Friday, August 30, 2013

丘处机的《无俗念》与金庸

假期正是读书的好时候。除了不停地实体书,也会在睡觉之前或醒来之后用手机看书(虽然对眼睛不好)。最近刚读完金庸的《神雕侠侣》。之前读《射雕英雄传》时,十分欣赏郭靖那种为国为民的英雄情怀。而杨过从只顾个人私情,到为国退敌,那种狂傲的侠气,更是让人激赏不已。
说到神雕侠侣,不能不提不食人间烟火的小龙女。

被喻为《射雕三部曲》最后一部的《倚天屠龙记》开端,便有一首长春子丘处机所作的《无俗念》。
《倚天屠龙记》中的版本如下:

春遊浩蕩,是年年寒食,梨花時節。白錦無紋香爛漫,玉樹瓊苞堆雪。靜夜沉沉,浮光靄靄,冷浸溶溶月。人間天上,爛銀霞照通徹。
渾似姑射真人,天姿靈秀,意氣殊高潔。萬蕊參差誰信道,不與群芳同列。浩氣清英,仙才卓犖,下土難分別。瑤臺歸去,洞天方看清絕。

金庸对丘处机作此词的解释如下:
“这首词诵的似是梨花,其实词中真意却是赞誉一位身穿白衣的美貌少女,说她‘浑似姑射真人,天姿灵秀,意气殊高洁‘,又说她‘浩气清英,仙才卓荦’,‘不与群芳同列’。词中所颂这美女,乃古墓派传人小龙女。她一生爱穿白衣,当真如风拂玉树,雪裹琼苞,兼之生性清冷,实当得起‘冷浸溶溶月’的形容。以‘无俗念’三字赠之,可说十分贴切。长春子丘处机和她在终南山上比邻而居,当年一见,便写下这首词来。”

如果真的相信金庸所说的,这首词是借梨花描写小龙女,那么就堕入金庸老大的陷阱里了。所谓,尽信书不如无书,现在是Google当道的时代,可以找到许多资讯,对比解析之下,真假立刻分明。

丘处机的这首《无俗念·灵虚宫梨花词》原文如下:

春遊浩蕩,是年年、寒食梨花時節。白錦無紋香爛漫,玉樹瓊葩堆雪。靜夜沉沉,浮光靄靄,冷浸溶溶月。人間天上,爛銀霞照通徹。
渾似姑射真人,天姿靈秀,意氣舒高潔。萬化參差誰信道,不與群芳同列。浩氣清英,仙材卓犖,下土難分別。瑤臺歸去,洞天方看清絕。

金庸摘录改写的与原文有所出入。和他将历史稍作改动(譬如说蒙古大汗蒙哥被杨过用小石子打死),符合小说中的意境那样,这首词也被动了手脚,成了完全符合小龙女形象的《无俗念》。

这里有一篇解析写得很好,有兴趣可以参考。

读书有乐趣,在于真真假假,假假真真之中,有极其模糊的界限。不过如果照单全收,那就是死读书了。

如果看过《步步惊心》,对描写梨花的“浩气清英,仙才卓荦”应该不陌生。不过,如果真以为丘处机这首词的意思和金庸所说的一样,那就真是有点…… 这里有例子

只能说,金庸老大的历史知识实在是太博大精深了,所以创造出来的武侠世界才让人分不清现实虚构吧!话说回来,所谓正史,当中有多少虚构成分,除了史官和下令纂写的人,我们怎么知道呢?


Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Good old friends, nice long talk

I came with a heart full of anxiety. In one week's time I am going to leave behind my student life, and step into a brand new world, which I know nothing, although I claimed the other way on the resume. 

You just came back from Germany, traveled through four European nations. I came wishing to hear wonderful tales of your journey, which I did. It is amazing how your words bring every story to life, as you always do. But we missed out the romantic (perhaps not) parts, because of three other men who were with us. 

Things took a different turn when the topic ventured into the past, and our shared memories. We came to realize that it is the tenth year we know each other. Though not everyone of us are close to each other, we have countless shared moments. The icebergs, misunderstandings, quarrels. Tracing back on these good old times made us forget that time is tickling away. The first shop we went closed (later I was reminded that it was 12am when it closed), so we changed the venue to a mamak stall and talked on. 

How strange, normally a gathering like this won't get anywhere, if there is one more person present. Small groups are good for talking and sharing. Five is just nice. Is that why the five of us always stick together? 
Even when you went home, I managed to face the remaining guys and chatted away. Normally this would not be possible. I will not attend a gathering with the guys without you, and will not go on if you go home. Small number effect? Or long-time-no-see effect? But the topics later on are more on nonsense that somehow makes sense and "sounds great" theories.

Nostalgic talks like this cleared away my anxiety for the time being. I know the attacks will go on, until I get into the working field. But somehow, tracing back the young, immature, foolish experiences in the past, made me realize one thing. The past made the current me, and no matter how wonderful they remained as memories, when we were experiencing those moments, they were the matter of life-and-death to us. No matter how sweet those memories are, I do not hope to go back in time and change things or something like that. Because those are the parts that made up the current me. 
And the anxiety I am having now, will turn into sweet memories in the future, and it will shape the future me. Good or bad, depends on how I take it. Someday in the future, I will look back and laugh at this moment. The way we took secondary school memories as an old joke, even talking over those disputes as if it were something funny. 

We were young and immature, that's why we grow up the way we are. 

I am so afraid of losing in the future, I might choose to hide in the cave I created. But now, I think, I should be able to step out of the cave. One step at a time. 

/Although we did fight and maybe hated each other at a time, old friends, thank you very much for today. =) 

Friday, August 16, 2013

唉……

我何尝不想与你们见面?

但当口袋剩下单位数,户口剩下两位数,身上还背负债务,我实在无法嬉皮笑脸地去花天酒地。

要解释也很难。抱歉了。

Distant Worlds