風雨讀書天

因疫情的嚴酷和回鄉政策的嚴苛，我們只能接受命運的安排，留在他鄉僻壤。侍盆中花草，聽隔窗風雨，上網絡世界，讀電子圖書。每日三餐一覺，不覺時光流逝。彼岸節慶既遠，亦不解此地風情。糊塗度日，不知今夕何夕。夜間忽見街上燈火璀璨，才驚覺又一歲虛度。而此刻距吹哨人報警已是第三個年頭。世界變遷，禍福難料。誰曾想人類社會的運行竟被Covid-19改變？誰又敢說自己頭上沒有一把懸著的劍?

病毒的星火燎原了世界，閉關鎖國也無法阻斷病毒的變異和傳播。百有禁忌，誰敢口無遮攔？口罩也映襯了雙重現實。當今“山高皇帝遠”，“鞭長莫及”已是陳詞，章魚的長臂可以伸到每個孤島的旮旯。 《1984》在東方實演，老大哥的厲害遠超奧威爾的預想。

It was the best times. It was the worst times.

It was the season of light. It was the season of darkness.

It was the spring of hope. It was the winter of sadness.

It was the year two thousand and twenty-one.

當人話不好說時，學學鳥語也不錯。無法旅行看大地，那就讀書吧！