[转帖]河国荣梦见哥哥

蓝色星光

在哥哥走了兩年後五月的一天，河國榮在自己的網頁提及夢見哥哥的情況，正所謂「日有所思，夜有所夢」。
為一些海外fans 或後榮迷,以下摘錄一些訪問河國榮時提及哥哥的部份：
1) 河國榮原名 Cregory Charles Rivers , 澳洲人 。14年前膽粗粗黎香港發展。 當日佢為達成做歌星既心願，連個名都用埋偶像哥哥個名， 叫做國榮，不過最後，Charles （河之洋名）連一隻碟都冇出過，但就留左係度做左 14 年藝員…
2) 河國榮很記得，讀大學讀到第三年的三分一，有一晚，宿舍的香港同學，播了譚詠麟的 《愛情陷阱》、張國榮的《Monica》，他突然像聽到神的聲音，瞬間找到人生路向…　「香港的歌比較溫柔，我鍾意。我最受不了Heavy Metal和
Rock "N Roll。」
3) 自從接觸了香港文化，越來越無心向學，日日跟唐人街的老死吹水打發時間。 轉捩點是張國榮與譚詠麟分別到唐人街開演唱會，經搞手介紹，河國榮做了他們的司機。「睇完他們的演唱會，見到台下的觀眾全部好投入，好興奮。我好羨慕，決定要試一試過香港發展。」(文： Adore)
http://www.hokwokwing.hk/memoirs/index.html
Sun, May 29, 2005
I had a dream
I had a dream this morning. I can"t remember all of the details. Dreams are strange in nature, adding bits and pieces of our lives into a montage that we call a dream.
I was in a man"s home. It wasn"t an expensive home. It was relatively old with lots of wooden furniture, the type that you can move around, not the built-in wardrobe type. It was open with windows all around; windows with wooden frames. I seem to remember ceiling fans.
At one side of the flat, I was able to through the window see strange things that looked like trees except that they were huge hanging mobiles planted in the ground; very artistic and very typical of the man"s nature. A few seconds later, the mobiles disappeared and there were instead tables spread out in a "U" shape, tables big enough to seat 12 people each. It was a restaurant, a Chinese restaurant, with fanned paper napkins, pink actually. There was a 鬼佬 sitting at one of the tables and a waiter serving him. I suddenly remembered the restaurant that I"d seen downstairs. It was the same restaurant although if the dream was reality, it wouldn"t be possible; for the restaurant to be both downstairs and at the back of this man"s home somewhere up in a high-rise building.
I turned around and we were sitting down at a table having dinner. The man"s wife, 曾華倩, perky and sprite as ever, was there sitting to the left of me. The man"s personal assistant and one other person were there too. One talked about computer problems (職業病？) and then the man asked his assistant about a problem he was having with his music composition program. Although the man had retired from professional singing, he was obviously still deeply involved, writing his own music, possibly for others to sing.
I was petrified. This man was one of the greatest. We had known each other although only for a minute far far in the past but he was still a great man. He wasn"t my idol but he was still wonderous. I had nothing to say but they didn"t seem to notice. While talking about the music composition program, I had the urge to offer my computer help but repressed the urge because more than appreciation for my computer skills, I wanted the man to appreciate me as a friend, if not now then later.
Suddenly, as is common in dreams, I was in the kitchen in front of the dish washing basin. I was washing a cup, at least I thought it was a cup. It turned out to contain dish washing powder used in commercial dish washing machines like the ones I attended while studying at the University of New South Wales in Sydney. I looked over to the right and there was a huge commercial dish washing machine, probably the same size as the one I used at the Baxter College dormitory at the university. Of course, this was the man"s home. There shouldn"t have been a commercial dish washing machine here but this was a dream. Anything goes.
曾華倩 came in and told me that I didn"t have to help with the dishes. Somebody grabbed a couple of bottles of beverage from the fridge and then we were in the adjoining room, like a dining area but not the one where we had dinner. The man was there and I was beginning to calm down and become comfortable around him. He looked great, the way I remember him from our time together in Sydney many years ago. We picked up our brown bottles of beer from the table although my bottle mysteriously became a clear bottle of 7-up or something similar.
We talked a little.
And I woke up.
After playing with our dogs in the garden, I went back to our own kitchen and began making a cup of coffee with our Breville coffee maker. Suddenly, one of the man"s songs was in my head and it"s still there as I write this prose:
風繼續吹　不忍遠離
心裡極渴望　希望留下伴著你
風繼續吹　不忍遠離
心裡亦有淚　不願流淚望著你
過去多少快樂記憶　何妨與你一起去追
要將憂鬱苦痛洗去　柔情蜜意我願記取
要強忍離情淚　未許它向下垂
愁如鎖　眉頭聚　別離淚始終要下垂
Some men are truly great.

lktgwd

这个澳洲人好让人感动啊,起名河国荣,呵呵.
I HAD A DREAM,这个名字也不错!

colakate

经常看TVB的朋友肯定都熟他啦。
呵呵，我好多年前就觉得他的名字有意思，前些年知道是因为哥哥，更有亲切感啦。

拒绝在丸

我也很喜欢看这个外国人``````当时就很佩服他是外国人广东话还讲那么好````
    没想到他也喜欢哥哥````嘿嘿```

痛爱

   常在无线扮演警师的他，以前看到他的名字就很敏感，国荣！这个外国人为何什么名字也不改，偏改这个名字，原来他也是哥哥的粉丝。

莎莎爱荣难忘

     他叫这个名字也可以说用来纪念我们的哥哥啊