还是决定写一下，让我这段时间割舍不下的音乐来自一部电影，好的电影。

《血钻》最开始并没有吸引我，因为我并不喜欢莱奥纳多这个演员。虽然曾经因为《泰坦尼克》哭到找不到能擦脸的东西为止，但很大程度是因为本身事件的惨烈，还有那个自己开枪殉职的船员；《catch me if you can》看了，但印象不深，只记得他用玩具飞机上的标志和小刀伪造航空公司的机票和银行的支票。至于演技和主题，没什么可以留下深刻印象的。《第十放映室》还出了他的专题节目，《罗密欧与朱丽叶》我没看过，但好像这是他的成名作，大家喜欢他除了他“俊朗的外形，不羁的风格”，好像没什么了吧。

钻石，非洲对待矿工的方式不人道，等等，听起来似乎不免有些老套。非洲的演员，很难记住，因为我对黑人的脸孔很不敏感，篮球名星，足球名星，政界领导人就更是了，我要是能记住一个人可能需要很多次的重复印刻。本觉得这个电影就这么抽象地提醒一下自己，“西方人又在宣传自己所做的一件事的罪恶，上一次也许是《难以忽视的真相》中的SUV过分受青睐导致温室效应的进一步恶化，这次则是疯狂迷恋大块钻石背后的血的代价。”不过如此吧……

身处医院，原来学校资源丰富的ftp我望尘莫及，在班级的ftp上无意中找到了《血钻》，为了打发晚上不想学习的时间，还是下了。

有时候，发现好的东西真的是需要缘分。一个周末无聊的我认真地看了这部电影，几天之后又看了一遍，感觉比《卢旺达饭店》又更震撼了。可能因为时间不长，余兴未消。但黑人配角的表演让我惊讶不已，不知道是不是几乎所有黑人在演戏方面都有那么点天赋，还是像《一个都不能少》里的魏敏芝那样保留了本分的朴素和不加修饰的风格，很遗憾他没有拿到最佳男配。但是，第二遍我发现了除演员以外让我喜出望外的地方，背景音乐。除了《与狼共舞》，还没有哪部电影能够让我在看电影的时候就注意到了背景音乐的力量。那种有节奏、荡气回肠的旋律在脑海萦绕不去，夹杂着一幕幕被轰炸的矿地满天碎片，一行三人从林穿梭疾行，橱窗闪闪夺目的大块钻石项链等等景象，好像头脑很久没有这么丰富的被填充过了。非洲音乐本身就很独特，哼唱和手鼓，孩子的童声合唱，男歌手略带沧桑感的长音，能找到自己倾心享受的元素，不就是音乐能给带给人的幸福么？

至于以后会不会成为钻石的消耗者，我不知道，我也不能像Susan那样素食和抵抗钻石如此激进，但在不能保证conflict-free的时候，不买又能怎么样呢？爱情是不是长久不一定需要一个物质的东西作为警戒吧，两个人彼此的感情才是一切。

The first OB/GYN observing was not disappointing at all, though it contained only one task---watching videos about delivering a baby. I had always been curious about that scene.

I have known being a woman means to take the pain all life long, even after the menstruation stops because the hormone diminishing affects the body far greater than that does a man. Yet, watching a baby born was still a shock to me. I hope I can go to the delivery room to watch the real one, right in front of my eyes. It's such a great moment of a life.

Before watching the video called Miracle of Life, we watched the one made by West China Center of Medicine. It's a Chinese way of delivering a baby which, obviously has been used for a long time and was still in use. The obstetrician held the little head and carefully lifted it up helping it moving out, and then pushed it gentally down to reveal his upper shoulder and then the lower one. With a slight pull, it all came out, limbs striking in the air. Sometimes, when there is a fetal distress, namely, difficult labor, the doctor may do a mediolateral episiotomy, protecting the perineum. My mom did that when I was being born.

However, I finally know how less pain the woman in labor can be in other countries, like in Japan, Korea, USA, Mongolia and Russia.

A Japanese mother kept changing position till she held the baby off her vagina by her own hands. She was kneeling on the floor. In their philosophy, you can just find your own way and use the force naturally, feeling it changing position in you and it could be just easy. Nothing like a disease to be staying in hospital, it should be a ceremony of the family.

A Mongolian mother sat on a specail chair to deliver her baby. The midwife said it's the best way to distribute force and make it easier.

In some countries, the babies were born in water. It may sound unbelivable but it's a favored way of doing it. Many obstetricians from those countries said, lying flat on the operating table wasted the force of gravity completely and made the mother remain in one position which exhausted her easily.

One mother in America, bore her baby in a small water pool as many women did there. When I saw the little thing prostrate on her mom's chest with the cord still attached, I took a deep breath. She did it without much of the obstetrician's touch.

Water eases the labor pain. A Korean singer pineered this unique way of delivery in her country and she did it successfully. They were doing it in a more natural and relaxed way. Also, water resembles the amniotic fluid in the womb. With some soft light and warm breath of mom, the cute creature was born to the new world, breathing with his/her lungs, seeing with the big eyes, feeling with fingers and palms.

I don't know how painful it is to give a life, but I definitely wonder how husbands are feeling when they are holding their wives' hand and watching them panting, sweating, and screaming sometimes, watching the babies crossing pelvic bones struggling all the way through the narrow pathway and reaching out to the air also to its mom, in another world.

In the movie, I did see husbands crying like a baby, to some degree, the wife holding the baby in her arms smiling with her husband holding her crying, contain the sense of humor. You must believe women under some circumstances are indeed stronger.

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Imagine a potential killer watching this, can he still want to take the revenge, destroy a life coming so arduous to the world?

Imagine a rapist watching this, can he still pinning arms and biting into the skin, leaving all the suffer to a hurted woman ?

Imagine the genocides that took place in human history, can those executors really pull the trigger or wave the knife after watching all this?

It's more than educational; I wish every man and young woman can see the birth of a baby. I garantee it will live in the memory and miss your own mother more.

Dedicated to all the mothers.

 

P.S. 题外话，在此真诚希望能看到这篇日志的女性，选择自然分娩，利于在生产过程中挤压胎儿肺内的羊水，减少或避免肺炎的发生率，同时也让自己的身体免受刀伤。经过磨难的它会更加强壮。自己的痛苦日后会是精神的享受。^^

谨以此篇献给所有母亲。

 

 

 

4月6日

没想到首钢医院还有点可以欣赏的东西，那天和Sunny吃了晚饭就在小公园里走了走，发现玉兰花开得还真是热烈。不知怎的，开始喜欢起这种植物了，没有绿叶分散光彩，那种压满枝条的粉白色大瓣花朵高高的好像要伸手够够天空。每朵花之间都相距很远，仿佛会影响自己舒展身体，享受夕阳的沐浴。时值初春，时不时刮起的风也吹得它们上下舞动起来，连一个快门的工夫都不给我。我敢说，小马路两旁的两株玉兰和地面上散落的花瓣是最吸引行人目光的东西。但，我精心从落下的花瓣中找到几片完整新鲜的，才发现玉兰的花瓣太脆弱了，一旦离开了枝条，就很快因为轻微摩擦和积压而“生了锈”。想了很久不知道该怎么保存他们，最后还是放弃了。可能玉兰花与其他花的又一区别就是不适合分离来看吧。

玉渊潭的樱花节又开始了，坐车经过时那门口的人群不能在熟悉了。可惜浓浓弥漫的花粉让我今年只剩下门口匆匆观望的机会了。逍遥赏美景的Jessie用手机发来的照片倒也让我在听神经课的时候有几分临境弄花的感觉。窗外看看，亭亭玉立的玉兰倒也别有一番味道，那种醇净的香和淡雅的美并不让我在这个烂漫的季节遗憾了。