彭丽媛在阜阳拍过一个公益广告,她的另一个身份,是中国预防艾滋病义务宣传员。片中彭丽媛的搭档是个小男孩,当她第一眼看到那个男孩时,不由得震撼了。才三岁的孩子,眼神里丝毫不见天真烂漫,却写满了与年龄极不相符的孤独和冷漠。他是个艾滋病孤儿,刚来到这个世界上,就从母体感染了艾滋病病毒。
拍摄过程中,遇到了意想不到的麻烦。无论彭丽媛如何跟男孩讲话、逗他笑,他就是不理不睬,根本不愿看她一眼,拍摄工作被迫中断。男孩已经习惯了一个人的世界,习惯了周围的冷漠,平时几乎不与任何人说话。导演对彭丽媛说:“你要跟他玩,最好是抓住他的手。”当时男孩的手上起了水泡,正流着水,彭丽媛拉住男孩的两只小手,一把将他抱了起来,这种接触并不会感染。
男孩觉得不可思议,紧紧盯着这个陌生的阿姨,稚嫩的小脸上顿时灿烂了……
半年后在某电视节目演播厅,彭丽媛又见到了那个小男孩。她大感意外,男孩仿佛变了一个人,变得爱说爱笑,调皮捣蛋,还扑上来亲热地喊她“彭妈妈”。或许,那一个温暖的拥抱,已经永远铭刻在他幼小的心灵中,消除了他的孤独忧伤。
我有个朋友在电视台做记者,台里准备在世界艾滋病日策划一个节目,他自告奋勇扮演艾滋病患者。去年12月1日上午,朋友来到胜利路步行街,选了一个最显眼的位置站住,这里是南昌市最繁华的商业街,人气旺盛。他在胸前挂了一块牌子,上面写着几个大字:“我是艾滋病患者,你可以拥抱我吗?”摄像机远远地隐蔽在一个角落里。他当街一站,立刻吸引了不少行人围观,当那些好奇的目光触及“艾滋病”三个字时,哗的一下四散而逃,有人甚至捂着嘴巴一路小跑。朋友早有心理准备,依然表情自然,不卑不亢。
不断有人从他身边走过,好奇地看看他胸前的牌子,立即掉头就走。两个小时过去,竟没有一个人敢上去拥抱他,渐渐地,他挺不住了,开始主动劝说行人,“抱抱我吧,与艾滋病人正常交往是没有危险的”,人们却逃得更快了。阳光灿烂,街上人潮汹涌,他孤零零地站在大街上,仿佛被这个世界彻底遗弃了。那一双双冷漠的眼神,令他不寒而栗,他甚至忘了,自己其实是个“演员”。
终于,一个穿风衣的中年男人走到他跟前,看了看牌子,没有说话,张开双臂深深地拥抱了他,然后又拍拍他的肩。“谢谢!”朋友满怀感激地道谢,莫名其妙地,汹涌的泪水忽然决堤而出,仅仅是一个无声的拥抱,竟让这个七尺男儿当街大哭。过了一会儿,一对年轻的情侣走过来,分别上来拥抱了他,然后手拉着手走了。拥抱,一个,又一个……
那天,朋友最终是带着笑容离开的。
事后谈起这次经历,朋友仍有些不好意思:“说来惭愧,起初我只是觉得有趣才去的,根本没想到自己会哭。打我记事起从没流过一滴眼泪,但是那天,当我获得第一个陌生人的拥抱时,泪水实在无法控制。那种感觉,你没有亲身体验过,是无法想象的。”
灾难固然难以承受,但比灾难本身更可怕的,是旁观者的冷漠和无知。关爱,有时只需要一个轻轻的拥抱。
译文:
Could You Give Me a Hug?
Peng Liyuan, also as a volunteer propagandist of Chinese AIDS prevention, has ever participated in a public service advertisement in Fuyang. In the advertisement, Peng’s partner was a boy, who shocked Peng when noticed at the first sight, for his eyes were filled with loneliness and apartness instead of artlessness. This boy is an orpahn, infected with AIDS on his arrival at the world.
During the shooting, unexpected trouble occurs. However did Peng talk with the boy, trying to amuse him, the boy just disregarded, without any glance at Peng, so the shooting could not go on. This boy had been accustomed to living in his own world, where he cared nobody but himself. On this occasion, the director told Peng,”if you want to communicate with him, you’d better hold his hands.” Then Peng held the boy’s blistering hands and gave him a hug, which was not infectious.
This boy stared at Peng for what she did was inconceivable for the boy, and smile appeared on the boy’s face.
Six months later, Peng met the boy in a telecast hall. Peng was surprised at great changed in the boy, who was much sociable and called her mother. Maybe that hug had been buried in his mind and eliminated high lonliness.
I have a friend who is a reporter in the TV station, they prepare to plan a program in world aids’ day, and he volunteered himself to act an AIDS patient. Last December 1 in the morning, the friend arrived at the victory walk street, he chose a most conspicuous position to halt, here was the liveliest business street in Nanchang city, the human spirit is exuberant. He hung a sign in front of the chest; one the above had been written several large Chinese characters: "I am the AIDS patient, may you hug me?" The cameras hide by far in a quoin. His standing in the street attracted many pedestrians to surround immediately; when this curious vision touched three words "the AIDS", they ran away in all directions, some people even cover mouth and ran. The friend had the psychological preparation early, so still expression nature, neither arrogant nor servile.
Unceasingly some people passed through from his side, curiously had a look at the sign in front of his chest, but turned around immediately. Two hours pasted, unexpectedly no person had the courage to hug him, gradually, cannot keep. He started to persuade the pedestrian on his own initiative, "hug me, there is no danger to have normal contact with the AIDS persons”, but the people actually ran away quickly. Sunlight bright, the human tide is turbulent on the street, he stood on the avenue lonely, it seems that he was completely abandoned by this world. That indifferent pairs of eyes made him be afraid, he had even forgotten, he actually was "the actor".
Finally, a middle-aged man who putted on the windproof coat walked to his front looked at the sign, with no words he stretched out the arms and deeply hugged him, and then patted his shoulder. "Thanks!” The friend filled with grateful gratitude, inexplicably, the turbulent tears suddenly burst out, merely a silent hug, unexpectedly let this seven feet high man cry toward the street. After awhile, a pair of young lover passed by, separately they came up to hug him, and then went away hand by hand. Hug...one by one.
That day, the friend finally brought the smiling face to leave.
Afterwards when mentioned this experience embarrassedly, the friend was still ashamed: "Mentions ashamed, at first I only felt interesting so I choose to go.but simply hadn’t think that I can cry. I had never dropped a piece of tear since I grow up but that day, when I obtained the first stranger's hug, the tears really were unable to control. That kind of feeling, if you do not have to experience by oneself, is unable to imagine."
The disaster with no doubt is difficult to bear, but more fearful compared with disaster is observer's indifference and the ignorance. Shows loving and concern, sometimes only needs a gently hug.