having nothing to do in the long vacation. very touched by Good Will Hunting even it was very Hollywood and too good to be true for the happy-ending.

 

still touch.......by a clip of the movie.

 

                        SEAN

I thougt about what you said to me the other day, about my painting.

I stayed up half the night thinking about it and then something occured to me and I fell into a deep peaceful sleep and haven't thought about you since. 

You know what occurred to me?

                        WILL

No.

                        SEAN

You're just a kid. You don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about.

                        WILL

Well, thank you.

                        SEAN

That’s all right. You've never been out of Boston?

                        WILL

No.

                        SEAN

So if I asked you about art you could give me the skinny on every art book ever written...Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and The Pop, sexual orientation，the whole work,right?But you couldn't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never　actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling . I’ve seen that.If I asked you about women ,probably you could give me a syllabus of your personal favorites, and maybe you've been laid a few times. But you can't tell me how it feels to wake up next to a woman and be truly happy.You tough kid.If I asked you about war,you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends.",but you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap and watched him gasp his last breath, looking to you for help.And if I asked you about love, you will probably quote me a sonnet, but you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known that someone could level you with her eyes. That someone could rescue you from grief. Feel that God had put an angel on Earth just for you. She could rescue you from the depth of hell And you wouldn't know how it felt to be her angel. To have the love for her, be there forever. Through anything, through cancer.You wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand because the doctors could see in your eyes that the term "visiting hours" don't apply to you.You don't know about real loss, because that only occurs when you love something more than yourself. I doubt you have ever dared to love someone that much.I look at you. I don't see an intelligent confident man. I see a cocky, scared-shitless kid. But you are a genius,Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly know the depth of you.But you presume to know everything about me, because you saw a painting of mine and you ripped my fucking life apart.

ou're an orphan, right?

Do you think I know the first thing about how hard you life has been,how you feel ,who you are because I’ve read "Oliver Twist" ? Does that encapsulate you?

Personally, I don’t give a shit about that. Because you know what?I can’t learn anything from you.I can’t read in some funking book. Unless you want you to talk about you, who you are. Then I’m fascinated, for I’m in. But you don’t want do that, you’re terrified of what you might say. You move.

最近我每天都在接受各位同志和朋友的赞叹，“wowo，你真的瘦了”，或者“wow，你看上去健康了”。

 

得意之余，不得不反省，我以前干嘛了？

 

我终于明白，都是贪吃惹的祸！

 

经过10几年的努力，我终于回到了接近大学毕业时的体重。感谢我的一时冲动，终于成功地抑制了我的无边无际的食欲。

 

每次我想到我都能控制我的食欲了，就不由得自我膨胀，还有什么搞不定的？？

我策划了很久的超级长假的计划看来是无法实现了，唉，郁闷。

 

上周和一群难得敬业的法国鬼子们开会，说话太久，终于在最后一天嗓子发炎了，我可怜的凤体，在北京难得阴雨的周末一直处于浑浑噩噩的康复状态。

 

今年真是流年不利啊！

 

当然即使不能出远门了，至少也得把超级长假的吃喝玩乐进行到底啊！

不知道这是谁总结的。高兴！好像都实现过呢。要是能实现各N次就更好了！这算贪心吗？

10几年后再次去潭柘寺。玉兰花盛开。千年的银杏树还没发芽。路修的很好走了，古寺没那么幽静了。我变胖了吧。。。。。还有当年还没有数码相机呢。。。弹指一挥间。。。。