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    On a recent visit to the Museum of Modem Art with a friend and her daughter,wandering through the museum's exhibits,I was struck by how often my friend's 13-year-old daughter asked us to take photos of her with her smart phone in front of the artwork.Then,she gazed at the photos which she would then post on Instagram,Snapchat and all the rest.She was not the only person who was doing this; it seemed everyone was busy taking photos of themselves "experiencing" the museum.

    This is by no means a criticism of my friend's daughter or anyone else.What was concerning,at least to me,was that in between being photographed and posting,my friend's daughter had no interest in the artwork,a fact which didn't seem to matter or have anything to do with wanting to post herself as someone enjoying the experience.

    When I was her age,I had no interest in going to museums either.Having no interest in art at her age (and any age) is completely normal.But what is disturbing is how much of a young person's energy these days goes into creating an image of the life they're living and the character they "are" in that life.While creating a self-image has always been a big part of growing up and figuring out our identity,social media seems to have changed the rules of the game.Social media has not just increased the pressure and possibility of creating a self-generated(自我创造的)  self-image,but also distorted(歪曲)the process through which we become who we are.Young people now seem to be creating an image of who they are in place of becoming who they are,posting their life rather than living it.

    Social media has turned life and its experiences into an exercise in narcissism(自恋,自我陶醉).No matter what the experience is actually about,it becomes about you,the person who is living it.A concert is not about the music,a restaurant not about the food and a sport event not about the sport;it's all about you,the doer,and what the event says about you.As a result the more we use life create an identity,the more distant from life we feel.Instead of being part of it,we feel as if we have to keep generating new life material.

    I hope the next time you post your story,pause for a moment and experience where you are,feel what it feels like to live what you're living without using life for your benefit,or for anything at all.Just live,without the narrative(叙述).While you may feel this practice is a threat to your identity,causing you to miss a chance to prove your value,in fact,the benefit will far outweigh any loss it brings.

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快手刘

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    ①人人在童年,都是时间的富翁。我有时待在家里闷得慌,就不免要到离家很近的那个街口,去看快手刘变戏法。

    ②快手刘是个摆摊卖糖的大胖汉子。随身背着的绿色小木箱,上面插着一排排廉价的棒糖。他变戏法是为吸引孩子们来买糖。戏法很简单,俗称“小碗扣球”。一块绢子似的黄布铺在地上,两只白瓷小茶碗,四个滴溜溜的大红玻璃球儿。他两手各拿一只茶碗,你明明看见每只碗下边扣着两个红球儿,你连眼皮都没眨一下,只见他一边叫天喊地,东指一下手,西吹一口气,嘿!四个球儿竟然全都跑到一只茶碗下边去了。

    ③有一次,我亲见他手指敏捷灵活地一动,把一个球儿塞在碗下边扣住,便想揭他老底,禁不住大叫:“在右边那个碗底下,我看见了!”“你看见了?”快手刘明亮的大眼珠子朝我惊奇地一闪:“不会吧!你可得说准了,猜错就得买我的糖。”“行!我说准了!”谁知快手刘突然把右边的茶碗翻过来:“瞧吧,在哪儿呢?”咦?怎么碗下边什么都没有呢?快手刘又把左边的茶碗掀开,同样也没有。球儿都飞了?只见他将两只空碗对口合在一起,举在头顶上,口呼一声:“来!”双手一摇茶碗,里面竟然哗哗响。打开碗一看,四个球儿居然又都出现在碗里面。怪,怪,怪!围看的人发出一阵惊讶不已的唏嘘声。“怎么样?你输了吧!不罚你钱,买块糖吃就行了。”我臊得脸皮发烫,在众人的笑声里买了块棒糖,站在围了几圈的人后边去。从此我只站在后边看了,再不敢挤到前边去多嘴多舌。他的戏法,在我眼里真是神奇无比,那时他是我最佩服的人。我童年和少年的许多时光,就是在他令人痴想不已的表演中慢慢消磨掉的。

    ④我上高中是在外地,人一走,留在家乡的童年和少年就像合上的书。快手刘带给我的美好故事,就像鲜活的花瓣夹在书页里,再翻开都变成了干枯的回忆。

    ⑤高二暑假回家,一天在离家不远的街口看见十多个孩子围着什么又喊又叫,走近一看,竟然是快手刘!他依旧卖糖葫芦和变戏法,但那只木箱,已经破损不堪,再也看不出先前那悦目的绿色。再看他,饱满的曲线没了,尖尖的骨形突露,眸子没了光彩。这双手尤其使我吃惊,手背上青筋缕缕,污黑的手指头上绕着一圈圈皱纹,好像吐尽了丝而皱缩下去的老蚕……他抓住两只碰得破破烂烂的茶碗口,缓慢迟钝地翻来翻去,四个小球一会儿没头没脑地撞在碗边上,一会儿从手里掉下来。

    ⑥孩子们叫起来:“球在那儿呢!”“在手里哪!”“指头中间夹着呢!”叫声让他慌张不已,手抖抖索索,连他自己都不知道球在哪儿了,无怪乎周围的看客只是寥寥无几的孩子。

    ⑦“在他手心里!绝对没错!”孩子们吵着闹着叫他张开手,他却攥得紧紧的,几乎用请求的口气说:“是在碗里呢!我手里什么也没有……”可这些稚气的小孩儿偏偏不依不饶,非叫他张开不可!他哪能张开?一张开,就会漏洞百出。我真不愿意看见他这幅窘相,走到孩子们中间,用手指那木箱说:“球在这箱子上呢!”

    ⑧孩子们被我这突如其来的话,弄得莫名其妙,都瞅那木箱。就在这时,我瞥见快手刘用一种尽可能快的速度把手里的小球儿塞在碗下边。“球在哪儿呢?”孩子们问我。

    ⑨快手刘笑呵呵地翻开地上的碗说:“瞧,就在这儿哪!怎么样?你们说错了吧?买块糖吧!”孩子们给骗住了,再不喊闹。一两个孩子掏钱买糖,其余的一哄而散。只剩下我和快手刘呆立在那儿,他灰蒙蒙的眸子里充满疑问,显然他不明白,我这个陌生的青年何以要帮他解困。

    ⑩在饱经风霜的岁月里,艺人的高超技艺,却没有人来传承,他晚年竟变得如此凄凉,为什么呢?我陷入了沉思之中。