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January 06

To whom it may concern

This entry is written for a friend of a friend of mine. It is put in English, in which I am much less expressive and less eloquent, only to make those who are not concerned even less interested and leave the website immediately. How could one know if one is concerned? If you read the first sentence of this paragraph and know that it is for you, then you are the purported reader(s), otherwise...

 

Let me name the three characters, Chinese themselves, Lucy, Luke and Jeff. As far as I know, the story runs like this: Lucy met Jeff one and half years ago during her down and gloomy days. He was a simple, kind and decent man, having a heart much more decent than the one who had left her deceived and suffering previously. They became each other's boy/girlfriend in months and were happy together until last summer when Lucy, just as planned, went abroad for further study. The country she went to is said to be a dreamy land, where you may try to realize all your dreams, big dreams, small dreams, crazy dreams... But long before she could put her hands on any of her dreams, she met Luke. Luke a someone whose acquaintance I have the honor to have. He is smart, very manly, very quick in reasoning but very deliberate all the same. Lucy found a lot in common with Luke. They can indulge themselves in talking from the lips or typing under the fingers for hours each day without tire, admiring the other's shrewdness and the deep harmony in between. In short, she began for the first time to feel the great feelings of true communication, which was absent from her relationship with Jeff. To me, that means such communication cannot be established between them, because they had been together for such long time and what could be said should have been said. From this logic a breakup with Jeff was in due course at this point, with or without Luke as a factor, because their failure in communication was a more than sufficient reason. However, the fact turned out in such a way that a simple story became a total mess that no one desired, or deserved: Lucy went back to China last month and got married with Jeff.

 

Even a complete outsider like me, knowing all that went before, was a little disturbed, so there is no need to describe what ghastly gloominess Luke was suffering like none of his friends had seen before. To me, Lucy has definitely made a wrong decision, if, of course, I have been imparted the truth all the time. She won't be able to defend her decision from any aspect. For her own sake, she isn't doing herself any good in marrying Jeff. Marriage is a very delicate and complex matter, so delicate and complex that I sometimes even doubt whether simpletons like us human beings can afford or deserve it. It is true that one can always feel the loneliness in this crazy world and desires a companion in one's fight at any cost; but it is also true that mankind is such a selfish and insolent species that when living together in the long run, another's once trivial drawbacks and all those 'unmatched' parts of the two are magnified larger and larger before it becomes insufferable and justifies a divorce. So when you cannot find perfect harmony and beatific happiness with the one you have been dating for a year, don't marry him/her, because the feeling of harmony and happiness in 'the dating phase' of your relationship always looks bigger than they are. To be short, if Lucy cannot find the feeling of true communications now, she will only find less in the future. On the other side, for Jeff, the marriage is not fair either. I know that at first glance it seems to many that Jeff is the one, if there is one, who may benefit or get what he wants in this case, but I contend that it is not the case at all. First, the same reason that ran above also applies: he must be feeling no more happiness in their relationship than Lucy does, so he also needs another one with whom he has great communications. I always believe that everyone has a treasure in his mind, smaller or bigger, a treasure that the right person(s) could delight in in their communications. Lucy is just not the right person to open the chest of Jeff's. Second, a man, every man, deserves a wife who loves him, not someone who holds compassion towards him or wants marry him only to answer her own call of loyalty or morality. I think there is no need for an exposition of this point. Yes, it was Jeff who asked Lucy's hand, but he might not be able to see what was good for him at that time...anyway, from a complete outsider's view, this indiscreet decision is equally bad for Lucy and Jeff. Last but absolutely not the least, the news of the marriage is as devastating to Luke's life as it can be. To me, Lucy made the decision without any consideration of poor Luke. And she, more than anyone else, knows how much hope she has left to Luke, and how precious these hopes are to him.

 

If I were asked to give practical advices to these characters, I would say Lucy and Jeff should try to find a way of a peaceful divorce. The sooner the better. A divorce is a must, but since we were not born from a crack on a boulder and there are some people whose feelings we care to protect and who don't want to hear more of a divorce than of an improper marriage, one has to pace discreetly in executing the plan. So first they should conceal, if possible, the news of their marriage from reaching these people. Then they can sit down and talk and talk and talk...before they get an agreement on the decision of divorce, and make a plan and schedule for it. It is crucial to involve as few people as possible. The involvement of others, particularly those who even don't understand the situation as much as I do, can only make this complex situation even messier and more inextricable. The fewer people involved the easier for Jeff and Lucy to come to their senses and make a reasonable plan best for their own future. If our heroine likes, Luke need not be considered as a factor in this discussion, because, as I have emphasized, the inopportune marriage is worse for Jeff and herself than for Luke. All the necessities considered, it is still a hard decision to make and the decision making is a torment in itself, but one is supposed to pay after making such a horrible mistake, isn’t it?

 

Writing this essay is actually leading me to some geeky and philosophical thinking, which is useless for anyone but had better be settled down before it dissolves into the air. I am constantly wandering why Lucy decided to marry Jeff. And the only reason I can get is that in her eyes, it was good and fair to him. But in a matter like marriage, in a matter in which oneself is deeply involved, it is more consistent to be an egotist than an altruist. The Chinese adage has it 'how do you know the joy and sorrow of fish when you are no fish?' One can only know one's own feelings and therefore should not 'help' others think or feel. One cannot afford the price of betraying one's own heart in so grave a matter as marriage. If you make a decision of a 'sacrifice' which YOU think is good for the other you may end up finding both lives ruined by it.

 

September 07

第二次走过加州(照片)

岳父母上个月来美关怀我们的学习生活,并陪我们玩了一趟。跟上次的链接一样 。
March 13

aps march meeting

顺利结束。这次的会议上我会晤了分别了几年的友人;这次的会议我每天有五十块钱伙食补助;这次的会议我天天有饭局而且不止一个;这次的会议上我发表了重要讲话;这次的会议上我在别人发表重要讲话的时候无数次睡着;这次的会议我错过了不少于97.5%的会议精神 (Y. Li et al, 2007 March Meeting) ……总而言之,这次的会开的很好。
 
昔日的同学见了几个,都奋斗在资本主义科研事业的第一线,挥霍青春企图建功立业。相比之下我总有点局外人的意思,整天就琢磨着怎么样才能早一天退休,让我颇生鸿鹄安知燕雀之志的感叹。
 
旦福是个不错的地方,在美国一干我去过的城市中。主要原因我觉得是当地黑人少,所以晚上走大街上不用害怕——跟休斯顿很不一样,大白天的也要快步急行,不敢乱说乱看。我们住的附近又是个餐馆和小店集中的地区,人气很旺,傍晚时候街上人特多,跟北京似的。不好的地方是这个地方天干物燥,地处高原周围又没水源,认识的人大多数都有流鼻血或者嘴唇干裂的现象。当然这也和公款吃喝下的无所顾忌有关系,就拿我来说,本来一个礼拜都未必敢吃一次的牛排,这回几乎天天晚上都有伺候。
 
当时开会觉得这个地方挺暖和,比indiana强,回来一看才知道,原来全国范围内的春天都要来了。我总是在这边的夏天怀念北京的冬天,而在这边的冬天怀念北京的炎夏,总之,我觉得自己是想回去了。
October 27

To whom it may concern

人老了之后发现时间过得就是快,如果假设我从来美国开始上大学,现在已经是在大三的第一学期了,可是当年真的在大学里的时候觉得从大一到大三经历了好多好多事,而现在呢,颓废一下下一个星期就过去,解决一个小小的问题中一个学期就过去,天天早上看着晴转阴阴转晴一年就过去。第三年在北大的时候觉得自己是老油条了:懒洋洋地穿梭在教室楼的中间,几乎每节课都会迟到,在邓小平理论课上边吃着学四的水煮妹边跟贝贝聊天;而在这个陌生国度的第三年,周围的一切却还像刚来的时候一样陌生。对于这种人越老时间感觉过得越快的现象,我的一个新朋友加斯汀·希克有一个很简单但是有力的解释:人对同样长的一段时间的流逝感反比于他的年龄,比方说同样是一年,对于一个十岁的人来讲它是生命的十分之一,当然内容充实,过得慢,而对于一个五十岁的人来说或许根本没有什么感觉。

突然不想写了,待续待续。(这篇文章本是为一位近来突然发骚的老友所写,可是写到这里突然觉得思维不清了)

October 04

大学里的浪漫

其实浪漫又何必仅仅限于狗男女之间的你侬我侬,狗男男或者狗女女之间同样存在令人怀念遐思的浪漫。其实浪漫这个词在我看来,已经和它的原型romance有了一定的区别,这两个中国字放在一起本身就是个很有味道的组合,绝对比另外一个版本的翻译“罗曼”强上百倍。身为一个迂腐的理科生,我却还是不禁对这个词下一个我自己的定义:所谓的浪漫的事,就是当你日后回忆起来这件事的时候,前想后想左想右想回顾过去展望未来,就是看不到它和你的事业家庭前途人际关系如此之类的任何联系,但却能让你在回忆的时候动了情,忘了我,如同吸了大麻一样地神情恍惚,乐得再不要回到现实,这种事情,就是浪漫的事情了。它可以是熄灯之后由于年轻人精力过剩而生成的人生观论战,可以是扛着应急灯半夜翻墙而入自习室的一幕,可以是几个兴趣相投的姐妹为首喜欢的小曲编写伴奏然后用口琴生涩地吹出,也可以是一个刺骨的冬天里你在打球的过程中把上衣脱了一件又一件……但还是打不过人家……
 
突然觉得我这些年跟数学之间的浪漫得写一写。年轻的时候我根本听不进去什么“对于学物理的人来讲数学只是工具”之类的话,我一直相信那些数学系要学而物理系不用学的内容——从指数函数的严格定义(别笑,一般人我敢说你不知道),黎曼可积性的严格表述,严格的面积、体积的定义(还是别笑,一般人你还是不知道),到更基础的实数空间的戴德金分化定义——总会是有用的,总会用一种神秘的力量在你将来思考一个很深很难的物理问题的时候给你以启发,让你立刻脱其他那些只学了物理系数学的物理学家的颖而出。让我欣慰的是,似乎年幼无知的我们都倾向于这样的想法:在我的带领下,我们宿舍实现了人手一套数学分析的大好局面。而且有一位室友还格外喜欢和我讨论此类虚无缥缈的问题,我们也许都曾经在心底骄傲的宣称过我们要以讨论抽象抽象再抽象,同时严格严格再严格的数学问题为荣耀。大一第一学期的一个夜里,那会儿刚学了极限的定义没多久,我们就躺在熄灯后的床上对着彼此的黑暗讨论调和序列前N项之和与ln(N)的差为什么有极限;还记得他那时经常听他数学系的同学说这说那,回来就会跟我们吹牛,有一回,也是大一的第一学期,他严肃地告诉我其实实数的定义是不严格的,无理数用有理数的极限来定义是没有意义的。第二天我就将数学分析第二册买到,并戮力攻读“实数空间”那章直至凌晨两三点(“不空,不漏,不乱”,戴德金分划的三点我现在还记得不差)——我们宿舍门口就是贴着报纸的灯箱,我搬一把椅子坐在宿舍门口,随着夜越来越深我越来越冷。大一下半学期开始学习多重积分,一个灰白的上午,我们宿舍一行人从理教下课跑到三教去上下节课,我一路上就在跟那个哥们解释一个不规则的二维图形的面积是怎么通过对该图形进行的两种正方形分划的上下确界来定义的,怎么严格证明随着分划变细总面积一个单调递减一个递增……就在这样无谓而投入的讨论当中,两个无名小辈——被数学的严格性所吸引的无数无名小辈中的两个,穿过来往自行车的洪流,被两匹破自行车载着驶向灰白的教学楼。
 
后来我就长大了,明白了说那什么“数学只是物理的工具”的人是真的过来人,大凡没有被编进物理系高数书的内容我哪怕一次都没有用过。对于一个物理学家,重要的真的不是知道一个数学原理的严格表述和证明,而是知道怎么用它和各种各样的使用技巧。把精力花在那些重要方面的人是牛逼,而我自己是真正的傻逼。上面那些我学了却从未用过的东西,则是学了一遍忘一遍,又学了一遍又忘一遍,七零八落,早就知其然而不知其所以然,到了如今被彻底荒废,其水平只能写在blog上做谈资,更不要说什么融会贯通,什么“神秘”的启发也成了自嘲的笑话。但是我想,人生应该是个过程量吧?那些经历,总能给你留下点浪漫吧?我想象着一个画面:应急灯下一个不知所谓的男生,已经读了两遍关于柯西积分充分条件的几个定理的证明,把书推到了一边,抽出张稿纸想要自己推导一遍,然而没推多久就卡住了,很长很长时间没能继续写。我想着这个画面,然后开始自恋。
May 17

随笔

记得高中时候最怕写所谓的“随笔”,原则上写什么都可以,但对于我来讲却是最难的,因为我每天脑子一刻不停的转着,却总是没有任何可以梳理出来的感受,什么都没有,一点也写不出来。现在想想那时候可能才是拥有纯粹的快乐而不知的年代:我春夏秋冬骑车在大而无当的北京城中,身受幸福而没必要反思那幸福。越到长大,我想的东西就越多,大学时候,隔三差五,一篇符合高中时候“随笔”要求的文章就会在我脑子里成型,一个人生问题的讨论就会在脑子中展开,那时的自己,每到这种时候就会觉得自己大智大慧,又想明白了一点道理,离一个自洽的生活哲学又近了一步——多年之后我发现这样的想法的可笑:那梳理出的一点又一点的感受,自己同自己辩论的一次又一次的结果,只是把一个年轻时无端的万向的可能性,推倒了一个无聊的稳定点,然后自满自足于稳定点的稳定,但是再无法排遣从而产生的无聊。当所有的生活都有了感受,所有的感受都有了头绪可以名状,我们的人格已被定型,量子纠缠态已被测量——我呆呆地站在春天里,已经被结束。不绝于耳的巴赫的英国组曲,当年的我觉得它无端而不悦耳,现在则觉得无奈而欲罢不能。
 
说到种种可以名状的情绪,这两年来的种种留学体验就一句句浮上心头。最大的感受,毫无疑问是一种文化上的被孤立,而这主要归结于语言的障碍。日常交流用的语言和学术交流不是问题,而是很多时候想表达一个很精确而微妙的感受的时候所找到的语汇就是搔不到痒处,而美国人说的掺杂着文化背景的精致的本应特别能搔到痒处的话就是碰不到你的心坎儿上。就像他们的语言一样,他们所快乐之快乐,痛苦之痛苦,只可意会不可言传之不可言传,对于我来讲只能是归结为神秘美丽的异国情调——知道很爽却不能爽于其间。与其说这文化的差异像一堵高墙,不如说是像一个鸿沟,我听得到看得见美国人在他们自己的国土上恣意,但永远被隔在了另一边。无论他们意识到或者没意识到,我觉得多数中国人在这种压抑之下开始变态,这点在网络论坛上表现得最为明显:同样内容一个帖子(比方说一个女的发帖说做了对不起自己男朋友的事(出轨)困惑而自责),在国内高校论坛上大多数的回帖都是持宽容态度,还会鼓励楼主不要太过烦恼要积极面对等等;而海外论坛上则是一大片尽其恶毒之能事的谩骂和诅咒。在这个大家挤破了脑袋之后到达的异国,我感到什么都变了:环境变了,同胞变了,自己恐怕也变了。