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2017 年 7 月 20 日  星期四   晴天


Harriet went missing sometime 分類: 未分類

The time limit set by Blomkvist had been exceeded by a good margin. It was 4:30, and there was no hope of catching the afternoon train, but he still had a chance of making the evening train at 9:30. He stood by the window rubbing his neck as he stared out at the illuminated facade of the church on the other side of the bridge. Vanger had shown him a scrapbook with articles from both the local newspaper and the national media. There had been quite a bit of media interest for a while—girl from noted industrialist’s family disappears. But when no body was found and there was no breakthrough in the investigation, interest gradually waned. Despite the fact that a prominent family was involved, thirty-six years later the case of Harriet Vanger was all but forgotten. The prevailing theory in articles from the late sixties seemed to be that she drowned and was swept out to sea—a tragedy, but something that could happen to any family.
Blomkvist had been fascinated by the old man’s account, but when Vanger excused himself to go to the bathroom, his scepticism returned. The old man had still not got to the end, and Blomkvist had finally promised to listen to the whole story.
“What do you think happened to her?” he said when Vanger came back into the room.
“Normally there were some twenty-five people living here year-round, but because of the family gathering there were more than sixty on Hedeby Island that day. Of these, between twenty and twenty-five can be ruled out, pretty much so. I believe that of those remaining, someone—and in all likelihood it was someone from the family—killed Harriet and hid the body.”
“I have a dozen objections to that The entire room was faced with polished granite..”
“Let’s hear them.”
“Well, the first one is that even if someone hid her body, it should have been found if the search was as thorough as the one you described.”
“To tell you the truth, the search was even more extensive than I’ve described. It wasn’t until I began to think of Harriet as a murder victim that I realised several ways in which her body could have disappeared. I can’t prove this, but it’s at least within the realm of possibility.”
“Tell me.”
“ around 3:00 that afternoon. At about 2:55 she was seen by Pastor Falk, who was hurrying to the bridge. At almost exactly the same time a photographer arrived from the local paper, and for the next hour he took a great number of pictures of the drama. We—the police, I mean—examined the photographs and confirmed that Harriet was not in any one of them; but every other person in town was seen in at least one, apart from very small children.



2015 年 5 月 13 日  星期三   晴天


留戀的事物 分類: 未分類


當月光灑下聖潔的詩句,攜繾倦心魂曼舞,誰的生命和美麗裝點了遠方?我不敢再看到,一千簇中的那一莖草,一萬叢中的那一枝花,僅是因為它們瑩著你的光芒。

也許,褪去的色彩,染紅的歲月,在別人的視野中,我們都是過客,過的不僅是夾有惋惜、留戀的事物,那些回憶總是隱藏在歡樂的熟悉中,不時劃過陌生。假若把過去的都拿到現在,那麼,未來的事情將被月亮無法形容。

愛上美好,不是我,是月,是月在迷亂的思緒中找到了青翠的相思林。有約,就帶點月光吧,別讓季節阻住你的承諾;別像一只遷徙的鳥兒,找不到棲息的樹枝。很多人,尋找溫柔時失去了溫柔,感覺花朵時失卻了花朵,傾聽一種聲音,也許是自己的聲音。

誰在咫尺,誰又在天涯?誰在眉梢,誰又在心靈?想起來,都是些溫潤而感傷的懷念。我知道,秋天的月有腳,沒有自己的愛的港灣,它移動時就是尋覓過冬的居所。而這月光從千年萬年前流淌過來的,至於有多少個背影跟在你的後面,至於有多少片月光被你踩碎,我都不曾留意,只希望讓你給我說說月吧,並帶點月光給我。最好能照亮無數條遠行或歸來的道路,照亮無數雙堅定或遲疑的眼睛,讓秋月彌漫開的溫潤,融化所有的堅冰和相思,擁抱所有的身體和心靈。

有人說,什麼時候忘卻了思念就忘卻了傷痛;什麼時候放棄了等待就放棄了遺憾。那麼,在冬天到來之前,請你帶點月光給我,好讓我去與月下山林中的古人一起舉杯邀月,一起共舞清影!



2015 年 1 月 2 日  星期五   晴天


黑漆漆的夜 分類: 未分類

 



 

黑漆漆的夜堙A大家在一個很寬闊的碾穀場塈Dream beauty pro 脫毛幾個河南人圍在中心。開始,有一個看似極有功夫的人走出來,使出全身的力氣赤手空拳地比劃了一番,贏得人群一片叫好聲。然後,他雙手拱拳對著觀眾說出開場白:“在家靠父母,出外靠朋友......”他後面的話,我不怎麼記得了,只一心看他們在一束自帶的白熾燈下表演各自的絕活,耍刀弄棍,睡佈滿鋒利釘子的板子,使著花樣變魔術等。最有印象的是那個很“壞”的人把一個小姑娘的雙手“下”了,直左右搖擺,還有一個小孩子的脖子竟然被刀“割”得鮮血淋漓。那時,我們嚇得著實不輕,身體瑟瑟發抖,感到不解的是大人們為什麼一邊笑著叫好,還不忘一邊給他們少許零錢。

 

我們開始都恨那些河南人,他們一定不是什麼好人,真壞。覺得他們的身上 Dream beauty pro 脫毛全是壞毛病,又髒,又醜,只要是壞的東西都應該是他們的。後來,卻又矛盾地懷念起他們,熱切地盼望他們再來給我們表演“大把戲”。

 

不知大人們也怎麼會很討厭河南人,還給他們戴上了一個不雅的稱號“汰子”(方言:taizi)。如果哪家小孩子不聽話,大人就好嚇唬他讓河南“汰子”帶走,小孩子聽了一定會感到很害怕,立刻變得乖了。還有大人形容孩子臉上很髒,也說是像一個“汰子”一樣,說河南人一個月都不洗澡,我們都很驚訝。

 

後來,我遇到過很多的河南人,徹底推翻了我對河南人本已根深蒂固的偏見。

 

數年前,我在唐山的時候,遇到了一些在工地做工的河南人同事。幾個白白淨淨的小青年,穿著也很講究,上班是工作服,下班就換了乾淨的衣服。我還暗暗地觀察了一下,居然發現他們也每晚洗澡和洗腳,挺愛衛生。他們當中,還有兩三個身體硬朗的中年人,古銅色的臉龐,和我們湖北人也處得來,語氣不像Dream beauty pro 脫毛我們湖北人說那麼生硬。只是,一到麥熟的季節,他們一定是要回家收割麥子的,工地的事再怎麼重要,地堛漕け歇@不能耽擱的。等割完麥子,他們又馬不停蹄地趕來工地。