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    November 04

    That Place at That Time

        I was watching a TV program this afternoon when I thought about a place for a person. Everyone should have a place at a time for him/her to remember, to talk about, to leave or go back to. There must be something happened in that place before, which made it special. Certainly the place for Johnny To is Hong Kong, where he is making beautiful movies and everyone knows him. He understands Hong Kong even better than Sydney cuz although he was totally a grown-up when he went to Hong Kong; he was still a baby who started a wonderful journey from scratch. He bathed with the culture of Hong Kong all these years, by which his spirits were reborn and he has created a brand new cinematic era.

     

        As summer enters into November, I know this is the time for my graduation. It's like the end of something that I'm always too comfortable to be with. However even I've done with it, I haven't done with Sydney, have I? Is Sydney that place for me? Or is it just the place for me at this time? It'll probably be my Manhattan some day, or my Chengdu. Or it'll always be Sydney. Who knows? Actually I don't travel allot, and I don't manage to remember all the places I've ever been to. So basically the places that I want to remember, must be the places that I used to live in, the places that are parts of my whole lifetime.

     

        Lately I've been thinking of Nanjing a lot. It might be because there are still uncompleted things I left there. I didn't stayed for a long time, but two years have given me quite enough time to enter into adults' world at the very first time. I like the city because it's only two hours fly way from my hometown, so that whenever I feel sad or lonely, I know I can alway go home. I like it also because it's not that fashionable and fabulous. I can smell the air of ancient lingering charm. The old maple trees covering along the whole street, the mottled  city walls standing alone washed by plum rains, people's gossip in accent from north of Yangze River, all of these have been passed away from my life, further and further at every time when I wanted to see them again. Of course, these is one thing that Nanjing left me still in my life, that is friends, although they're not in Nanjing anymore. Maybe I'll go back for fun some day, but the place of Nanjing will always be my place at that time.

     

        God knows where my next place is going to be, I don't have to think much because life is like a box of chocolate and I would like to be surprised somehow. The places change as time goes by. Same place at different time might be different in the memories. The only thing that doesn't change is the faith you always have, to believe every amazing moment in every place you've ever been in. Even if there is sadness and loneliness, even if you were broken down there and you swore never look back, life still goes on passing every spot of your journey.

     

        I'm lucky to have been there, the place at the time.