<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783</id><updated>2011-12-27T13:53:03.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chanchiyat</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6643777008788014512</id><published>2011-10-08T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:44:22.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>漫天絲線的季節</title><content type='html'>不知道葉是如何由綠變黃的, 但我知道由藍變紅是怎麼樣的一回事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記憶總悄悄地溜走, 拖著一大堆如絲的長線, 為啥?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就讓它去吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6643777008788014512?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6643777008788014512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>灰濛的下雨天，被困在一個地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有好好的去做任何事情，只是不停地搞著鍵盤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這算是什麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但這個城巿有過百萬人也過著同樣的生活吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果陸沉在這裏發生，會不會帶來一點不同？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想天空下來一條龍，活生生的，把赤熱的火送到每個街角。最好盤纏著國金，坐在裏面的人都看得到比玻璃幕牆還要大的龍鱗。一收一放，直像放大了的魚鰓。好想好想......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8395961826657156986?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8395961826657156986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=8395961826657156986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/8395961826657156986'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-2998225518320509849?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/2998225518320509849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=2998225518320509849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/2998225518320509849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/2998225518320509849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_18.html' title='黑色的物質'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-2528896683334075546</id><published>2011-04-10T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T17:43:54.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>為啥要繼續</title><content type='html'>有好些時候了，什麼都感受不了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切也是沒有意義的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底，為啥要繼續。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果可以返回……其實，就連返回也沒有意義。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明白嗎？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-2528896683334075546?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;如果可以，或者拿著槍殺㪣，比活在當下要好……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-313192736330773135?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/313192736330773135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=313192736330773135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/313192736330773135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/313192736330773135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='活在虛擬世界'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-818684934880286858</id><published>2010-10-08T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:01:44.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>秋天。</title><content type='html'>秋天的涼意由窗外送進來，我沒有特別添加衣服。換了一個住處，躺在倘大的梳化，看著窗外的樹影。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一夜的月光，沒有好好欣賞。我們都在忙。要是吃一口月餅是告訴你秋的到來，那不妨多吃幾口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少，這一年，我們還有秋天。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-818684934880286858?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3583670676273631345</id><published>2010-08-13T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:19:46.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不動聲色</title><content type='html'>無論他們再怎麼謾罵, 都要不動聲色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界本來就由很多聲音組成, 根本不用一一回應。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空很藍, 橙黃色灑滿一地鹽。如果覺得太鹹, 可以多放一點水。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3583670676273631345?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3583670676273631345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3583670676273631345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title='lazy'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-7595396944177828233</id><published>2010-07-05T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T16:48:34.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>隠密</title><content type='html'>基本上你不知道我是誰, 除非你知道我是誰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以, 這是隠密的空間。我說的話沒有聲音, 一切如空白。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如紙, 連紙也沒有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我希望, 一天我死去的時候, 這裏也沒有人發現, 最好隨之幻滅。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7595396944177828233?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-8066648522790690699</id><published>2010-06-09T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:48:11.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>雨天的青</title><content type='html'>雨天, 帶著點點青, 聽著JAMIE CULLUM的歌, 有一點喜歡今天的雨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一向, 我都不喜歡雨天。我又不喜歡晴天, 太熱。陰天又太陰沉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當然, 其實, 我也有時會喜歡雨天的濕、晴天的熱, 或者陰天的暗。大概, 我喜歡的, 是沒什麼性格的天氣。就是, 跟本沒有發現要去留意天氣的一日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又, 我討厭沒有性格的事情。唔... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8066648522790690699?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8066648522790690699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>逝者</title><content type='html'>逝者去，生命也無所依也無靠。到最後，我們什麼都控制不了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當然，這是一早知道的。那營營役役又為啥？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6654859283279091851?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6654859283279091851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6654859283279091851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6654859283279091851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6654859283279091851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_27.html' title='逝者'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-4789422606838990907</id><published>2010-04-24T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:44:29.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不是香港人</title><content type='html'>她說，你看起來根本就是個日本人！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她說，你還蠻像那個韓國名星！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唯唯諾諾，心底裏我想問，是不是不那麼普通，就會變成不是香港人？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4789422606838990907?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4789422606838990907/comments/default' title='Post 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thought i would have died few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would not have got past that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. it's just triviality. i know. it's just matter of choice. but, what's the point of all these...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5279663392805910714?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5279663392805910714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5279663392805910714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5279663392805910714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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haven't even left my sofa. what a perfect lazy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the sky falls now, it won't be anything. i hope the world spins lovely and peacefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4611587772859565937?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4611587772859565937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=4611587772859565937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4611587772859565937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4611587772859565937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427747737141035922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如雨，緊握著他的手於人群裏隨著浪起舞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尖叫、擺手、拍掌、舞動……一切都不用思考，只要跟著人浪去做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那狹小的，人與人之間的距離沒有了，都只向著一點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可以暢泳於人海，那是一場多麼真實的，比祭典還要神聖。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4310311031929643582?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4310311031929643582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=4310311031929643582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4310311031929643582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4310311031929643582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_18.html' title='綠日'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cgNMzH06kxE/S1M7zzq4w5I/AAAAAAAAABc/nYuS9lsJ9zY/s72-c/photo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-155828265983843219</id><published>2010-01-12T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T00:18:02.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>木星</title><content type='html'>木星到來，會否挽回跌勢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些事情，就好像落入無底洞，一直往下墮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以為在什麼時候會來一個解脫，可是，再等也沒有來臨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;談笑著跌勢，響往霧水一般的幸運。然後，猛然醒起，再悲哀不過無止境的下滑，天昏地暗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來一個玉石俱焚，至少，有過一點聲音。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-155828265983843219?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/155828265983843219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=155828265983843219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/155828265983843219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/155828265983843219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='木星'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1059773743336744303</id><published>2009-11-27T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:31:55.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tori amos・平安夜</title><content type='html'>聽到tori amos 唱的平安夜以後，一切就有點不同了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那嗓子把不真實的世界拖到面前，一下子，把現實吞掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要是前行還有什麼，是不是應該在這裏算一算脹？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正如他說的，開動了就無法停下來了……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1059773743336744303?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3220252801276672436</id><published>2009-11-03T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:03:19.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痛。</title><content type='html'>痛不停的蔓延，目光不停的模糊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;送我一碗孟婆湯，叫我一夜睡好。醒來記不起你，也記不起我自己，痛也就忘得一乾二淨。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3220252801276672436?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3220252801276672436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3220252801276672436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='以為……'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-8792781369403401548</id><published>2009-10-17T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:57:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>秋</title><content type='html'>日照短了，叫人憂郁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如活在那個KAWAII的世界，一定美滿得沒有夜晚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;藍色的天空在心頭徘徊，沒有進來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我可是吃著那麥當奴的紅與黃，應當很高興……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8792781369403401548?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>263</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-4136025318724553309</id><published>2009-07-26T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:19:01.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痛</title><content type='html'>痛在全身漫延，假如可以話事，明天起不來也不錯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶然的看到血災，想想臉給燒了也沒有知覺，為何還不顧一切踏油門要多走數轉？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃著冰，其實一切有意義沒有，我不知道。如果我知道，我早就不在這裏。不是嗎？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4136025318724553309?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4136025318724553309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=4136025318724553309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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title='如箭'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-2767115243550679080</id><published>2009-04-11T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:28:45.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>吹噓著一個還可以重來的夢</title><content type='html'>為什麼我們就不能承認，過去的模式經已無法繼續實行？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這座城市正在沉淪，大家沒有發覺嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既得利益者只是在吹噓著一個還可以重來的夢，目的只是搾取我們餘下僅有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你父母每天工作十五個小時，他們可以得到相應的什麼。你每天工作二十個小時，你什麼額外的東西都沒有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;醒來看看四週的事物，每一件都在腐壞。說拜拜吧，跟我們的過去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-2767115243550679080?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-4304100634537990908</id><published>2009-03-27T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:30:03.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>瘀瘀黑黑兩顆玻璃珠</title><content type='html'>一片一片，由我的身體脫落。看著散落四週，我的身體，沒有了整合的媒介。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;手是我的，卻在游離 ，不小心踼到了腳跟。眼沒有了神，瘀瘀黑黑兩顆玻璃珠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還以為隨著黑色火焰，鴿子可以自由解放；羽毛沒有了，不過是墮落的入口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;困住的不是人的心，是裏面跳動著的節奏。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4304100634537990908?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4304100634537990908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>太陽:太陽</title><content type='html'>耳邊熒繞著陳綺貞的太陽，魚叫人感動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在小巴的位子上，倚著玻璃窗看到久違了的太陽，有一丁點兒感動。那些微的溫暖沒有使我感到一點安慰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;觸碰到一些塵埃，發現那質感原來不錯。如果在這種狀態沉淪下去，我想一切都會被掏空得一乾二淨。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7248584222309248326?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7248584222309248326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=7248584222309248326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7248584222309248326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7248584222309248326'/><link rel='alternate' 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title='執意要有的香氣'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-7752887559421080278</id><published>2008-12-12T12:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:07:44.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>軀殼的所有。</title><content type='html'>軀殼的一切，總是叫人無法釋懷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;迎面碰到的，都不過是木偶。木偶要怎麼便怎麼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真實的人還是如稻中的世界一般。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7752887559421080278?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7752887559421080278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=7752887559421080278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7752887559421080278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7752887559421080278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='軀殼的所有。'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5825096353520634002</id><published>2008-11-19T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:46:28.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>涼。</title><content type='html'>披上圍巾，幻想自己成為雪中旅人。走過路徑，留下的足跡如蝶飛舞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冬天又不會有蝴蝶，他們都躲到哪裏去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白色的天空、白色的地皮、白色的人、白色的我。一切都變成了白色。也只有這樣，才有走下去的能耐。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5825096353520634002?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5825096353520634002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5825096353520634002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;女伙記：無架，無野好食架！&lt;br /&gt;食客：咁乜野最唔好食呢？&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：鷄翼啦！鷄翼最唔好食！&lt;br /&gt;食客：唔係呀，炒蛋幾好食。&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：唔好食架，炒蛋有乜好食！最唔好食！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食客：有乜小食架呢度？&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：無小食！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食客：呢度有乜下午茶架？&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：都係果ｄ架乍。無下午茶餐架。都係你地頭先食果ｄ拿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食客：比支藍帶呀！&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：咩藍帶呀！？&lt;br /&gt;食客：ｅｒ．．．．．．藍妹？&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：藍妹就有，無藍帶架下，幾個杯？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：閃開啦，抹枱呀！&lt;br /&gt;食客：．．．．．．（閃開）&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：係勒，拿，越遠越好呀，阻住晒！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食客：呢度幾時收架？&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：隨時都收！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;食客：收錢呀。&lt;br /&gt;女伙記：一百八十蚊呀。&lt;br /&gt;女伙記（找錢）：呢度好貴架，唔好黎呢度食啦。出面平好多架，真架！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8908567163095515107?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8908567163095515107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>五。</title><content type='html'>困在公車裏，看着這個城巿晚上燈火點點，像金色凝結了的淚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想着，不覺經已五個年頭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6979315701484854757?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6979315701484854757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6979315701484854757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6979315701484854757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6979315701484854757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3138881901333839049</id><published>2008-10-01T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:55:55.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snowflake midnight：strange attractor</title><content type='html'>那是關於蝶翅、雪花飛舞、十月太陽、公路雨點……的事。泡一杯熱可可，在秋天十數度的梳化上，讀著雜誌 ，窗外吹來秋意，聽著這張SNOWFLAKE MIDNIGHT，會是什麼樣的味道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，十月的香港還是熱得不消數秒就溶掉手上的雪條，叫人怎喝熱可可？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大黑兔封面，少不免要人想起一種黑色的沉靜。然而，迷幻多於陰暗。那當然要計當時聽者的心情而言。其實我是覺得熱鬧了許多，只是，又有誰會拿熱鬧來形容MERCURY REV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2904089598/" title="mercuryRev by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3141/2904089598_6f8d82954d_o.jpg" width="400" height="173" alt="mercuryRev" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最迷幻的，倒是碰巧CLICK入他們網頁，發現SNOWFLAKE MIDNIGHT的影子，STRANGE ATTRACTOR。而且是全然免費的，真是意想不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漂亮的東西是否都存在著幻影？又或者，存在的東西只不過是幻影，而實體是那本來以為是幻影的？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3138881901333839049?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3138881901333839049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3138881901333839049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3138881901333839049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3138881901333839049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/10/snowflake-midnightstrange-attractor.html' title='snowflake midnight：strange attractor'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-8670766478521132557</id><published>2008-09-08T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:22:00.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>清晰得讓人痛</title><content type='html'>眼前的事物從未如此清晰，也許曾經有，但也是很久很久以前的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果模糊過日子，是生存之道，那這一刻卻遺背了向來的一切。遺反定律要的是代價，人類的科技再高都無法脫離等價交換。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一刻，一切清晰得很；清晰得讓人痛……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8670766478521132557?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-965075600848335760</id><published>2008-09-03T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:47:09.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>如果有發生過，總會懷念。</title><content type='html'>自修室遇上的鄰座，讓人心動的面孔，沒有專心，只落力偷瞄……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;戴上他送的手襪，窩心的抱著臉龐……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聽著他聽的歌，喜歡上不喜歡的聲音……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;走在路上，記起他的酒窩，總會傻笑……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD轉到一首情歌，就認定那動人旋律是我們的分手歌……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還有，記起他家門大堂的密碼，就用作提款咭的密碼……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有發生過，總會懷念。我把這些記下，做為下一個童年的片段。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-965075600848335760?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/965075600848335760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3804376295654268453</id><published>2008-09-02T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:56:51.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夏天・大太陽</title><content type='html'>夏天快要過去，沒有游過一滴水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;血卻流了不少。看著紅色，就想到夏日。紅紅大太陽掛在正中央，尤如大口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果跑進去，很會讓人舒暢。沒有了，什麼都沒有。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3804376295654268453?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3804376295654268453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3804376295654268453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3804376295654268453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3804376295654268453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='夏天・大太陽'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3926975654084101963</id><published>2008-08-22T11:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:51:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>冬瓜湯</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2785290953/" title="melon by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/2785290953_aafd4978e9_o.jpg" width="400" height="533" alt="melon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到樓下茶餐廳吃早餐，老闆娘贈我一碗老火湯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她說，一個人住沒有很多湯水吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說，也不是啦，我也經想回家吃飯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;八號風球下，一大清早，到茶餐廳喝了一碗免費的冬瓜湯，想來也有點奇怪。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3926975654084101963?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3926975654084101963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3926975654084101963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3926975654084101963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3926975654084101963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='冬瓜湯'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6850597993199319156</id><published>2008-07-27T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:04:15.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>跑步</title><content type='html'>有一段時間沒有跑步，差不多快忘掉那感覺。不停的不停的一步步前行，快要撕裂的呼吸叫人興奮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，又沒有多值得興奮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要計在室外跑，可能有一年多沒有這樣跑過。身邊在跑的人，年齡分怖甚廣。只是，基本上他們都是在聊天散步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知怎的，忽然覺得這個城市也有悠閒的一小片天空 。但或者，只有小朋友、學生、師奶、老人家與我，才會出現在這個場所。那些工作階層，不在拼命工作或者躲在梳化裏嘆冷氣，要跑步都去了加洲抑或物理化……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6850597993199319156?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6850597993199319156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6850597993199319156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6850597993199319156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6850597993199319156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_27.html' title='跑步'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6902707648613629587</id><published>2008-07-04T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:21:02.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>在家</title><content type='html'>在家，待在梳化裏面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢慢的沉下去，沒有意識地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;皮膚被纖維包圍、滲入、蠶食，目光仍然對著螢光幕，一閃一閃麻木了心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後，身體成為了梳化一部份，沒有執著。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6902707648613629587?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6902707648613629587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6902707648613629587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6902707648613629587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6902707648613629587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='在家'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6824282751458087906</id><published>2008-06-29T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T14:04:30.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>北京胡同</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2619625509/" title="IMG_1242 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3159/2619625509_75d99076c2_o.jpg" width="267" height="400" alt="IMG_1242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2619625777/" title="IMG_1246 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2407/2619625777_d834711ff1_o.jpg" width="267" height="400" alt="IMG_1246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2620449160/" title="IMG_1251 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3166/2620449160_70a566d47b_o.jpg" width="267" height="400" alt="IMG_1251" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;過去的美好，我們無法留住。胡同裏的生活一塌糊塗，是國家告訴我們的。之所以要拆毀，是要建造更好、更理想、更健康的生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把過去圍起來，拆拆拆……。時間不夠，又可以借助現代科技築起一幕幕帆布，展示我們將會有的更美好的將來；即使那不過外國人眼中的大中華、不過幻想中的唐代盛世、不過虛無……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不小心走進去遇上了的這些過去，真實又美好。那些人力車遊胡同荒謬得可以……。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6824282751458087906?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6824282751458087906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6824282751458087906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6824282751458087906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6824282751458087906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_29.html' title='北京胡同'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6056993863284422882</id><published>2008-06-20T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:03:53.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>側頭喝茶</title><content type='html'>側頭看著電腦螢幕，卻又忽然想喝茶。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果，一身都是茶。染黑了的Ｔ恤，長出了一棵枯樹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時，陽光照在這裏，我卻覺得好無聊。　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6056993863284422882?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6056993863284422882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6056993863284422882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6056993863284422882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6056993863284422882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='側頭喝茶'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5139203765577560753</id><published>2008-05-25T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T15:52:33.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>什麼什麼</title><content type='html'>如果，覺得一切都很沒意義，是否一種抑鬱？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;什麼好什麼不好，如何不好不是。如果這裏會地震好不好？至少人們開始留意身邊的人，不再麻木不仁。至少全部小如棺材不合人住的豪宅可以全部消烕掉，推倒重來。至少我們會真正的停下來，暫時再沒有一星期六十小時工作的人。至少大家到時候都歸一，沒有什麼貧富可言。至少……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這裏是條沒有終點的路……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5139203765577560753?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5139203765577560753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5139203765577560753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5139203765577560753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5139203765577560753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_25.html' title='什麼什麼'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6872830776297582018</id><published>2008-05-05T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:29:43.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>四月……</title><content type='html'>四月……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了一場舞，&lt;br /&gt;看了一齣話劇，&lt;br /&gt;看了一場演唱會，&lt;br /&gt;參加了一場葬禮。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;・・・&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然又沉迷角色扮演電視遊戲，這可是十多年後的又再。拿著刀斬斬殺殺一大堆怪獸怪物，還可以選擇用槍用箭用雙刀……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那種冒險現實中沒有，一大班伙伴現實中也沒有。他們可不會離棄你，直至你關上電源。只要你開著，你永遠都是主角。多麼虛情假意，但又多麼實在美好。既然一切皆為虛幻，又何必執著。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6872830776297582018?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6872830776297582018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6872830776297582018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6872830776297582018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6872830776297582018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='四月……'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3201001380222469826</id><published>2008-04-26T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:43:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>讀到</title><content type='html'>讀到兩段：&lt;br /&gt;多希望可以用一整天的時間為一件小事煩惱，或為一個人傷心。&lt;br /&gt;多希望可以休息一天，浪費一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一百萬人的故事說到天光墟的買賣竟可以是半支牙膏，又說到百分之二十高薪人士再加薪二十個巴仙低下層卻每況越下云云，訴說不斷。下一個節目卻是更上一層樓參觀拜訪千萬豪宅獨到設計，不斷吹噓榮華富貴。多麼厭惡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底從什麼時候開始這個城變得容不下所有事情，除了與金錢有關的。其餘一切都變得多餘？多麼落泊無助恐怖噁心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3201001380222469826?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3201001380222469826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>不能……</title><content type='html'>不能打UJMYHN。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能彈KEYBOARD。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能彈吉他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能剪指甲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能穿手套。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能游泳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能到沙灘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能按快門。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不能……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3763304828229397256?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3763304828229397256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3763304828229397256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3763304828229397256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3763304828229397256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_12.html' title='不能……'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-2198313305197378920</id><published>2008-04-02T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T00:48:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>十一時・三個片段・一支紅酒</title><content type='html'>里奧的十一小時說的是我們作的孽。世界步向滅亡，我們可以做的應該去做。但更多人做的背道而馳 。誰又能做什麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2380680050/" title="scene2 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2093/2380680050_10071ff20f_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="scene2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2379842939/" title="scene1 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2379842939_cb9e113b08_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="scene1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新海誠的三個卡通片段。那是我們生命裏應當不可錯過的片段。距離，我們的距離。那種角度那種味道。如果我們連自己的距離都無法處理，我們還能做什麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2379843235/" title="scene3 by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2379843235_3a481b9046_o.jpg" width="300" height="400" alt="scene3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;紅酒。一支充滿果味的紅酒。不甜。還好。一支紅酒。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-2198313305197378920?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3537085970740385684</id><published>2008-03-28T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:53:08.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Griefing child with a cap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2367913875/" title="cup by jedckw, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2295/2367913875_0772364d99_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="cup" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "don't wallow in your grief" cup was wearing a cap of coffee by muji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it falls before the coffee dripped all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3537085970740385684?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1282159739010625529</id><published>2008-03-14T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:22:25.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>捕捉虛空・PINA BAUSCH</title><content type='html'>捕捉虛空，那空洞的聲音還是不停的在腦裏面呼嘯。呼…呼…呼…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吻吻吻吻吻吻吻。發條一般的吻像機械。重複的凝住那一刻又一刻。多麼重的吻卻因重複變得很輕很輕，一個轉身緩緩飄起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了這些，就不過聲撕力揭。一個空洞的舞台，你一個人聲撕力揭，你也可以感動誰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，舞者本身力有不逮。也許，篇的舞著力點有所偏差。又或者，PINA BAUSCH真的老了，幾近借助水點的俗艷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;噢，還有那肢體不平衡的扳動，多麼幽默、多麼舞。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1282159739010625529?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1282159739010625529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1720769784737658132</id><published>2008-03-12T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:04:11.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>大綿羊向我招手</title><content type='html'>大綿羊向我招手，跟我笑。一如以往不多不少就像親人一般，我以為。誰知道我不過接近，即面如死灰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身體被大片羊毛纏著，眼、耳、口、鼻都沒了個模樣。視線模糊不堪，灰濛如雨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;失去意識後又醒來，誰好像向我招手。如果沒有死，就沒有今天的我。身體一圈圈大羊毛，遠看還以為可以浮起來如雲。沒有的，都是蛇闖的禍。大家都沒吃蘋菓，為啥痛為啥沒糖吃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢永遠清晰，現實永遠模糊。拋著月，睡死在南柯一隅。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1720769784737658132?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1720769784737658132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>白色壁虎</title><content type='html'>藥吃多了，總是想睡，有點呆。精神無從集中，什麼都做不來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛總是擱在那裏，像一隻牆角的壁虎，一動不動，又覺礙眼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;單手做任何事情都得說步驟，錯了做不來。當中又涉及多少羅輯思考。但茶餐廳的太子女卻總是一手拿著電話筒一手收銀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跌跌沉沉，虛惘無夢的過了一段日子，什麼都沒有發生過的一般，除卻那隻白色壁虎。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6261925468658606662?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6261925468658606662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6261925468658606662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6261925468658606662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;餐廲一隅不小心弄破手指。到醫院走了一趟，弄得一行四人一頭煙。友人說難得靜靜坐著看電視，不知多久沒試。我想我們都太累。畢業以來頻頻撲撲，都沒怎樣好好休息。也許這是身體告知要好好休息一場，所以以身犯險，為求博得小休，也委實用心良苦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我問姑娘會否切了手指？唔好玩啦！咁小事！她是這樣回我的。指甲沒了，兼縫了五針，就是這樣。後來替我拿掉指甲的女醫生倒不比在旁協助的姑娘有經驗，沒法子，大家都硬著頭皮做事，誰又不是呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到茶餐廲買外買，老板娘都問候了一番。是否在學校受傷？我說我經已是工作階層，她跟伙計都不大相信。一個伙計還說我只有十多廿歲？笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到診所洗傷口，姑娘又問我多大？我說廿多了。她說那還好，原來不是小朋友。也許護士都變得幽默？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛還是痛，願朋友陌路人都快樂健康。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現只有一隻手的子一上&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3815955777053418346?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3815955777053418346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3815955777053418346&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link 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Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2117/2271968352_b8b1cf2cda_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="charcoal" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;精緻的木炭，拆了包著炭的膠袋與招紙，整件連包裝的黑色紙盒就這樣擱在桌子上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天然的裂紋，呈圓形。腦海不禁浮現2046裏那一隻巨形大碟，訴說秘密的洞，又是花樣年華裏那吳哥窟的樹洞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道這木炭，與及這隻洞是否能淨化空氣。看著看著，至少讓人感到平和。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不得不提，這可是在十蚊店購回來的……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-887799474772893030?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/887799474772893030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=887799474772893030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2301/2254393145_02aeb14eee_o.jpg" width="400" height="491" alt="polaroid" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;經過旺角，心血來潮想要買SX-70的菲林。原來，繼TIME ZERO零六停產後，連改裝可入的600菲林也缺貨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在網上繞了一圈，發覺保麗萊數天前宣佈停產所有即影即有。最後，一切都成了絕響。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080208/ap_on_hi_te/polaroid_film"&gt;...the news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是我那SX-70第一盒影的菲林，也是僅數張刮了的相。其實600菲林市面尚有，只不過都被炒高價錢。而且，曝光快4倍的。重點是，不可以刮相，本來可造的效果都做不得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本來最快的，卻最快給陶汰，諷刺不諷刺？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-154236054957466201?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/154236054957466201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>無印橘子＋伏特加</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/2212669338/" title="muji_juice by chanchiyat, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2107/2212669338_44a92abe4c_o.jpg" width="400" height="533" alt="muji_juice" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的有一顆橘子在裏面。也真的有伏特加在裏面啊。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3976507847634292421?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3976507847634292421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3976507847634292421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3976507847634292421'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7817842777971692174?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7817842777971692174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=7817842777971692174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7817842777971692174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7817842777971692174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_21.html' title='習慣放手'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-7636510535035105701</id><published>2008-01-06T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T15:59:59.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一團糟</title><content type='html'>看完的書、雜誌，隨手放到什麼地方。然後，又隨手摻起一堆再放到另一個什麼地方。慢慢地，整個空間都堆積著物件。放一把火可以燒掉所有雜物。這些，其實都不是沒有用，只不過堆成一堆以後，看來就好像沒甚用處的垃圾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不僅書跟雜誌，還有其他。衣服、玩具、讀物、唱片、遙控、被舖、目標、喜好、自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有事物混在一起，一團糟。為什麼有些人喜歡到咖啡室喝一杯咖啡？也許就是生活一團糟，在那僅有的空間內，咖啡室永遠是整齊而目標明確，總是提供著廉價的悠閒。隨著那咖啡的香味，一齊雜亂都可以放在咖啡店的門口，離去時再帶回，簡直是雨傘一般。真的像雨傘就好，可以一不小心遺留在咖啡店，又可以跟別人錯配掉換。好玩，但不保證更好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;收拾從來不是一件易事。Everything in its right place多麼艱難。手執一本年前筆記本一讀就是半個小時，永遠都有翻不完的記憶。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7636510535035105701?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7636510535035105701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=7636510535035105701&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7636510535035105701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7636510535035105701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='一團糟'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5335618157214923835</id><published>2007-12-25T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:41:41.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>割開了手腕，都會開出聖誕花</title><content type='html'>凌亂不堪的生活與房子，以為平安夜後會奇蹟般糾正過來，一覺醒來還是如此這般。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟友人到最不聖誕的地方遊蘯，還是看見了聖誕事情。紅色的毒無孔不入，割開了手腕，都會開出聖誕花。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十五分鐘選的聖誕禮物，紅得不可開交。咖啡香味飄著一種甜，送不到遠方的角落。如果身處異地，是否可以能睡的更好？因為，冬天都不再在這個城市現身。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呷一口暖的茶，回復了愛睡的生活。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5335618157214923835?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5335618157214923835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>沒有點亮的燈</title><content type='html'>盡頭是一片黑暗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是事實。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時，我會覺得為什麼大家都在白忙？也不為什麼，只求一口飯？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;飯好吃，沒有味道的東西我是蠻喜歡的。說是沒有味道，其實那淡淡的、微妙的變化叫人著迷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就是這樣。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3643551231125469849?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3643551231125469849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3643551231125469849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3643551231125469849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-713540733903410052</id><published>2007-12-07T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T17:02:26.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>空間・情緒・繼續・結局&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;情緒・無聊・悲情・午夜・虛無&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讀書・藝術・情操・文化&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結局・結局・無奈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切・無非&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情・痛楚・反感&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-713540733903410052?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/713540733903410052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>多年XX的反芻</title><content type='html'>“那時候，大概是那麼多年懶躲的反芻，我忽然很努力的工作，不停的工作。”─雅也&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“也許是多年努力工作的反芻，很快我便會什麼都不幹，每天只是躲懶……”─子一&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不怎麼覺得你多年來都在努力的工作……”─另一個子一&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6359809596833574278?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6359809596833574278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6359809596833574278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6359809596833574278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6359809596833574278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/xx.html' title='多年XX的反芻'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5404208119669653961</id><published>2007-11-20T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:49:07.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>病童</title><content type='html'>小男孩病得勵害，頭髮篷鬆篷鬆如蛋糕。黑森林蛋糕黑黑啡啡如糞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目光沒有焦點，彷彿看見的事物都與痛有關。穿著不大稱身的病人服，白色的如瘋人院逃跑了的木乃衣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不小心打了一個噴嚏，卻築起了半個鼻水泡黏在臉上。那水泡隨著小男孩的呼吸越變越大，把整個臉都黏在裏面。然後，身就被四方八面的鋼筋穿過，遇有I型鐵方像框框一般把身體鎖在無重的地方；上不了上又下不來了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老師說，沒關係，可以的可以的。一切還是沒有問題。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5404208119669653961?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5404208119669653961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5404208119669653961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5404208119669653961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5404208119669653961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_20.html' title='病童'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6431764276336020547</id><published>2007-11-14T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:50:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>食物與一張白紙</title><content type='html'>一張白紙，不再。其實你不懂我的心，蔡琴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吸血彊屍。食物。浮游草球。青蛙。地燈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;草球變成亂髮，是時候要修剪一下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;白紙會死，彊屍不會。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6431764276336020547?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6431764276336020547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6431764276336020547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6431764276336020547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6431764276336020547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_14.html' title='食物與一張白紙'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-8833026572579264257</id><published>2007-11-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:42:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>活在註腳裏</title><content type='html'>床上面躺著一隻貓，懶洋洋的打著呵欠。又或者牠只是無力的叫著喵。然後，牠又沉沉的睡去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有意識的人，像貓。不過吃不過睡。偶然痕癢難當，才好不耐煩的去搔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有意義的？有沒有意義不過人後來加上去的註腳。然而，大家都活在註腳裏，好笑不好笑？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8833026572579264257?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8833026572579264257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=8833026572579264257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/8833026572579264257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/8833026572579264257'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-4711012642653230333?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/4711012642653230333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=4711012642653230333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4711012642653230333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/4711012642653230333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_31.html' title='有三萬一千點可以跌'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;也許是秋天之故，讓人坐在這裏十分舒服。加上陽光剛好落在桌子上的西多士，為這個景象添了不少顏色。伙計嬸嬸見我掏出了相機拍照便問我關於相機的事，還有是否很喜歡香港？我笑笑說當然。她又問我是否生於香港？我答是。她就不再問什麼又走去跟老顧客討論打麻將的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是覺得，人與事很快要消失掉。要珍惜，拍照都太遲。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6232854960697364909?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6232854960697364909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6232854960697364909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6232854960697364909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6232854960697364909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_20.html' title='港式風情・油麻地'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5553938881718389304</id><published>2007-10-11T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:16:27.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>radiohead - in rainbows (new album INSTANTLY AVAILABE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/1534862870/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2279/1534862870_e23f6103d3_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="inrainbows" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十月一日，他們說十月十日他們會推出新碟 - in rainbows。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.radiohead.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那當然是在網上訂購與收貨。驚喜不止於此。收費是--任何！&lt;br /&gt;即是閣下認為值多少便付多少！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;各有心人在此訂購吧！&lt;br /&gt;http://www.inrainbows.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;驚人之舉，未知大碟內容如何？據NME說，是回歸到FULL BAND年代也沒那麼實驗性。我在聽，所以也在發夢。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5553938881718389304?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5553938881718389304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5553938881718389304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5553938881718389304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;其實，那些樓盤的外國入口貨，也有不少只是由國內制造運到外國加印一個嘜頭，就算是“外國”入口。無疑，算是在外地做過品質檢定。部份甚或由外國設計師操刀。但如果你知道住在你上面下面左面右面那個阿戍與阿壽的所謂“外國入口傢俱”跟你的一模一樣，何來品味可言？何來高檔可言？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是，你問我什麼是品味？我又無以言喻。但是，若果你的浴室是白瓦牆身、磨光混凝土地台、新填地街打造四方型不銹鋼洗手盤、落地鋼化玻璃淋浴間、中國製隋圓型黑木筒浴缸、TORD BOONTJE 銀色GARLAND LIGHT（數百元港幣）……的話，那絕對是品味。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6374904749582629028?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6374904749582629028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6374904749582629028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6374904749582629028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;她是一名護士，診所護士。她工作的地方，是一間十年如一日的舊式診所。也就是間格有如死灰，牆身掛上題著妙手回春字畫一類的診所。十二點五十五分踏入診所的病人被她怒視，皆因一點是她的午飯時間。她直截了當跟病人說，你最好還是下午再來。病人告知下午沒有空，她才沒辦法去找那病人的病歷。而又因為舊式診所沒有電腦，她花了近十分鐘才找到那病人的病歷。其間，她問那病人名字，病人回答後，她說你名字是衰仔，不是XX。她不停的揶揄那病人又希望他離去，最後她還是讓他進去。只不過，她限他五分鐘內完成離開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40&lt;br /&gt;她是一名店舖售貨員。然則，這店賣的是相機。她一把年紀才學攝影，對顧客推鎖她店所代理的大篇幅相機。客人十分好奇，她就專心解釋。又說很多年青顧客像這客人一樣到她的店來買相機。而且，拍得漂亮的照還會拿回來跟她分享。客人最後還是買了那台相機。當然，其實又不因為40的推銷，要買的始終要買。只是，40歲的師奶還可以拿著大篇幅相機說得頭頭是道，是實在有點令人佩服的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;她，跟她是情敵？未必，也許只是內心的應許。那個女的，忽然跪在地上，跟另一個女的叩了三個響頭，真是噹噹聲的響頭。然後拋低一句“請妳不要再攪我的老公了”就揚長而去。而另一個女的就馬上致電友人，吃吃笑說那真的是三個“響”頭。還說店子裏的人都看者她。又說到那正印跟本很醜沒有身材。她洋洋得意最後拿著電話離開。單是沒有埋，因為她倆都沒點過食物。當然，其實她倆都醜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天遇見三個不同年齡組別的女人，而且三個都叫人難忘。或者，做人真的要隨心一點，想做就做。否則，20・30・40就永遠只是電影。現實，有時比電影還要讓人意想不到。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5247782132644909945?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6365666789269344244</id><published>2007-09-30T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T16:59:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>南丫洋意</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/1461708525/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/1461708525_89f3169c65_o.jpg" width="400" height="533" alt="passionFruits" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南丫島的印象是充滿特色西洋主意。那種陽光彷彿把人帶到遠處的什麼地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當然，洋意不是指西洋意味；反而是懶洋洋的洋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果，帶著眼睛看得到熱情；就閉上眼感受一下躲懶的滋味。努力是正面，懶躲是負面。我說，躲懶有趣，反叛有理。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩位年青人決定放棄城市生活，在這裏開僻了香草園。吃過他們自家種的大蕉，美味無比。但那些熱情果就還未熟透，無法嚐到滋味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許，吃不到的才最叫人回味。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>無可否認，我是一個感性主導的人。常笑，但我也可以很不開心。其實，我大概在一個錯誤的地方出生；只是，我又說不出我應該在哪出生。要是在一個富裕快樂的地方，你的樂天就不會是怎麼樣的一回事。如果你在悲涼的處境出生，那麼再多愁善感都沒有人會覺得奇怪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我是感性主導的。追求一些事情，卻又得不到，就可以很不開心。這些人，我覺得很無趣。因為，太理所當然。如果追求不了，卻笑翻了頭；又或者，得到了，卻會哭起上來，這樣才有戲味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對不起，有些東西總是無法得到的。這是縮命。既然如此，何解苦了自己？苦都不為過，最過是你追求的是別人告訴你應該去追求的。得到了就向大家炫耀，要他們羡慕，那又怎樣？在床上面，你還不是一個人？然後又繼續追逐下一個別人的目標……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因此，要苦就去追求一些自己想要的吧。喝涼茶，也有很多選擇，不要每一碗都是五花茶好嗎？何況五花茶是甜的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，我要去哭了。因為我今天很無聊。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8833660037392750619?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8833660037392750619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=8833660037392750619&amp;isPopup=true' 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/&gt;請選三種喜歡的動物，按喜好排列，並說出原因。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的選擇：&lt;br /&gt;一，鳯凰；能火裡重生。&lt;br /&gt;二，獨角獸；靈氣盛且獨一無二。&lt;br /&gt;三，熊貓；與世無爭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記得當時友M說頭兩種都不算動物，我卻說為何不？M想想又覺說得通，且道出結果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也想玩一下吧？結果在COMMENT裏找。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5623796573725433573?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5623796573725433573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5623796573725433573&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5623796573725433573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;宏觀一點去看這件事。九七前樓市倡旺到後來大跌市至現今樓市回升，政府與發展商一直緊密合作以推動樓市作為香港的主要經濟動力。大家半生目標為了購入一個棺材單位，有沒有想過到底巨額金錢到哪去？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一半是去了銀行，大家是知道的。二百萬的樓宇要付二百萬的利息。白痴！銀行有流過汗水去興建嗎？銀行搬過抬過以身犯險嗎？他們有的是金錢，你沒有又想要買巨額棺材單位，你向他去借，你給多一份巨額利息，就是這樣！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後，五十巴仙去了發展商與政府。發展商賺入地皮，等待時機興建。市場不好，不建。市場動向改變，喜好小單位，拆起好了的去改。忽然市場喜好大單位，又拆起好了的去改。等，是要給地租的。不在指定時間內興建，又要給罰錢的。這些錢你想發展商會自己付嗎？結果又是轉到買家身上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;發展商判標予承辦商，大家鬥平競爭。承辦商再判上判上判，幾多又到得了工人手？大家想想也知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種情況，就等如農夫種一隻芒果成本可能五毫，包裝運送廣告精製，到了許Ｘ山賣出來的什麼芒果撈，都已是三十幾元。但農夫可賺的不過可能只有幾毫！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家落力去谷樓價，新樓盤落成就爭相搶購。你以住在什麼豪庭自恃、他以住在什麼半島為傲，那又是為什麼？還不是工廠式複制棺材單位一個！大家何不問心，到底想住在什麼環境？這些棺材單位是否值得自己去買？維港景色你是否每朝有空欣賞？什麼發展商是用心建設？什麼發展商是掘金建設？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你說你支持紮鐵工，但你仍然麻木追求這些棺材單位，變相支持那些發展商扼殺所有建造工人。你明白嗎？白痴！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7588055375902975740?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6456333072344522808</id><published>2007-08-20T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T11:47:19.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>好人</title><content type='html'>好人跟我說他是好人。&lt;br /&gt;我沒有笑。&lt;br /&gt;我心想，我是壞人，他跟我說這些幹嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後，我跟他說，我不是好人。&lt;br /&gt;他有點愕然，卻仍然懷著笑容跟我說他是好人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不理他。他其實做了不少壞事，每次都心存懊悔，總是認為這是意外、最後一次、迫不得已......&lt;br /&gt;我不是好人，我沒有這樣的心理負擔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我直接了當的跟他說，你是壞人。&lt;br /&gt;他很錯愕，不能置信地說我不是好人。&lt;br /&gt;我說，我早說了我不是好人！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6456333072344522808?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6456333072344522808/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>死ING</title><content type='html'>你在死ING？每個人也是。是他也是你和我，步向那個未知的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總是在最後，才會懂得珍惜曾經在的；無論人或事。你吃過白糖糕嗎？去吃一下吧，不是它正在消失，只是在它還沒有消失以前，就好好去吃一口吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來，喝什麼可樂都是一樣的，都是會肥都是會有心臟病。那麼，還是喝原裝的好。死得痛快！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-7045947994243499302?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/7045947994243499302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=7045947994243499302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/7045947994243499302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6976402087883420944?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6976402087883420944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=6976402087883420944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6976402087883420944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/6976402087883420944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_21.html' title='食食國'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1817571584797952228</id><published>2007-07-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T18:26:16.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCTV與政府總部- 我們最貴的A貨</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/850667088/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1076/850667088_a759d9dc52_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="tamar01" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/850667098/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1108/850667098_3b5741c46d_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="tamar02" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;添馬艦政府總部建築工程，政府已向承辦商發出意向書準備採納此＂門常開＂方案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就四個向外發表的方案而言，此方案無疑是在各方面都較為突出。在建築學而言，它造就了一個公共空間予市民使用。建築物本身亦建立了鮮明的形態，簡潔有力的線條與現代物料的運用，與政府本身需要的形象脗合。一大片草地除了可供市民使用以外，也令人聯想到環保、綠色的關聯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是在設計上，此門框方案，實在與國家CCTV大樓太過相似。也許，在設計時建築師並未有就＂抄＂的角度出發。然而，出來的結果與CCTV的外形，無論在比例、顏色、用料、空間等實在有太多類近，建築師本身是否就應該避免此情況出現？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;且說CCTV的背景。CCTV是由OMA負責設計專案。REM KOOLHAAS乃OMA的主腦，他在美國本土與世界各地均有建築方案在做。他有一套獨特的建築理論，城市連繫與巨大乃他的慣有特點之一。那些建築專案，總是與城市的各項細部緊密連接。建築裏面各個交錯功能，亦造就不少共用空間。而結構上，他慣性掙用構架(TRUSS)的結構。此結構特點可塑造出懸臂式(CANTILEVER)部件，使建築形體(FORM)本身有更大可塑空間。如SEATLE LIBRARY和CCTV，大家可以上GOOGLE IMAGE SEARCH感受一下他建築獨特之美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而這個＂門常開＂方案呢？大家見圖就知道，跟CCTV類似的地方多不勝數。不同的是，CCTV是一件建築學成品(ARCHITECTURE)。＂門常開＂只是一件建築物(BUILDING)。這個政府總部設計，沒有一個貫徹的理念，也沒有建築學上的獨特創新之處。本來，負責此方案的建築師，一向都不多談理論，但他的建築物都是有很多美麗細部。而且，空間運用上面都是數一數二。(可參考一下北京道一號商業大樓)可是，此次塑造的＂門常開＂雖然仍有著過往的細部與空間運用，卻沒有獨到建築形態。最突出的公共空間部份，竟然跟眾多建築物類近，而且，更與CCTV的空間比例十分相似。這樣重要的公共空間竟然是A貨，實在讓人尷尬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果52億的造價，卻無法塑造一件建築學成品(不要誤會，建築不一定昂貴!)，而且還是A貨，也許我們要開始問一下，這個城市是不是永遠只有A貨？永遠只能跟著別人走？永遠只做別人做過的？我們所謂創意工業，哪裏去？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可以的話，大家為這個我們最貴的A貨(52億!!!)默哀一分鐘吧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1817571584797952228?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1817571584797952228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=1817571584797952228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1817571584797952228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1817571584797952228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/07/cctv.html' title='CCTV與政府總部- 我們最貴的A貨'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-574497680253067429</id><published>2007-07-17T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:14:37.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>敬：勿念。</title><content type='html'>敬:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;總是如此，大家窩在那一室小空間的日子還是會過去的，即使你多麼喜歡那份細小緊密。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喝過橘子汁，那苦澀還是留在手指間。輕嗅一下就知那不會是幻覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你跟我說你忘不了那些日子，我又何嘗忘記？我只是想走上前把你緊緊抱在懷裏，就這樣好好的待上數分鐘。餘溫被風吹得七零八落，閉上眼睛，我們還是可以記得起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;請問你那幅畫還在嗎？我好想再看一看。都不畫畫了，你總是在忙。你還有唱歌嗎？你還有看電影嗎？你還有......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我被拋在這裏，而你卻走得老遠。我們重疊過，卻又往兩個不同方向走。我知道你在辦公室寫著這篇文章，你有沒有發覺我跟你的不同？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唔......你有你要做的事，即使你不想做，甚至覺得好無奈。老實說，我是覺得很諷刺的，而且很好笑。也許是我的幼稚。還是那句，忽念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;子一&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-574497680253067429?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/574497680253067429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=574497680253067429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/574497680253067429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/574497680253067429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_17.html' title='敬：勿念。'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1907685026288729020</id><published>2007-07-11T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:54:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不討好的外表</title><content type='html'>外表不討好，鏡頭無法瞄準。從小到大，都不被留意。消失在人群當中，造就了孤僻的性格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說外表，早被人遺忘、遭人唾棄。所以融入不了大家，大家也不喜接近。自然，不喜接觸別人，不想接電話、不想跟別人搭腔、不想人家知道自己的事。在界裏面生活，一切也不壞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說你很醜，最好不要接近。他帶走了所有說話的人，所有人都是敵人。其實他們是敵人，但倒轉卻不是，只是希望留在自己的界裏面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼入侵了領土？為什麼不可以留在外面？做錯了什麼。天生的如此，就值得這樣的攻擊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是我，我只是有感而發。外表跟內在同樣的重要。重要是，接受這麼樣的自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;氣。你感受得到氣嗎？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1907685026288729020?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1907685026288729020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=1907685026288729020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1907685026288729020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1907685026288729020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_3978.html' title='不討好的外表'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6781166930024279216</id><published>2007-07-11T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:42:40.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>過份</title><content type='html'>過份地盤算，最終只有自己活受罪。我不明白，就是有人喜歡不停去計，計到盡的一刻，才罷手。活著，就是為了計算嗎？計算不是人自己創造出來的嗎？為什麼要被自己創造出來的東西控制自己？創造是為了控制抑或為了活得更好？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天如是者的過，太多人都是一模一樣的。他玩的音樂，很另類。他為了要大家認同，玩的音樂是另類加入流行原素。為了生活，那些流行原素蓋過了另類。最後，他不過跟別人一樣流行。另一個他樣子長得十分好，要演戲。生澀的戲卻叫人留下深刻印象。然後，要得到大家認同，他開始學習那個誰的演法。那種演法，大家都叫演技。大家都只認同那一種演技。演技到手沒有了生澀。什麼都沒有了。他變成了另一個演技派。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;計算，一切無非計算。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還是不要太過份的好。手裏拿著一瓶灰鵝伏特加，心裏想著威士忌。我記起我自己喝的，卻是無味的清水。你有沒有想要喝的？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6781166930024279216?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5002019881899864971</id><published>2007-07-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:49:33.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的貓，9仔。</title><content type='html'>陽光很熾熱，它燒死了我皮膚上面的某一些細胞和意識上面的某一些細胞。我不知道那些去了什麼地方，卻很是失落。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;疼痛的感覺越來越重，不想再次被拋到空中，不是每次都那麼好運掉到軟棉棉的雲裏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著鏡子，那個人好不陌生。他是否由始至終都是一個錯誤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想畫一幅太陽花，但我家裏沒有太陽花。所以，我畫了9號。9號是一隻貓，一隻偶然會到訪的貓。我為牠取了名字，是9。大家卻又以為是一隻狗，所以我說是9號。我的貓，9仔。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5002019881899864971?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5002019881899864971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>各人的天敵。三反五反。</title><content type='html'>或多或少，大家總有天敵，與生俱來就有的天敵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他們口中除了錢、權勢、聲譽，就沒有其他。他們喝酒，會不停評論這瓶酒值多少錢。他們做事，會顯示他是那麼的高高在上。他們跟情人做愛，會心裏想著這情人是怎麼的多人希望得到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇上天敵就只好避開。既然是天敵就無法有所對抗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三反五反&lt;br /&gt;三反（思想改革）反拜金、反階級、反虛榮&lt;br /&gt;五反（行動改革）反炒樓、反炒股、反賭博、反巨城奴隸制、反偽繁榮&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1836855314770152440?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1836855314770152440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=1836855314770152440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1836855314770152440'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;血始終是紅色的，無論你多希望那是綠色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;頭放在腿中間，世界縮少了許多。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3146511262410306765?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3146511262410306765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3146511262410306765&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3146511262410306765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3146511262410306765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_29.html' title='頭放在腿中間，世界縮少了許多。'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-8630306045211855771</id><published>2007-06-07T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:30:12.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>少年跟情人的絮語</title><content type='html'>少年：為什麼你的樣子這般可愛？&lt;br /&gt;情人：我怎麼知道？&lt;br /&gt;少年：真的，看著你就想笑。&lt;br /&gt;情人：哼～&lt;br /&gt;少年：（笑）&lt;br /&gt;情人：怎麼了？&lt;br /&gt;少年：沒什麼。&lt;br /&gt;情人：（看窗）&lt;br /&gt;少年：哈哈哈～&lt;br /&gt;情人：又怎麼了？&lt;br /&gt;少年：沒有啦。（含笑）&lt;br /&gt;情人：很累。（一頭栽落少年肩上打呼）&lt;br /&gt;少年：（一頭栽落情人的頭上）&lt;br /&gt;情人：（裝睡）&lt;br /&gt;少年：（嗅著情人的髮絲）&lt;br /&gt;（巴士停站）&lt;br /&gt;少年、情人：哈～（端坐起來）&lt;br /&gt;情人：想怎樣呀？&lt;br /&gt;少年：沒有。&lt;br /&gt;（執筆者到站下了巴士，心想大抵這就是愛？但又懷疑愛其實是君臨天下、凱旋門、名門、天璽……）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-8630306045211855771?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/8630306045211855771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=8630306045211855771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/8630306045211855771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/8630306045211855771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='少年跟情人的絮語'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-131543195734478114</id><published>2007-06-04T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T12:24:08.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛幻想的少年－Bridge to Terabithia</title><content type='html'>愛幻想的少年，本來他寂寂無聲，什麼都不理會。一天，少女帶來無限幻想與他同行。兩人穿梭於夢幻國度，見到巨人見到魔王。這樣的童年，在電腦的年代不可能有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多少人年少時，沒有這般幻想過？環境叫我們學會逃離，逃離物質現實的世界。只是，很多人大了，卻以物質去治療現實的痛，那個愛幻想的少年就被封鎖在深心深處。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;畫畫也是這少年的一種逃離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久也沒動過畫筆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個電影，很好－Bridge to Terabithia。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6535172100929136465</id><published>2007-05-22T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:10:47.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>太陽被自己燙傷</title><content type='html'>見到光，影子走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有留下腳印，他們沒有腳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;瘋兔穿著瘋人衣穿梭於琉璃城，吃著草吃著屎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日落以前，太陽被自己燙傷，然後流著血跟我們說再見，療好傷後又再來嘻嘻笑，每天如是。一次又一次，看不見痛，沉淪下去直至那天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命無法待到那天，那天在無限的一點裏面。沒有錯，無限裏的一點是無限。無限減去任何東西都是無限，你知道嗎？知道也是會幻滅會失去意義的。你又是否知道？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;低沉的貝斯聲在背景響起，熟悉的音律是安魂曲抑或是佛咒？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6535172100929136465?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/6535172100929136465/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-5921368529836200010</id><published>2007-05-18T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T17:31:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>迅間的悸動</title><content type='html'>迅間的悸動，於無聊時份。在一切還未有蘇醒以前，大既夢還未散，落得如影隨形的債。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喝著啤酒，冰涼的一口由喉頭滑落，經過的地方都被麻醉。要是A4紙張如一隻鳥飛落，那不會是一隻鶴而是一隻燕，冬天會南飛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;反覆如我，都無法了解事情的真相。但我知道天空的藍色不會長久，很快死去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正如我們，都很快死去。很快很快......就會死去。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-5921368529836200010?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/5921368529836200010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=5921368529836200010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5921368529836200010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/5921368529836200010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_18.html' title='迅間的悸動'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-1016844094313284622</id><published>2007-05-11T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T02:01:10.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>彌留・CLOSER</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://jedckw.tripod.com/1-03_Closer.mp3" width="220" height="16" autostart="false" loop="false" bgcolor="grey"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的父親於彌留之際，謹送此曲予她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer - travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough of this parade. i'm thinking of the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;we open up unfinished parts. broken up. it's only LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i need you then i know you will be there with me...&lt;br /&gt;i'll never leave you. just need to get &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer closer lean on me now lean on me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep waking up without you here.&lt;br /&gt;another day. another year. i seek the truth, we set apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為離開所以接近。任何愛大概都是如此。&lt;br /&gt;願大家有所失，也有所得。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-1016844094313284622?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/1016844094313284622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=1016844094313284622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1016844094313284622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/1016844094313284622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/05/closer.html' title='彌留・CLOSER'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-229326213247303883</id><published>2007-05-04T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:47:31.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不過如此</title><content type='html'>天色迷迷矇矇，沒有雨，只是看不見。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;站在人群裏，不實際的感覺注滿全身，一切就如發水麵包，脹脹黏黏的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小男孩在人群裏玩耍，皮球掉到什麼角落，他追著走去，轉眼就消失於某個轉角處。焦點放回現實，滿街人群肩碰肩沒有空間。小男孩走過的地方，轉眼間全部變成了洞，一個個直徑十幾米深不見底只現著黑血紅色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾十個幾十個人掉了下去，沒有叫聲，四週人群也沒有驚呼，彷彿少了幾個就少了幾個。女朋友掉了下去，男的就拖了別個女生。兒子掉了下去，母親拖著父親便走了過去。一群朋友中幾個掉了下去，餘下的嬉笑鬧著離去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命不過如此，感受不過如此。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小男孩只是笑，他覺得自己曾經一步一蓮花，以為普渡眾生。原來，一步一滅也不過如此。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-229326213247303883?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/229326213247303883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=229326213247303883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/229326213247303883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/229326213247303883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='不過如此'/><author><name>chanchiyat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17922825518731113317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-6474317059441025641</id><published>2007-04-22T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T20:33:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>香水：2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/73937907@N00/468247055/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/191/468247055_63631c82de_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="garcon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;穿過那玲瓏的玻璃瓶子，看到不一樣的世界。所有人都變了形，即使如此，大家還都是很疏離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2的味道，散發在空氣裏，幻想它是什麼，它就可以是什麼。這樣很好，每個人都有自己的演釋，不會落於俗套。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;木炭，就是木炭也可帶清新。站在空氣裏，嗅得到水的味道。你那手指淡淡的煙草味，大家是否記得辛曉琪唱的味道？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-6474317059441025641?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13523783.post-3845861562013528004</id><published>2007-04-16T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:08:01.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>看得見的透明</title><content type='html'>看見一個人，他坐在自己的座位裏對著螢光幕，不發一言。要處理的事，跟本沒完沒了。他心裏疑惑，這個城市到什麼時候才會改變？抑或毀滅？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;螢光幕顯現了問題一：地球存在了多少年？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友人全都開始供樓，只有他自己沒有。他很好奇，為什麼他們購入一個住所，本來三百萬的，卻要再多付百多萬予銀行都面不改容。他的一個銀行家朋友，新年前後就出了花紅近十五個月糧。是的，花紅比起原來一年的收入還要多。那銀行家卻不以為然……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;螢光幕顯現了問題二：互聯網存在了多少年？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友問他都這把年紀還沒有一層樓，不覺得沒有安全感？不怕娶不到一個好妻子？他無奈。為什麼每個人都要有一層樓？為什麼每個人都要娶妻？而娶妻都要有一層樓？而那層樓最好叫做什麼閣什麼庭什麼藍天什麼天下。如果那層樓只叫做什麼樓，那麼那個妻子的質素也只可以是平傭以下……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;螢光幕顯現了問題三：上帝死了多少年？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;世界沒有盡頭，因為地球是圓的。為什麼大家卻會認為一天到晚努力埋頭苦幹最後會去到世界的盡頭？雙眼反映著螢光幕的閃爍，他甩了甩頭，沒有意義地……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後的問題：你是透明的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他坐在那裏，四週什麼都沒有，除了一隻螢光幕以外。地是黑色的，沒有盡頭。天是黑色的，沒有盡頭。放眼看去，只有那個人─他。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13523783-3845861562013528004?l=chanchiyat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/feeds/3845861562013528004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13523783&amp;postID=3845861562013528004&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3845861562013528004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13523783/posts/default/3845861562013528004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chanchiyat.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_16.html' 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