坂本龙一的终曲

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年轻时拽拽酷酷的他，上年纪了一样帅，变得温暖慈祥了。对大家说很冷吧，你们站起来走动也没关系，然后在钢琴前坐下，一曲圣诞快乐劳伦斯先生，每次听都感动到想哭。开头出现摆弄一架被海浪冲刷过的破旧钢琴，到后面转到，他谈到调音所谓的自然反而是不自然，他感受到钢琴自己想回归自然的声音。

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在一边继续治疗，一边继续自己的创作，毫不讳言对于死亡何时来临的恐惧。一点也不妨碍每一天弹琴创作，最后觉得手冷搓搓手继续弹实在是少年的可爱感。

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纪录片中说到来自被遮蔽的天空的一段话。

“因为不知道我们何时会死去，我们总以为生命是某种取之不竭的财富，可有些事只发发生那么几回，其实是少数几回。你还记得几个你童年的下午，那些无比重要的、如果没有它们你就也不再是你的下午？也许就只有四五回，也许甚至还不到。

你还能看几次满月？也许就剩20次。尽管你还以为那将是无尽无穷。”

Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless. -- Paul Bowles （The Sheltering Sky）

我们总会忘记，我们总会被提醒。面对自己的生命好好活吧，每一天都做一点。