孩子们开始开不着边的玩笑,我想让他们安静,却换来更多的笑声,着急中,我就醒了。

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梦二,从门口的树上飞来两只鹰,彩色的鹰,停在我们的屋檐下。那鹰看起来很暴躁,那鹰看起来也很需要照料。我不知道该怎么应对它们,想吆喝着让它们飞走,但鹰只在屋檐下辗转徘徊,就是不肯展翅。。。这个梦没有结尾,我也没有醒,但不知道为什么依然记得。

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第三个梦记得最详细的,色彩的变幻贯穿着整个梦境。

我从车库打开的门走到车道上,车都停在外面。梦里,我立刻明白我是在做梦,或者是一次时空的穿越。

我看到的一切都是黑白色的,树是灰的,车是灰的,房子是灰的。我记得很清楚,在那个黑白的梦境里,那个瞬间,我也看见了色彩,为为的红车在灰色的覆盖边缘露出一带本色。彩色在黑白的梦境里非常显眼。梦的色彩可以变化,可以是黑白,也可以有彩色。

我看见的然然只有到妈妈肩膀的高度,于是,在梦里,我知道,我正穿越了时空,因为这显然是几年前的场景。我问然然妈妈,这是怎么一回事,为什么我看到的孩子们是几年前的他们。然然妈妈用英文回答:there must be something in the past that you are not willing to let go. 说完,她带着然然出去买东西了。我躺在木棉树下的草地上,为为去车道上变成灰色的红马里拿东西。我闭着眼,流泪了,时空让我觉得很痛苦,无法掌控它的流动和变化,孩子大了,孩子小了,爸爸妈妈来了,爸爸妈妈走了,我觉得那么的无力。为为从车里拿了一床毯子给我盖上。我睁开眼,忽然发现车是红色的了,为为也依然高大,梦里我又回到了梦里的现实。

我醒了,发现自己真的泪流满面。

梦,可以是彩色,也可以是黑白。彩色的梦是梦里的现实,黑白的梦是梦中的回忆。

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