花事。这是一本书的名字。在北京三联书店,我发现它纯属意外,就像我们也许每时每刻都会出其不意地相会的人或事,完全不在你漫无边际的想象之内。那天是我在北京游荡的学习生活即将结束的最后一个可以自由支配的白天,我先去了美术馆,没有确切的目的——与其说,只是想随便地看点什么,不如说,想用那种静静的方式,一个人,向北京和浩荡的四个月作一次无言的告别。从美术馆出来,我顺路先拐进了十字路口处的一个音像社,不想,在那里遇到了谭盾的《地图》,这是课上老师讲过的碟片,在王府井和西单我都没有找到,却在这里“巧遇”。接下来,就是我熟悉的三联和不熟悉的又一次“相遇”。花事——它太柔了,像遇到它时我的心情:缱绻、缠绕、脆弱而害怕声音——都逝去了,或者正在逝去,那些花一样绚烂而禁不起时间耗损的一切……本期主持:宋晓杰 Flowers. This is the name of a book. At Beijing Sanlian Bookstore, I discovered that it was purely accidental. Just as people or things that we may meet unexpectedly at any time, are completely out of your boundless imagination. That day was the last day of my free-control day when my study life in Beijing wandered. I went to the museum first and I didn’t have a precise purpose—not just to casually watch something, but to use it. One quiet way, one person, made a speechless bid farewell to Beijing for four months. From the gallery, I drove down to an audio and video club at the crossroads. I didn’t want to meet Tan Dun’s “Map” there. This was a disc that the teacher had talked about in class. I didn’t have any in Wangfujing or Xidan. Found, but here “crack”. Next, I am familiar with the triple and the unfamiliar once again “meeting.” Flowers - it is too soft, like when I encountered it my mood: envy, entanglement, fragility and fear of the sound - all gone, or are passing away, those flowers are splendid and can not afford to consume all the time ... ... Host: Song Xiaojie