溫心小屋
以文養心。原創文學，請勿抄襲,如需轉載，請告知。謝謝
Today the woods is unusually quiet, no rustling sounds from falling leaves, no chirps from birds’ chatting, only the gently choruses from the fall insects and the sound from the occasional raindrops, a trivial brisk sound with a beauty beyond words.
Immersed in the tranquility, I am ready to perceive the surroundings with conceptions. But all of a sudden, a reverberatory sound likes drumming comes from the sky over my head. The 1st, the 2nd, the 3rd…the drumbeats are rhythmic and powerful. Looking to where the sound coming from, I expect to see the master--a woodpecker. But he/her is too high to be seen.
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以下為文摘。從此文中了解到美學屬於哲學範疇，這樣看來，哲學也就沒那麽高深莫測，抽象不可及了。
Beauty is commonly described as a feature of objects that makes these objects pleasurable to perceive. Such objects include landscapes, sunsets, humans and works of art. Beauty, together with art and taste, is the main subject of aesthetics, one of the major branches of philosophy. As a positive aesthetic value, it is contrasted with ugliness as its negative counterpart（美是正能量，醜是負能量）. Along with truth and goodness it is one of the transcendentals, which are often considered the three fundamental concepts of human understanding. （真，善，美被認為是人類識知中的最其本核心概念，它們超越一切）。
One difficulty for understanding beauty is due to the fact that it has both objective and subjective aspects（問題是，人們對美的理解有客觀性，也有主觀性）: it is seen as a property of things but also as depending on the emotional response of observers. Because of its subjective side, beauty is said to be "in the eye of the beholder".[2] It has been argued that the ability on the side of the subject needed to perceive and judge beauty, sometimes referred to as the "sense of taste", can be trained and that the verdicts of experts coincide in the long run. This would suggest that the standards of validity of judgments of beauty are intersubjective, i.e. dependent on a group of judges, rather than fully subjective or fully objective.
Conceptions of beauty aim to capture what is essential to all beautiful things. Classical conceptions define beauty in terms of the relation between the beautiful object as a whole and its parts: the parts should stand in the right proportion to each other and thus compose an integrated harmonious whole. Hedonist conceptions see a necessary connection between pleasure and beauty, e.g. that for an object to be beautiful is for it to cause disinterested pleasure. Other conceptions include defining beautiful objects in terms of their value, of a loving attitude towards them or of their function.
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前陣子聽廣播裏提到LONG COVID的話題，想起身邊真有這樣的例子。十月時同事打了疫苗，但還是感染了新冠。她說她是從她男友那傳染的，他們一家都沒打疫苗。她不舒了兩周，嗅覺也暫時喪失，後來找回來了。聽她說那時她男友呼吸問題，但沒達到住院的地步。她男友的父親自十月嗅覺喪失，至今仍沒找回來。
昨天送了孩子去學校坐校車參加校隊間的遊泳比賽。到了校園，發現校門口停了三輛校車，說明分別是去參加三項不同賽事的。因為疫情原因，不許家長前往觀看。
今天聽電影THE WAY WE WERE《往日情懷》 裏主題歌THE WAY WE WERE 的歌詞作者之一 MARLYN BERGMAN 去世，享年93歲。這首歌是我最喜歡的英文歌曲之一，每次哼起來都會覺得渾身汗毛豎起來。音樂的力量就是如此之大。這兩天還想起了張雨生，他的形像永遠停在了二十來歲，戴著黑框眼鏡的少年模樣。
The Way We Were
Light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories
Of the way we were
記憶照亮了思緒的角落，那些記憶中的你我，朦朧得有如水彩；
散落的照片中是被我們留在身後的笑容，那些我們曾經給予彼此的笑容。
那時真的就如此簡單，這可能嗎？
或者是時間重寫了每一筆？
如果我們有機會讓一切重來
告訴我，我們願意嗎？我們可以嗎？
那些記憶或許是美麗的，但重新想起太過傷痛。
所以我們隻是簡單地選擇遺忘。
所以當我們記起時，我們記起的就隻有笑聲
它們屬於那時的你我
人物介紹
Orsino: 高富帥
Olivia: 白富美
Viola: 大家閨秀，遇船難後女扮男裝，化名Cesario, 在Orsino左右服侍，深得Orsino 信賴。
劇情簡介：高富帥Orsino苦追白富美Olivia不得，派Cesario (Viola)說和，Olivia 反而相中Cesario, 苦苦追求。但實為女兒身的 Cesario (Viola)卻對自己的主人 Orsino 情有獨鍾。
一日Orsino 與 Cesario 逛街遇到 Olivia, 表白再次被拒後，憤然傾吐內心絕望，Cesario (Viola)也借機間接對 Orsino表忠心，讓Olivia 一頭霧水。那段對話說的就是這段故事。
與讀唐詩宋詞一樣，隻是不能忍受那些"臨風歎息／對月傷神"的花鳥魚蟲遊戲了。
Orsino (對 Olivia說)
“假如我有那樣的心， 我為何不該像埃及的一個小偷那樣，
臨死前殺死自己的摯愛？這種愚昧的嫉妒有時也讓人感覺很崇高。聽著:
既然你對我的感情不屑一顧，而我也知道在你心中取代我的人，
那你就像個鐵石心腸的暴君那樣活著吧。
至於這個年輕人，我知道你很喜歡，向天發誓我也很關心，
以他主人的羞辱為代價，他在你的眼中至高無上，我要將他從你那裏抹去。
年輕人，跟我走。我現在思緒混亂：
我將犧牲我熱愛的羔羊，來鄙視一隻美麗鴿子老鷹般的心腸。"
Viola（上麵提到的年輕人,女扮男裝，化名 Cesario) 對 Orsino 說:
“隻要能讓你高興，我就是死一千次也心甘情願，在所不辭。"
說罷，兩人 (Orisno 和 Cesario）就要離開。Olivia 不幹了，問 Cesario： “Where goes Cesario?"
Cesario(Viola)：
After him I love, more than I love these eyes,
More than my life, more by all mores than I ever love wife.
Why should I not, had I the heart to do it,
Like to the Egyptian thief at point of death,
Kill what I love? A savage jealousy
That sometimes savors nobly. But hear me this:
Since you to nonregardance cast my faith,
And I partly know the instrument
That screws me from my true place in your favor
Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still.
But this your minion, whom I know you love,
And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly,
Him will I tear out of that cruel eye
Where he sits crowned in his master's spite.
Come, boy, with me. My thoughts are ripe in mischief:
I'll sacrifice the lamb I do love
To spite a raven's heart within a dove.
Viola
And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly
To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die.