唯有用心……唯有爱…… (Love, heart and soul) – Translation below

Rainbow
Rainbow

星期天下午,雨,突然就下了。

雨水毫无征兆的在阳光下漫天飞舞,与金黄色的光线撞击出一道色彩缤纷的弧线,淡淡地横过列车轨道,隐隐显现。

雨点如雪花飞絮,门外却是疾风狂舞。

残花在风中摇曳,仿佛倾诉着几许无奈,又似乎与我挥手道别。

Withered sunflowers
Withered sunflowers

眼望着原本欣欣向荣的向日葵,如今只有皱褶与萎缩,失去了几日前那妩媚的笑意,残余的生命做着垂死的挣扎,我的心疼了,也迷惑了。

花的生命就如此脆弱吗?

早在星期五那天就看见了它们的狼狈,心想既然带回家了,便忏悔似的把它们移至阳光处,希望借此让它们振奋,更让自己赎罪,只是为时已晚。

是我不懂得它们的习性,日日清晨浇灌,导致我的溺爱让它们不懂得如何生存?

还是我对它们不够用心,忘了赋予它们那份最真诚的爱,就像我曾经忘了真正去爱这个世界,所以我也痛过。

或许,唯有用心才能让它们持续萌长,展现一生最靓丽的璀璨,如抚养孩子一般,需要我们用爱来灌溉。

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又是夜幕下垂的时刻。

下班后坐在窗前敲击着键盘,但闻风声呼呼。

二月的疾风,刮得我的脸庞隐隐生疼,时而忍不住的微微颤抖。

但我就是喜欢这样的感觉,让疾风吹散我的思绪,徜徉于文字里。

只是想起门外萎靡不振的向日葵,想起当我把它们领回家时的那份美丽如今已荡然无存,心,仍然在痛惜。

月亮,也有阴晴圆缺;

四季,尚有春夏秋冬;

红尘俗世本就如此,美丽只是瞬间,永恒不过是自欺欺人。

就像昨日的那道彩虹,转瞬即逝,留下的不过是一个美好的回忆。

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很多时候,一件事看起来真的很简单,想要真正的做好,就得用心、用爱去将它完成。

这些日子来,秉持着一份莫名的喜欢,编辑着无数的相片,只想把它们弄好,上载到网络社交平台,得到别人的赞赏,眼眸中流露着无尽的贪婪。

摄影嘛,只不过是按下快门,影像就可尽数收藏于1和0的数码里,何须去理会什么角度与光线,更何须耗费时光去编辑它们。

那是一份对于虚荣的爱慕,一种被认同的渴望。

于是我情愿花费精力去研究,细心的学习,勤奋的编辑,但望能为一张原本毫无起色的相片注入生命,博取欣赏者的认同。

如今想起,若是我也把那份用心都投递在栽培花儿身上,它们是否就不会那么快就枯萎了呢?

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总相信日常生活里,凡事都必须用心去做,才能达到理想的结果。

摄影如是,工作如是,栽培孩子如是,栽花也如是。

向日葵的凋谢,不过是提醒了我生命的真谛。

凋零的花瓣,就像我们皱褶的脸孔,是岁月的痕迹。

只是,在它们枯萎之前,我可曾尝试去理解它们,用心好好地呵护以延续它们的生命,又何曾珍惜过它们曾经的灿烂?

Sunflower
Sunflower

也许在我的内心深处,它们不过是一次擦肩而过的邂逅,枯萎了,也不会有什么遗憾。

然而生命只有一次,不像编辑相片一样,坏了还可以重新编辑,多少次都无所谓。

但花儿谢了,再领一盆回来,却已经不再是原有的那盆。

我辜负了它们,因为我失责了。

就拿抚养孩子来说,既然把她带到这个世界,就有义务为她遮风挡雨,时时给予她正确的灌溉。

孩子懂事了,却是在耳濡目染下被大人们熏陶,只有在一个充满爱与温馨的家园长大,她才会更健壮,更愉快。

如果,让我重来一次,我会搜寻网站,好好的揣摩栽种向日葵的心得,尽管结局仍是一样,至少我知道,我已经用心了,也已经赋予它们我最真挚的爱心,就像对于我的工作,我的摄影以及我的孩子一样……

15.02.2016

林顺源

注:情人节刚过,但愿天下有情人终成眷属,用心用爱去经营自己美满的生活……

Love, heart and soul….

Rainbow
Rainbow

When the rain started to pour yesterday, it was pretty sudden.

Before we knew it, raindrops started to shower as the golden sun rays continued to shine, resulting in a very faint colourful rainbow hovering across the train tracks.

The wind was strong as the droplets danced like snow flakes in the air. And the withered sunflowers were waving their heads at me in the corridor.

Withered sunflowers
Withered sunflowers

Looking at the crumpled petals, they have lost the beauty which I have witnessed when I first brought them home, and I could see that they were struggling to survive.

I felt a pinch of pain in my heart, and a moment of lost.

Why have they withered so fast? I thought to myself.

Since Friday, I have noticed their terrible plight and I moved them to a place where there might be more sunlight, hoping that this will revive them from what they were.

It was an act of guilt, for I blamed myself not taking good care of them.

Was it because I do not know them well, as I watered them daily before I headed to work, and resulted in too much water that drowned them?

Or was it because I have not put my heart and soul into taking care of them, just like I have once forgotten how to love this world?

Perhaps, love is what they need, just like our children need our love to grow them up.

It was nightfall again but the night was still young.

I sat beside my window after work, typing on the small little keyboard, as the wind howled beside my ear.

The wind was cool, or maybe cold for a person who lives in summer throughout the 4 seasons. I could feel the coldness piercing through my skin, sending shivers down my spine occasionally.

But I just love the feeling, for I love how the wind can blow my thoughts away, let them fly, and turn them into words that speak my heart.

However, the thought of the withered sunflowers sank my mood, as I recalled how beautiful they were when I first saw them.

But that’s life.

The moon will change her shape every night;

And the weather will change according to the seasons.

Beauty never last. In fact, nothing in this world last, just like the rainbow that I saw during the sunny rain yesterday.

Many a times, it seems to be such a simple task, but to accomplish it with results that we want, it takes one’s heart and soul to make it happen.

For the past weeks, I have been editing my photographs, hoping that I can turn them into beautiful pictures and earn as many “likes” as I can.

My heart was filled with lust for fame and acceptance.

Hence, I spent hours and hours editing the pictures, bringing the pictures to life, just for the sake of getting the recognition that I wanted.

I wonder if I have used the time and showered the sunflowers with as much love, would they wither in such a short period of time?

I have always believed that in our daily routines, we need heart and soul to be a better person, be it photography, work, bringing up our children or even caring for the flowers.

The withered flowers have triggered my thoughts about life and how short it can be.

Sunflower
Sunflower

Perhaps, I have never treated them as something that belong to my life, that they were just passers by and if they are gone, there won’t be any regret.

In life, we only live once, unlike photograph editing, where we can edit and re-edit many times as long as we are not satisfied.

The flowers have withered and soon they will be gone. It will be different even if I bring another pot home.

I have let them down because I have simply not fulfilled my responsibility of taking care of them.

It’s just like when we bring our children to this world, we have the responsibility of making sure that they grow up as a good person.

It’s only when they are brought up in the place where there is love, heart and soul can they really grow up strong and happy.

If given a second chance, I would spend more time understanding how to grow a plant, in particular sunflower, and try my best to love and care for them. Even if the outcome remains the same, at least I know that I have put in my heart and soul, just like how I have put my heart and soul into photography, my work and of course, my home.

15.02.2016

Francis Lim

PS:Valentine’s Day has just passed, and may I wish all lovers will end up where they want to be, and use their hearts and souls to build their home that they wish for.

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