早就打算来一次北京。上次来的时候我还很小，而且差一点就在来北京的火车上掉出窗子死翘翘了，吓得我后来缩成一团在车厢里不敢动。这次来也是没有十分顺利的。先是发现弄丢了身份证，去补办还翘了半天课；又发现拍桌子定好的事情就像没发生过，这事我不愿多说。幸好爸爸突然决定提前过来，幸好还有陈迪凡——高中老友是很靠得住的。

今天一早，大约五点钟，我困得手机上的时间也没有看清，就准备出发去萧山机场坐8点的飞机，机场班机还差点没赶上。于是就有了登机的一切惯例：取票、安检什么什么的。等坐上飞机已经是7点大半；8点飞机准时起飞。飞机起飞的一瞬间，我不停的向下望，偶尔会有恶心的感觉，底下的城市，果真书上看到的建筑模型一般，一排排一列列，鳞次栉比，像是有音乐的节奏感，城市规划果真如此神奇！飞机上的plane food也不是传说中的plain food，味道不差。飞机上我睡了一觉，醒来的时候已经在北京的上空。

等下了飞机，直接打的到。这里的哥真能侃，话题从旅游景点到著名建筑，从植物到道路，十分热情。其实绝大部分北京人都是很热情的。北方的普通话不是很易懂，我保守估计3句话里就有半句是听不懂的，为什么北方人总是认为，他们的普通话很标准？打的花了59元，就到了我们住的地方，对面是五星的长城饭店，外观很不怎么样，纯玻璃外墙，光污染很严重的。一路上还看到我比较满意的几个建筑，可惜没拍下来。

中午就在亮马河大厦的西餐厅吃饭，花了198块，心痛就不是一般的，幸亏把老爸带来了。西餐厅的室内装修很不错，有些东西我想把它用到我的社区中心设计上，于是偷偷拍了几张。

吃饭饭后旅行才正式开始。第一个目的地是国家体育馆。地铁直达。

在我的想象中，鸟巢是个线条优美，结构却错综复杂的综合体，她拥有马鞍形的轮廓，红色的心脏，五个立面都是赏心悦目。今天我终于有幸一见，却有些失望。至少是没有想象中的完美，既不够优雅，又有失雄伟，不尴不尬。水立方也是。然而最让我感到惊奇的事，这里的小商小贩英语说的极溜，对于成群的外国人丝毫没有胆怯，反而愈战愈勇，突然感觉自己那么多年英语都是白学……还不如一个北京的小贩呢！？我在鸟巢和水立方周围各绕了一圈，看到了鸟巢内部场馆的鲜红，也看到了水立方泡沫般的透明，还有远处新闻中心的奇特外形。这几个相关而不同的建筑，外形似乎没有什么联系。从水立方出来，地铁直达紫禁城。

紫禁城不是紫色的，甚至可以说没有一点紫色，有的尽是皇室的威严。紫色象征皇权。纯白的华表，是震撼人心的杰作；神奇的雕栏，是华夏儿女的智慧。金龙玉凤栩栩如生，苍松翠柏亘古不变。侧柏的身躯如柱如铁，象征着皇帝江山永固，巨大的城墙，耸立的城门，让我顿时感到自己的渺小与微薄，当然还有作为一个中国人的自豪。万岁万岁万万岁……当年的声音依然萦绕，在这样的皇宫，怎能不让西方的统治者目惊口呆？怎能不让他们野心勃勃？怎能不让他们承认自己的无知与无能？怎能不让他们想让这样的杰作从地球上消失？是的，他们想让这样的杰作从地球上消失。

后来已经很疲惫了。我们拖着身体回到饭店。

亮马河大厦是四星的酒店，但客房估计连杭州的三星标准都不及，可能是北京的评级要求比较低。

晚饭在亮马河大厦的另一个厅，但是比午饭更让我心痛，点了3个冷菜，均价30左右；一条1斤多的鱼，350上下。还有一小条牛肉，四块饼干大小的年糕，一瓶啤酒，一杯果汁，6只小笼包。总价大约750，什么世道？！

总体来说，来北京还是值得一看。

明天还要继续。

Willard Hero

By Stephen Kongson

I will never forget a particular day when I dated Willard in a milk-tee bar not away from my school. I call it my school doesn’t mean I like it, actually, I have to, for it has already been there, and I have to face it and accept the situation. I’ m graceful I have the opportunity to share our memories and talents in this way.

I am a quite lucky dog ’cause I have my education in close quarters, only 40 min by bus. I told her that I’d like to go home if time permitted and I return almost every week, for I have a lot of things to talk to my family and without me the home will not like the home at all. My mother once said “you are my best gift from heaven.” But for me, in fact, I think she is the best largess from god. I know it is wild wishes to have a beautiful woman love you the first time she saw you, without any conditions, without any reasons, just love and with hope of your happiness, and she is my mother. Thank god. What about my father? He sets an example, who gave me knowledge, and led my way, he is a tree in our family. So I love go back home. However, to most students, they   don’t like to return home often, and rarely return. Willard knows very well, for she is one of them. I didn’t know the reason why she didn’t like return even in a long holiday.

“You should go back and see your mother and father and give them call and show you love them, for a simple reason that they love you more than you love them, so it is your responsibility.

“Sure, I will.” she answered quickly. For a few brief seconds I felt the pain she seemed to be feeling. “You are a good son, but I give you a suggestion that for your family you keep fondly in mind.”

“I LOST my father last year, I missed him so often, and it was the hardest time in my life.” She said.

I was shocked.

She lives in Wenzhou; she is a few days older than me; she was a good student, and she always is; she is now the most strong-hearted person I have ever seen. As I stared into her eyes, I noticed the determination and braveness that a young girl can hardly get.

“He is a wise person, although he was not well-educated, he can do lots of things, he can make furniture, he can repair broken watch, he found a factory, and do you believe it, he can even play violin.” She said calmly. I looked into her eyes and saw tears, beyond the smile, which automatically crossed her face just speaking of her father.

  “Last year the same season, he was killed by a car accident, the driver was a military officer, he was quite drunk and the vehicle ran away, they won’t get cracked down.” She said. And suddenly, I wanted to give her a hug. But I didn’t move.

  “He was brought to a nearby hospital, and my mother dared not tell me the disaster. And just told me to come back, something happened. Of course, I didn’t know what that was, I was at school and I called my brother, he told me my father was dying.”

  “The night I was rushing to hospital, I could hardly believe it, until I saw him lying in bed. He couldn’t speak already, but when he heard my voice, two warm tears flooded out, and my heart was broken.”

  And my heart was broken, too. Her story moved me to tears. It wasn’t easy, especially for a 19-year old girl, but I was determined that her father would know that she loved him, even in the last end of his life.

  I could imagine she’s been living with a shadow overheard, and she’s been crying in her wet sheet on her bed. She missed him very much, and I knew I could not help her. Willard, you need more love than anyone else, but as one of your friends, how can I give it to you?! Therefore, I am writing this story to tell everyone who has loved ones at home that your father, mother, or grandparent misses you very much. Even though you may not be able to return often as we are students, you give them call then, your lovely-voice will make their day.

  The greatest precious in the world is family-love—your family member loves you with all of his or her heart, they want you to know just how much.

I felt lonely and guilty of my own, what I thought by my position and association shall move me to tears. I was sad and disappointed because I am not the person I would like to be…

But eighteen had come.

The world is changed.

I feel it in the water.

I feel it in the Earth.

I smell it in the air.

Much that once was is lost.

For none now live who remember it.

 THE LORD OF THE RINGS

最近总想写些什么，为这个长期荒芜的“理想乐土”，也为一向很有想法的这个懒人，就我的性情而言，我可能永远只是个懒人，在头脑中构建的蓝图，也永远无法付诸实现。我惊奇地发现，理想与现实总是相距甚远，就像“理想乐土”这个博客，或是可望而不可即，或是遥遥无期。

昨天我收到一条来自老朋友的短信，告诉我他在北京的联系方式，还有一些鼓励我的话，希望我们能保持联系。我分明知道他说的北京是指哪里。我也同时想到我那令人恶心的成绩，真是万分羞愧。你我形成的鲜明对比，正如早晨八九点种的阳光与若即若离的待灭的灯火，是分道扬镳的开始，还是殊途同归的起点？我们的理想本该是始终不变的，我们的心灵本该保留着最纯真的梦；追求理想的过程已经把我们带向远方，蓦然回首，已是不归路。我想：地理的隔离与成绩的优劣是无法让我们产生隔阂的，我们曾经畅谈过去的经历和当时的自己，一起感慨时间的流逝，一起唏嘘求学的苦闷。当历史缓缓翻开记忆陈旧的像册，我依然能够寻找到你我的背影，你我的梦，静谧而神圣。感谢你，我的朋友，你终于让我明白了一个本该早已明白的道理，越是有能力的人越是谦虚诚恳，愈是无本事的厮愈是自命不凡，我以后改就是了。

如今，漫长的休假渐近尾声，大学生活正在向我招手。大学的校门，不禁让我想起了科幻作品中能够穿越时空的机器，仿佛穿过那儿就是另一个世界了。我正准备悄悄融入那个集体。

突然想起了一首诗：

人生何惧兴衰？

无非是高音腾越或是低音回旋。

那一株非同寻常的王者香，

崛起于山野，

胸有星河灿烂。

即便枯极而终，

惟有馨香人世间。

……

在悲剧中本色素面。

顺便说句，我不是“理想乐土”的主人，在一个失去记忆的土地上，并不存在真正的主人，每一个居民都是无家可归的流浪人而已。

I dream of a star, an island of light, 
where I shall be born and
 in the depth of its quickening leisure
 my life will ripen its works like 
the rice-field in the autumn sun.