Waterfall online archives: Travel Alone: 拉巴斯行書腳本 by 江凌青 「這題我也不會。」我又說了一遍——即使地理課本上的台灣氣候圖、雨量圖我都已背得熟透。 然而，這題我真的不會。 我開始陪著老畫家等待雨天。天堂流行起日光浴嗎？烈日如熨斗悠悠行過街角，燙平所有如小毛球突起的微風。人們的眼神乾裂成一片礫漠，整座島像受詛咒的蠟像館；各地開始限水，儲滿水的浴缸酒甕鍋碗瓢盆放眼望去，恍若太湖流域星羅棋布的大小湖泊。
Der Himmel über Berlin by Weiwei We landed at the same time two weeks ago. He still had two months to go but I needed to head back to my misty city in few days. I asked him what brought him here. He shook his head and said he didn’t really know. ‘But I love it here, so much.’. So we started to count everything we love about Berlin: You could smoke everywhere; You could hold your beer on the tram anytime in the day.....
The Old Photography by Shia Shia 有人告訴我，一個人的房間就代表他心裡的樣子，所以心裡亂的時候，更要把房間收拾好，還別忘了多留一點空間，好隨時能接納更多東西。（舊照 / 夏夏）
London Diary 昨晚回家的時候突然下了一場大雪，雪花片片堆積在公車的擋風玻璃上，車裡的熱氣讓窗戶結成一片霧，只能隱約瞧見窗外的景物都覆了層粉白。如果你把傘打開，可以從打落在傘翼上的聲音分辨究竟是雨滴抑或細雪。雪的聲音很輕，只是稍微擦過表面，以溫柔沙沙作響。
Detached Love by Shauba Chang Memories are always far more assuring, Susan Sontag explained, because they are no longer able to intimidate us.
Home, Fragrant Summer Home 在廚房中，對於在台灣長大的我對於西方的烹飪方式幾乎沒有任何的概念，那些西方的烹飪方式幾乎都是像他學習而來的，我也熱於將我們的烹飪日記放在我的flickr上，有一個朋友就曾經開玩笑的說， 你是到紐約與安東尼波登學做菜嗎？
Once Again, When We Are Alive Our peace was in the cemetery, we walked through all the stones with their real and fake flowers; we fixed the fallen vases, and sat under the tree in the middle of the graveyard. Reading short stories, in your book half chewed by a mice.
