Behind the Moon: Ale's Diary: Ale's Diary

Author: A Lai
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Publish Date: 2003-02-01
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1. I really like Rodin. No reason. Looking at his sculptures, then his sketches, a few strokes, and he's already a master. Then I watched Isabelle Adjani's The Lovers of Rodin and suddenly understood that when a woman meets a master, the outcome can only be burning both body and soul. A film critic said that in real life, Ajani was also someone who couldn't distinguish between acting and reality, her obsession with love bordering on madness. Her lake-blue gaze, like her beauty, is breathtaking and leaves one awestruck. Perhaps true art is born from this childlike, reckless self-destruction. People call things that can hit you instantly, excluding weapons and ammunition, "art." This kind of art, because it connects to a fragile and sensitive life, earns one's reverence.
2. Writing is my profession, and it is also my life. It is a quiet and rich way of expression, transcending language. Typing at the computer feels more like a strange game. Because the keys pressed are letters, and the characters that appear are Chinese, so the desire to play takes over, and it becomes unstoppable from then on. Twilight—Sunset—Lost in Happiness. Insomnia is a taste I cannot fathom. Every day, I eat greedily, read greedily, sing greedily, laugh greedily. Just to seek happiness in life, I often ponder. Fortunately, there are words. They are the only thing that flows yet never fades. When they quietly linger in one place, still watching your emotions, it's like a small mouth—talking.
3. Choosing a career as a journalist is like choosing a window that can hold a camera.