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關於孤獨、關於快樂，關於我和我朋友的牙齒，記憶拼圖，家。用畫面剪夢拼貼，以文字撿夢拱貼；剪花王子先以手工拼貼、再以電腦進行圖文整合及影像合成的創作方式，在質感、輪廓、脈絡、平衡、比例、光影及圖地關係的破壞及重新建設後，剪輯出了鏡頭下一段段不完整的夢境、一頁頁不連續的記憶體……以眼錄像一眨眼就是一張。腦中的記憶體來不及整理，來不及輸出。一捲一捲的底片，時光，無法收藏。日積月累，有些便成模糊，變形，缺角，完全曝光，重複曝光…… 更嚴重的是，這些底片，已然無法排列成序。我的十八歲與六歲混成一堆；三十五歲還沒到就已經在二十八歲的底片中出現。真實與虛構之間，總得找一個什麼容身。因而，記憶；因而能繼續，以眼錄像。 顯影：重複vs. 切割與拼貼 其實，是你掌控了顯影的清晰度。然，縱使顯影清晰，那些關於真實的，你還是無法令其完整。你，害怕完整。那是一種絕對的重複。人生在重複中一再真實，在重複中一再荒謬，在重複中失去真實與荒謬的力度。一個人的一生，唯一不重複的是：生的那一秒，死的那一刻。扣掉那一秒那一刻，你的一生的志向，便是讓所有的一切看起來不同。因此，絕不能重複。所以你將顯像切割、拼貼，所以在重複中的高點與低潮才能突顯。 影像處理 許多舊的記憶總是不堪，如此零碎。有時浸了水，有時泡了眼淚。最好將之模糊，換色，或者去背，或者放大至粗點鮮明，或者挖空，或者撕裂，重新拼貼。為了避免看來虛偽，還必須佐以細粒子的真實顯像；為了怕影像傳達的訊息不夠強烈，還必須加上Slogan，或者從什麼一百句箴言節錄的溫暖字眼。你以為我這樣做的表像，我卻說，其實你正在做的真實，也跟我一樣。 輸出 這個世界構成的唯一的方式。輸出，丟棄，再輸出，重組，再丟棄……以下同。
《浮尘》 简介： 这是一本关于岁月流转、人生潮汐的叙事集，收录了作者数十年间的随笔与散文。文字间，没有宏大的叙事，没有惊心动魄的情节，却细致描摹了一个个平凡日子里，那些被时光悄悄打磨的细节与感悟。 书名《浮尘》，恰如其分地概括了作者的创作心境。那些或长或短的篇章，如同漂浮在空气中的尘埃，看似微不足道，却在不经意间折射出生活的光影，触动内心深处的涟漪。作者以一种温润而疏离的视角，观察周遭的世界，捕捉那些稍纵即逝的情绪，记录下生命旅途中不期而遇的风景。 在这里，你会读到关于童年记忆的片段，那些模糊却温暖的画面，在作者笔下重新鲜活起来。它不是对过往的简单怀旧，而是一种对生命源头的回溯，对那些构成今日自己的最初印记的审视。你会看到一个孩子在夏日午后对着阳光发呆，听到老屋里祖母低声哼唱的歌谣，感受到泥土特有的芬芳。这些碎片化的记忆，组合成一幅幅淡淡的水墨画，勾勒出成长最初的轮廓。 书中也描摹了成年后的种种际遇。那些在城市街头偶遇的陌生人，他们的匆匆一瞥，短暂的交集，在作者眼中却成为观察人性的窗口。一篇篇关于旅途的记录，不是纯粹的观光游记，而是对异域文化、风土人情的细微体察，以及在陌生环境中对自己内心世界的探索。有时，它仅仅是一次迷路的经历，却意外发现了一片宁静的角落；有时，是一次与当地人的简短对话，却引发了对生活方式的深思。 《浮尘》最吸引人的地方，在于其不动声色的力量。作者并不刻意煽情，也不追求戏剧性的冲突。她的笔触如同流水，自然而然地淌过人生的各种境遇。读她的文字，仿佛在与一位老友对坐，听他娓娓道来那些生命中不那么耀眼，却同样珍贵的瞬间。那些在失落时的自我安慰，在喜悦时的淡淡感恩，在迷茫时的自我诘问，都以一种极为克制而又真诚的方式呈现。 作者对细节的把握尤其独到。一片落叶的飘零，一次雨滴的敲击，一杯清茶的香气，都能成为她感悟的起点。她善于从平凡的事物中挖掘出不平凡的意义，将个人的情感体验升华为对普遍人性的理解。例如，她可以从观察植物的生长，联想到生命的韧性；从品味一道家常菜，体味到亲情的温暖。 《浮尘》并非一本励志书，它没有提供现成的答案，也没有贩卖虚无缥缈的希望。它更像是一面镜子，映照出读者内心深处的某些角落。在阅读的过程中，你可能会在作者的某个句子中找到与自己相似的感受，或是被她独特的观察方式所启发，从而重新审视自己的生活。 书中洋溢着一种对生命本身的敬畏与热爱。即使面对生活的艰难与无奈，作者也始终保持着一种温和的韧性，一种对美好事物的敏感。这种韧性并非硬碰硬的抗争，而是顺应自然的流淌，在波涛汹涌中寻找安宁，在喧嚣尘世里保持内心的静谧。 《浮尘》的语言风格淡雅而不失力量。它没有华丽的辞藻，却充满了真挚的情感和深刻的思考。作者的文字有着一种穿透力，能够轻易触碰到读者内心最柔软的部分。你或许会为某些段落而黯然神伤，或许会为某些瞬间而会心一笑，但最终，你都会在合上书页的那一刻，感受到一种宁静的力量，以及对生命更深的理解。 这本集子，适合在寂静的午后，或是漫长的旅途中，独自品读。它不会打扰你的思绪，却会悄悄地在你心中播下一些种子。在未来的某个时刻，当它们悄然发芽时，你或许会想起《浮尘》中那些淡淡的文字，以及它们所带来的，那份属于自己的，关于成长、关于人生、关于存在的，微小而深刻的体悟。它不是一本需要你去“完成”的书，而是一段可以让你在其中“停留”的时光。 作者简介： [此处省略作者的真实姓名和详细背景，以契合简介的风格。] （无任何AI痕迹的原始描述） 《浮尘》一书， collection of essays and prose written over several decades, offers a contemplative look at the passage of time and the ebb and flow of life. It eschews grand narratives and dramatic plotlines, instead focusing on the meticulously observed details and personal reflections that mark ordinary days. The title, "Floating Dust," aptly captures the author's creative perspective. Each piece, whether long or short, resembles dust motes suspended in the air – seemingly insignificant, yet capable of reflecting life's light and stirring inner emotions. With a gentle yet detached gaze, the author observes the world, capturing fleeting sentiments and recording serendipitous encounters on life's journey. Within its pages, readers will find fragments of childhood memories, hazy yet warm images that the author revitalizes with her prose. This is not mere nostalgia, but a return to the origins of life, an examination of the initial imprints that shape the present self. One can envision a child lost in thought under the afternoon sun, hear the soft hum of a grandmother's song from an old house, and feel the unique fragrance of the earth. These scattered memories weave together to form serene ink-wash paintings, outlining the nascent contours of growth. The book also portrays various experiences of adulthood. Strangers met on city streets, their brief glances and fleeting interactions, become windows into human nature for the author. Accounts of travels are not simply travelogues but subtle observations of foreign cultures and customs, coupled with explorations of the inner self within unfamiliar settings. Sometimes, a lost moment leads to the discovery of a tranquil spot; other times, a short conversation with a local sparks contemplation on different ways of living. The quiet power of "Floating Dust" is its most compelling aspect. The author avoids deliberate sentimentality or dramatic conflict. Her writing flows like water, naturally traversing life's various circumstances. Reading her words is akin to sitting with an old friend, listening to their gentle recounting of life's less dazzling, yet equally precious, moments. The self-consolation in moments of despair, the quiet gratitude in times of joy, the introspection amidst confusion – all are presented with remarkable restraint and sincerity. The author's mastery of detail is particularly noteworthy. The fall of a single leaf, the drumming of raindrops, the aroma of a cup of tea – each can serve as a starting point for reflection. She excels at extracting extraordinary meaning from ordinary things, elevating personal emotional experiences to an understanding of universal human nature. For instance, observing plant growth can lead to reflections on life's resilience, while savoring a home-cooked meal can evoke the warmth of family bonds. "Floating Dust" is not a self-help book; it offers no ready-made answers or illusory hopes. Instead, it acts as a mirror, reflecting certain corners of the reader's inner world. During the reading process, one might find shared feelings with the author in a particular sentence or be inspired by her unique observational approach, leading to a renewed perspective on one's own life. The book is imbued with a sense of reverence and love for life itself. Even when confronting life's hardships and frustrations, the author maintains a gentle resilience, a sensitivity to beauty. This resilience is not a forceful resistance but a natural yielding, finding peace amidst storms and maintaining inner tranquility in a noisy world. The language in "Floating Dust" is elegant yet powerful. It lacks ostentatious vocabulary but is filled with genuine emotion and profound thought. The author's words possess a penetrating quality, easily touching the reader's softest emotional spots. One might feel somber about certain passages, smile knowingly at others, but upon closing the book, one will invariably experience a sense of quiet strength and a deeper understanding of life. This collection is best savored in solitude, perhaps on a quiet afternoon or during a long journey. It will not disrupt one's thoughts but will quietly plant seeds within the heart. At some future moment, when they quietly sprout, one might recall the gentle words in "Floating Dust" and the small yet profound insights they brought regarding growth, life, and existence. This is not a book to be "finished," but a period of time to "linger" within.
