画家妻子的生日party
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今天，是一个画家妻子的生日，受邀去他家为他的妻子庆祝。一说起生日party，在国人心目中是该有多热闹就有多热闹的，要么大吃大喝，要么跳舞唱歌。然而，这个Party给我留下的最深印象却是宁静。
Party在晚上。走过蜿蜒的小路，一会便来到他的小别墅。竹子的栅栏门半开着，先迎接我们的是主人家两条漂亮的狗狗。和我们一起进屋，在暖暖的灯光下，雨夜的寒冷立刻被驱散，壁炉里的炉火和着音乐的节奏跳跃，木质的地板和天花板，还有很多艺术品和画家的作品，觉得这不是家，而是一个开放的咖啡厅或艺术画廊。而室内的布艺沙发，和个性家具，又觉得这是一个温馨自由的家。屋内有楼梯延伸到二楼，那该是卧室吧？一楼客厅，餐厅，储藏室，主人的画室。看到敞开的厨房和餐厅，更有家的感觉。
7点多时候，已经有许多朋友在了。一二十人的party，没有一丝乱的感觉，井然有序。菲国真是一个秩序好的国家，进入超市要检查包，自觉的排队，男女分开检查，超市的出口在高峰的时候会排了长长的队付款，没有一个加塞，出了超市坐TAXI，无论烈日还是暴雨，所有人都会排队。道路上的车辆总会让行人，如果是在人行道上，是绝对没有飞驰的车辆。
我们到后，也还有朋友三三两两的来。有我见过的画家，作家，诗人，摄影师，导演，也有我没见过的或许是女主的朋友。菲人的自由除了在心灵和作品上，这些艺术家的穿着打扮也是极具个性，有的男士留了长长的头发，梳了个性的发型；有的女孩头发却短得几乎光头；有的穿了长袍和拖鞋，也有的穿了马靴带了棉帽。碧瑶是个很奇怪的城市，在这样四季如春的气候里，在同一天大家却可以把四季的衣服同时穿上。有人穿人字拖，也有人穿棉鞋，有人穿吊带，也有人穿羽绒服。其实单看看屋子里这些艺术家的打扮，就知道他们是做什么的了。
朋友们和主人握手拥抱，和寿星拥抱亲吻，送上祝福，就可以随便吃了。大家都自觉有序的取自己要吃的食物，在圆形的餐桌上摆满了肉，面条，点心，面包，黄油，小调料，饮料，红酒和其他品类的酒。靠墙的方桌上摆了水果。最主要的菜是炖鸡，这是为生日party特意准备的，也是菲律宾对重要节日和重要客人最高的礼遇。朋友们有的在吃，有的在交谈，寿星还在为客人做着美味的食物，在煎饼，用来卷蔬菜，肉末和其他我叫不上名字的食物，有点像家乡的洛馍卷小菜。看到这些菜品，突然有种自家的温暖。主人怕我不知道怎么吃，亲自给我卷好给我。还拿特色的点心给我吃。大家都面带微笑，互相点头致意，显然看我语言不通，微笑就好。主人帅帅的18岁的儿子也在帮母亲做食物，一会儿打蛋做蛋糕，一会儿整理餐具。主人就脖子里带着相机，捕捉这美好的瞬间。
菲人都很显年轻，年龄仿佛也是秘密。席间遇见一位华侨女士，一交流才知道她42岁了，看上去还像个学生，快乐的人永远年轻。真没想到，在异国的party上可以说中国话，交谈甚欢，她也充当了我的翻译。她说她自己开餐馆，还邀请我们周末去她餐馆吃饭。主人已经60了，却很显年轻，退休后就自己搞些创作，之前是大学美术老师，在日本工作了三年，教授艺术和英语。主人很喜欢中国文化，能用毛笔习字，可惜写的是日本书法。我要教他汉语，写中国字，还送给他一个中国名字——“超人”，意思是矮小的身体，强大的灵魂。主人要约我一起进行艺术创作，希望在9月初可以办个联展，用中国毛笔和水墨来描绘异国的风情。
Party还在继续着，相互的交流也在继续着，大家也似多年不见的老友，举着红酒杯，像要不醉不归的样子。年轻的，年老的，不同肤色不同种族的人们，大家都静静地，在背景音乐烘托下，有的在壁橱边聊天，有的在阳台上感受雨夜，有的谈着吉他轻声歌唱，有的独自静坐······我提前告辞，华侨女士特意开车送我到校门口。
真是个美好的夜晚。Party的宁静还在我的脑海回味，要比美味的食物更有诱惑。
静安极好。
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Painter's Wife's Birthday Party
Today, is a painter's wife's birthday, I was invited to his home for his wife to celebrate. Mention of the birthday party, in the minds of people is the liveliness of a multi busy, or eating and drinking or singing and dancing. However, the deepest impression that the Party left for me is quietness.
Party is holding at night. Through the winding path, then came to his cottage. The fence door of the bamboo is half open, first greeted us is our master's two beautiful dogs. And we go into a house, under the warm light, on a cold night in the rain was immediately dispersed, the fire in the fireplace and a music rhythm jump, wooden floors and ceilings, and many artists and art works, I feel this is not a home, but an open coffee shops and art galleries. While the fabric sofa is indoor, and there is also personalized furniture, and I feel that this is a warm and free home. There are stairs in the room which is extending the second floor, where is the bedroom, right? The first floor has the living room, dining room, storage room, the owner of the studio. Seeing the open kitchen and dining room, I have a more home feeling.
Around 7 o’clock, there are many friends in the room. Ten or twenty people are in the party, without a feeling of chaos, everything is in order. Philippine is really a good order, When you go into the supermarket, they will check the package, everybody is conscious of the queue, separate check for men and women, exit of the supermarket, in the peak time, people will row long team to pay, no a stopper, in a supermarket, if you want to take taxi, regardless of the hot sun and heavy rain, all of the people are in queue. On the road of the vehicle, the drivers always let pedestrians go first, if it is on the sidewalk, it is absolutely no quick vehicle.
After we arrived, there were also friends who come by twos and threes three. I have seen the painter, writer, poet, photographer, director, I have never seen perhaps the friends of the hostess. The freedom of the Philippine people is not only showed in the mind and work, but these artists dressed as very personality, some men left long hair, comb the personality of the hair; some girls hair is short almost bald; some wearing a robe and slippers, some wearing boots with cotton padded cap. Baguio is a very strange city, the four seasons feel like spring weather, in the same day you can put on the four seasons clothes and wearing. Some people wear flip flops, some people wear shoes, some people wear suspenders, some people wear coats. In fact, look at the artists dressed up in the house, you know what they do..
Friends and master shake hands and embrace, and she hugged and kissed and blessing, you can be free to eat. Everyone consciously ordered to take their own food, in the round table filled with meat, noodles, snacks, bread, butter, small spices, drinks, wine and other wine category. The table near the wall has the fruit. The main dish is the boiled chicken, which is for the birthday party specially prepared in the Philippines is on important festivals and important guests which is the highest courtesy. About friends, some are eating, some are chatting, the master who has longevity is preparing delicious food for the guests , the cakes in the pancake, which used for rolling the vegetables, minced meat and the other I do not call on the name of the food, it looks like steamed roll side dishes in my hometown. To see these dishes, suddenly I feel a warm feeling at my own home. I don't know how to eat, the owner personally give me a good volume to me. I have the characteristic snack to eat.. Everyone smiles and smiles. Obviously, I can't see the language barrier and smile.. The son of the master who is handsome, 18 year old, he also helped his mother to make food, sometimes he broke eggs to make cakes, sometimes he was dealing with tableware. The master took the camera in his neck, and caught the moment..
All the Filipinos look very young, as if the age is also a secret. At the party I met a Chinese lady, through communication I know she is 42 years old, looks like a student, who is happy and young forever. I really did not think that in the foreign party I can speak Chinese, the conversation is very hot, she also acted as my translator. She says she has a restaurant and invited us to visit her restaurant on the weekend.. The master had 60, but he was very young, after retirement to engage in some of his own creation, before, he was the university art teacher, worked in Japan for three years, teaching art and English. The owner likes Chinese culture very much who can brush calligraphy, but is written in Japanese calligraphy. I want to teach him Chinese, write Chinese characters, gave to him a Chinese name - "Superman", meaning a little body, powerful soul. Master offers me to art creation, he hopes in early September,he can do an exhibition, with a Chinese brush and ink to describe exotic amorous feelings.
Party continues, the exchange is also continuing, we can not see old friends for many years, holding a red wine cup, like the appearance of never being back if they are not drunk. Young, old, people of different colors and races, everyone kept quietly, in contrast to background music, some are chatting on the side of the closet, some in the balcony on the feelings of rainy night, some talked about the guitar singing softly, some sit alone - - - - - - I leave ahead, Ms. overseas Chinese has deliberately driven to send me to the school gate.
It's a beautiful night.. The quiet of Party is still in my mind, it is more tempting than delicious food..
Peace and safety are excellent.