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Going Together is a vivid collection reflecting our daily lives. To reach the author, send emails to: loulin@live.hk

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Focusing on the world around marginalized group, Gender Studies is a collection recoding our society at large around people overlooked. Write to Tome Loulin at: letter@loulin.org

Another Moon

by Tome Loulin Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lakeLazily reflecting back the sun,And scarcely ruffled by the little breezeWhich wanders idly through the nodding ferns.The blue crest of the distant mountain, topsThe green crest of the hill on which I sit;And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned … Continue reading “Another Moon”

Comments about Some Undercurrents in This New World

阅读中文版 When cleansing our company’s floor, I asked Katie, a female coworker in her twenty-something, about whether she would take university entrance exam again if possible. ‘No’ She answered, fretted. We work in a second language teaching company where she worked as a sale consultant; I a lecture; both of us were insecurely hired because … Continue reading “Comments about Some Undercurrents in This New World”

Thoughts

  • Walking Along the Way Our Sun Goes
    The sparrows that sometimes came to stay before my window were singing. Outside of the window, the trees whose names I was unable to utter were shining under the sun.
  • Radical Authenticity: Looking at Abdellatif Kechiche’s Films
    阅读中文版 by Tome Loulin I’m made and remade continually. Virginia Woolf Filming is creating ways for us to see something different, familiar, unseen, seen, exotic, and alien in a new sense maybe because for most of us, seeing only one side of something is not enough and film provides us with the opportunity of seeing … Continue reading “Radical Authenticity: Looking at Abdellatif Kechiche’s Films”
  • On Self-emancipation
    There is something deeper inside of us that is calling, urging us to escape something else; yet, hardly could we find out where and what it is. Something, it’s always the notion of something that is most hard to be named precisely or defined properly, so is our notion of self-liberation, which is hardly an … Continue reading “On Self-emancipation”
  • 回顾
    心渡 大海在天上,云是海浪 不知名的人在桥栏边 温润的水岸边 晚夜微暖的风 远望着,纯然的青峰 川行的人流间 有位渡翁 行舟在这片人海间 无名的树木,还有多少岁月青葱 暗淡的倒影,自行车行过匆匆 也许,那无名的树林间 也涌过这夏日的水潮 从此后 心中的浪,还有多少年岁涨伏 -楼林(Tome H. Loulin) 2020 湖北 The Years 曾经在熙攘的街头穿行,戴耳机,疾风驶过的人流中,偶尔迎风流泪,因为戴墨镜,所以不太在意。与他一同在东湖骑行,中途休息,我坐在椅子上望着落日发呆,身后是往来的骑者,他特地带了移动音箱,仿古式的,样式别致,播放的是一首法文的歌,我强学发音,许多都念错了,他沉默着,用手机拍下了那湖面上的落日。我问是否可以连他的音箱,他点头,表同意。那时已是晚夏,湖边的微风拂过,归去时我走在后面些,旁边有自动售水机,走进才发现灯光下都是昆虫,好在水不受影响。我回访武汉只记得东湖适合散步谈话,因为风景好,那晚却不复往昔的寂静,不知是否因宣传的多了,还是没有其他合适的自然公园。 他曾住一厅式的公寓,布局温馨。在家的时候,我的祖母看到我睡最小的房间,便同我说,等我去学校后就搬到小房间睡,因为温馨。他的书桌上堆放着资料,上面是贺卡与明信片,多是学生写的感谢信。现在写信寄信的人少了,心里总是空落落的,觉得是信息时代的憾事。正好在这里满足了这感受,沉默的房间里,时间仿佛也慢了些。 美国疫情刚受关注时,NBC电视台放慰问卡片销售攀升的消息,许多人为逝者的亲人寄慰问卡片,是比电子化信息更能表达关怀之意的仪式。看到电视上播放的卡片,想起了在我的母亲曾短暂经营的文具店里,我曾总是翻看明信片,偶尔看到信上预先印好的小句子,大多数携语,心里总感到亲切。 行旅归后,很少有机会重访东湖,也许是怕独行,熙攘的人流间,独自行走有突兀感,三三两两的人影下,怕那种特别感受。我总是这样,独自的时候,就想与人同行的感受。偶尔夜深的时候,淋浴水流过,心中涌过温热的水潮,不喜欢开灯,觉得LED灯光不自然,所以宁愿漆黑些,玻璃门的亮光点缀着,像暗潮。 家中 那时,也许是还在成长着,对夏日有亲切感,当然其灼热的午后除外,第一次去北京的时候,是几年前了,近秋,但还是炎热异常,是干热,所以穿长袖长裤也适当,汗水较易干?曾经,在家乡的夏日,自己用一个午后拍照——用三脚架拍摄。现在摄影师不容易找,所以自己拍。 搬回家的时候,做好了去沙哈拉的准备,小的城市与年轻人不大相符,但因为房租的缘故,所以回家乡还是较理性的选择。我用手机控制镜头,沉默中,只有窗外知了的声音陪伴我最久,像生命的鸣奏曲。
  • Myself These Years in Retrospect, A Notetaking
    It seemed like a remindful aphorism to me that though years could have passed unnoticed, some memories were still as vivid as ever when being reminisced about thanks to the photographs taken before. Photography itself is like a partially immortalized and visualized bit of time, which as a collective concept is itself hardly an accurate … Continue reading “Myself These Years in Retrospect, A Notetaking”
  • Remembering the unrememberable
    By Tome Loulin Seeing the sun set is like watching the most difficult and touching part of a movie, yet, having no control, just watching.
  • 秋日的夜
    by Tome Loulin 从理发店出来后,望着月光下的校园,深秋的晚夜,路上零星有些行人,湖边是寒雾,飘到夜路间。理发店的洗发师领着我进去,他微笑着,许久没有见陌生人对自己微笑过,好像偶尔抬头看到完满的月亮。洗头的时候,温水冲淋着我的头发,他的手好像也感到了些凉意,“哎。“他似乎自责道,又把水温调高了些。其实冷水我也可以洗,只是很久没感受过这样的温度,心中全是棱角分明的方块在碰撞着。“因为压力大了些,所以头……”我没往下说。“不会的。”他立刻回道。沉默中,自己好似冲刷在这暖潮里,正好流过水池的水也是温热的。 “不要把学习看的太紧了,压力太大了对身体不好。”他轻声说着。 “嗯,的确是这样的。”我回复道。 “以前在学校的时候,有感触,学习之余要多放松。你们现在有电脑,不一定玩游戏,偶尔看视频放松一下对身体也好。”他又说道。 温热的水流在发间流过,人闭上眼睛后就像在另一个世界,眼皮覆盖的视野,一切都是暗红色,黑色,他说话是协商似的口吻。也不是很特别的嘱咐,在那狭小的世界里,心中却好似有股暗潮涌过,自己很久不流眼泪了,但还是很知道这特别的滋味。 头发短些了,感受到的夜寒也深了些。薄雾的夜路间,一边是高大的树木,一边是栅栏外的车流,大部分时候都是我自己一人行走着。路灯下是模糊的影。从一条小路间走到回宿舍的大路边,寂静的树林间,暗绿色的草叶,有些像聊斋里的背景,自己好像不在现代,在古代。一人独自夜行,背一些行囊,无任何盘缠,黑暗中,也可能碰见别的什么来。古代的荒野间是所谓的江湖,好在自己只是匆匆过客,一切也不太沉重,那暗林间的石子路。 想起陶潜的田园诗歌,不知,夜深的山林间,是否也是这样,冷淡间的独特感受呢?也许是幽静中带些深沉的想象,古代诗人的避世情节倒是比较容易满足;独自徘徊的时候,前路好似就如前方那幽暗的树林一样,宁静中带着些自己的想象。我们也要快乐一些。 独自徘徊夜径边,远槐幽然明月天。沉寂的秋夜里,白色的夜光,正好是明月将圆的时候,夜深也不太暗淡。
  • In A Misty Late Autumn Night
    by Tome Loulin It is dark in the night that I walk and walk after having my hair cut. “Because of the stressful lifestyles I was living, I am worried about this.” I murmured worryingly, gazing in the mirror reflecting my curved brows in the dim-lit room. “Don’t over worry about that.” The hairstylist beside … Continue reading “In A Misty Late Autumn Night”
  • Looking from the Runway
    “Pleasantly and well-suited I walk,Whither I walk I cannot define, but I know it is good,The whole universe indicates that it is good,The past and the present indicate that it is good.”—Walt Whitman, To Think of Time With air-conditioning on though the temperature that night was not high, yet, I slept, feeling that would be … Continue reading “Looking from the Runway”
  • Another Moon
    by Tome Loulin Above me spreads the hot, blue mid-day sky,Far down the hillside lies the sleeping lakeLazily reflecting back the sun,And scarcely ruffled by the little breezeWhich wanders idly through the nodding ferns.The blue crest of the distant mountain, topsThe green crest of the hill on which I sit;And it is summer, glorious, deep-toned … Continue reading “Another Moon”
  • An Essay I Wrote
    阅读中文版 by Tome Loulin Looking back at the essay about education I’d written during my graduate school exam, I still feel much about points I made in that essay. That time I was busy at reading sociological reports and theories. So on the first paragraph, I wrote: There was a slogan the Labour Party of … Continue reading “An Essay I Wrote”
  • Wandering through the Alleys
    I saw people walking on the street and though it is a small city, I feel being small is also like being on the way to our very origin.
  • 夏日的夜
    以前没有空调的时候,夏夜里,总是吹一整夜的风扇,时间久了,很容易感冒。也因此羡慕表弟家有空调—那还是两千年刚刚过的时候。
  • Somewhere
    Standing before a souvenir store in the palace museum, though the postcards depicting palaces Chinese imperial members lived in a stately air were still sold hanging on the stock stall, I was no longer interested in buying them, instead, I had watched those cards for a while and then gone.
  • Where We Live Now
    We were in the office waiting for the clock to tick to five so that we could have our dinner taken but in this food desert where our office located was nothing particularly delicious to eat so we were not particularly expecting that time to come. But my colleagues won’t keep silent simply because the … Continue reading “Where We Live Now”
  • A Summer That Seemed like A Rebirth
    The last summer in our high school years should be an anxious one but maybe because of being immersed with parting feelings, it seemed rather sentimental. Classmates had been writing encouragements on each other’s memorandum for a while as if knowing that this summer would be a farewell to our entire student years although some … Continue reading “A Summer That Seemed like A Rebirth”
  • Going to The Mountains
    There was a world map hung on the wall of my childhood home that was later sold to others. When parents were going out to work and being alone, I could stand before the map watching for hours but not get bored because I thought that could widen my own horizon. And when I found … Continue reading “Going to The Mountains”
  • We Take Photographs in Order to Remember
    So many times we forget what we thought we won’t forget that so strange was seeing our old photos again. Without photos that preserve the moment we had lived, one may be distorted about what his or her past time was like. I remembered a childhood friend to whom I said that I wished he … Continue reading “We Take Photographs in Order to Remember”
  • A Hometown of One’s Own
    Everyone’s hometown could be regarded as unrecognizable at some rate after all. Surrounded by rows of emptied houses, feeling lonely, witnessed neighbors to have moved away from here, I knew what was life in a lonely town like. Although I had never gone to Sahara desert, but felt deeply after reading San Mao’s–a traveling writer–‘The … Continue reading “A Hometown of One’s Own”
  • Reminiscing about Hong Kong, a Memorandum
    While lining up before the checking stop to enter Hong Kong, I found my cellular carrier had halted service because I hadn’t applied roaming service before entering the city. But as my friend Mr. Hsu, who resides in Shenzhen and travels to Hong Kong frequently, already passed border through fast-checking service, unable to contact him, … Continue reading “Reminiscing about Hong Kong, a Memorandum”
  • Comments about Some Undercurrents in This New World
    阅读中文版 When cleansing our company’s floor, I asked Katie, a female coworker in her twenty-something, about whether she would take university entrance exam again if possible. ‘No’ She answered, fretted. We work in a second language teaching company where she worked as a sale consultant; I a lecture; both of us were insecurely hired because … Continue reading “Comments about Some Undercurrents in This New World”
  • Wunderkind
    One Once upon a time, there was a boy living in this rural town happily and lovingly; his name is Little Eddie and loved playing with every child he encountered. Wiggling heard from swings, seesaws. He never got bored. The town itself was and is dreadful. People walking on the street looked dull. Eddie’s family … Continue reading “Wunderkind”
  • Slouching toward Wherever the Sun Shines
    ‘Sunshine cleaning’, a movie I watched years ago, presented stories about different women who divorced and tried to restore their savaged lives back to normal with positive thinking and challenge taking traits, and its characters’ willingness to endure and change. For most of us, life may be seen as living with challenges that need to … Continue reading “Slouching toward Wherever the Sun Shines”
  • Healing and Recovery in a Community Hit by the Pandemic
    After social-distancing measures lifted, cities in Hubei province aim to reopen local businesses. But could the economy of Hubei, which is heavily relying on private sector’s growth to create jobs, be restarting smoothly? In Tome Loulin’s observation in Qianjiang, a small city in Hubei province, there are some silver-linings in a pandemic-ravaged city aiming to … Continue reading “Healing and Recovery in a Community Hit by the Pandemic”
  • As Happiness Is the Romanticization of Ephemerality
    It was afternoon I walked and cycled on the lanes around East Lake. ‘Green lanes’ square-shaped signs showed. Trees and greens were everywhere as well as people cycling around the lake. Breezing around the lanes, I saw happy faces as well as saddened, serious ones. I wasn’t alone; I was with my friend. There was … Continue reading “As Happiness Is the Romanticization of Ephemerality”
  • Lives in A Pandemic Ravaged City – Restoration, Vigilance, and Hope
    阅读中文版 There have been stores open over nights; not anymore, at least for now. Walking on a lightless road near a river park in Qianjiang, a city in Hubei province, I rely on the flashlight from my phone lest I fell into some hidden pit holes. Darkness. People walking on the riverside were silent; only … Continue reading “Lives in A Pandemic Ravaged City – Restoration, Vigilance, and Hope”
  • In A Crisis Haunting the World, Hubeians Face Another – A Report at Micro
    “What Henanese are experiencing in China is basically what Jews in Western society had or have experienced.”a fact that Henanese people have experienced profound xenophobic remarks towards them indicates an acute situation facing the people of Henan, a province in central China. Romy, in his twenties, was going to Beijing to attend a week-long internal … Continue reading “In A Crisis Haunting the World, Hubeians Face Another – A Report at Micro”
  • The Tepee in Our Heart of Hearts
    Hearing fireworks booming was in the midnight; Moy, in his early-twenties, had thought that sound might be a false alarm of the lifting of the quarantine measures since the city where he resided was hit by the Coronavirus and locked down indefinitely since. But this time the initial unsealing of quarantine measures put to this … Continue reading “The Tepee in Our Heart of Hearts”
  • Regarding Humanity in the Age of Irritation
    He knew it would be a matter of time before the outbreak to be contained someday. In Chinese Mahayana canon, one of pupils’ main goals was to escape the cycle of endless death and rebirth into Nirvana as final destination beside pursuing self-enlightenment. The pupils were taught that life is suffering but we can search … Continue reading “Regarding Humanity in the Age of Irritation”
  • On Lakes
    Somedays were dreams, but some, you know, were not. Walking on the bank near the lake where I had walked many times before, I recalled so many memory fragments that belonged to me and some one whom I had befriended. The water of the lake, the lake of South, dotted with and surrounded by willow … Continue reading “On Lakes”