Saturday, 5 February 2011

Lost in the city in the morning today

I lost myself in the city before 10.30am,arrived at Bank before 10am, but spent half an hour to find the place only less than 5 mins away. Have not been easy being an early morning person in winter in London due to the late sunrise, or no sun all day. This is the season for a change; it is time to appreciate the sunrise, the fresh air, and the good cup of tea or coffee - so time to be a morning person in the Spring! Some memory last winter turned me to expect more into the green, the streams and new books and more good walks. Some memories collected from Xmas, new year and the CNY are generally great, although with a momentum sense of loss in the context of homeland on day one of CNY. Anyhow, the conversation with my Chinese literature hero Su Dongpo (Born in Song dynasty), his words bought me back to the realistic for a while, on day two CNY, I added: make a home where is 6,000 miles away is rather interesting, the embrace with different cultures that is crucial in the century, isn’t it?

When in the city life, one can imagine the countrylife for a while, a least something to put the mind to peace in the nature, one can picture the old days, such as Mr Su, he walked every morning around the country roads after the green tea breakfast, watered his bamboo gardens, looked after the plum flowers trees, read under the pine trees, and talked to chrysanthemums while the stream was running along his house, then played his music. Did he play much sports, no much as we do now, but he played chess very well, the other type of relaxation.

Transportation is much greater than the Su Dongpo time, one can take a train to the real countryside during the weekend, is it not something that can be valued? such as the development of railways, aeroplanes, that link people around and pass the joy, talents, differences to enjoy? Su may like to travel more if he were here after this 1,000 years. The loss and found sentiments are always around people. The busy life in morden time can easily lose oneself, but find oneself afterwards, isn't it like the surprise like finding the lost golf ball in the bushes?
(Today, attended the talk by Dr. Donald Carson in St. Helen’s Church, Bishopsgate, EC3)

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