親愛的朋友們： 　　

　　新年、新世紀、千禧年，或著用任何你想用的名詞來稱呼「它」就要來臨了。對我而言，這是一個我要從一慣所持以尋常態度觀看人生的視野，倒退十步仔細觀看人生的時刻。

　　像是一個畫家，也許剛剛在一幅巨大的畫布上又完成了另一個角落；這個我們稱為兩千年的角落，將與2000年一樣的成為過去。希望你們也能夠像我一樣，看著你們自己生活的畫布，微笑著…不管今年過得艱難或者舒適，我已因為這些經歷變得更堅強，而我今年所做的…當我日後站著回頭觀望，會是美麗的。

　　現在，我繞著這幅畫走來走去，我發現畫布上大部份還是空白的。如果我真要刻意的話，我可以很輕易的把這幅畫變成現代畫，或者是印象派的畫，甚至是沉悶的靜物寫實畫…但奇怪的是，這幅畫好像很自然的自己成型。沒錯，畫筆是握在我手中，而我所畫的一切都是出自我個人的意願，但是畫中已經出現了一種共同的主題，它是非常個人的東西，就像每一個人自己的筆跡一樣的獨特。

　　我的筆跡和世界上任何人的筆跡都不一樣，或者說不曾有人寫字的字形和我的字形一模一樣。甚至在我寫字的習慣反反複複前後不一致的時候，這些不一致中卻有些"一致"是重複出現的；而且這些一致性越來越清晰可見。很可能是我寫『i』的那一點有些奇怪，也可能在我寫十次『A』的時候有六次我寫成了大寫…或許我已經越來越清楚的知道自己在未來想過什麼樣的生活，以及我想在那塊生活的畫布上空白的地方畫上什麼樣的圖案 。

　　科學家說時光穿梭是可能的。我也知道這是可能的，因為我常常讓時光在我的心裡穿梭。其實我現在80歲，在我山上的房子裡，坐在搖籃椅上許願：「我要回到2000年的12月30日；24歲的時候。我想看到那些在我生命中曾感動過我的熟悉臉孔，他們就像我記憶中一樣的那麼年輕漂亮。」我靠在椅背上，閉起雙眼，"噗"一聲，通過時光的燧道我就來到這裡了。我向窗邊走過去，首先發現我從椅子上站起來是多麼的容易，我的背部和右膝再也沒有疼痛了。我看著窗外發出會心的微笑。這裡是香港，就跟今年新年前夕的時候一模一樣。當我看到飯店鏡子裡面的我，我驚嚇的自問：「鏡子裡的陌生人是誰？」看，我有這麼多的頭髮！看，我臉上的皺紋全都不見了！我往鏡子前面靠近一些，笑著說：「我回來了！」能重新體會這一切的感覺真棒。

　　我時常讓時光在我的心裡穿梭。讓80歲的我給我的腦子提供明智的忠告。當我在演出感到緊張的時候 ，他會穿梭時光來到" 現在"對我喊著 ：「把麥克風給我！」有的時候他會告訴我：「別傻了！她是一個很好的女孩、聰明漂亮。你卻老是在忙工作而忽略了她。趕快回她的電話吧！」

　　我希望能夠像重生一樣的過著每天的生活。我希望能夠趁現在好好珍惜每天的時間。我打算繼續創作和努力的去把畫布～我的生命；用最美麗的圖案填滿。這是我對2001年這新的一年所做許諾。

祝你們新年快樂

力宏

The new year, century, millenium, or whatever you want to call it is upon us. To me, it is a time to step ten steps back from the usual perspective I may have on my life and take a good look.

Like a painter having perhaps just completed one more corner of his vast canvas, the section we call 2000 is now put in context with the past. Hopefully, you all will look onto your canvases and, like me, be able to smile...whether the year was hard or easy, I am stronger for it, and what I accomplished this year...is beautiful when I stand back and take a look.

Now as I walk around this painting, I notice how much of the canvas is still blank. If I really wanted to, I could easily change this piece into a modernist, or impressionist, or even a boring still life...

But the funny thing is, it seems to be taking a shape of its own, ever so naturally. Yes, the brush is in my hand and whatever I paint is of my own free-will, but there is a common theme that has already arisen, something unavoidably individual, and as basic as one's penmanship.

I write differently than anyone else in the world writes or has ever written. Even in all of my inconsistencies, there is some constant which is slowly becoming clearer. Maybe I dot my "i"'s funny, or maybe six times out of ten, I'll write my "A"'s capital...maybe it's becoming clearer to me how I want to live my life and what I am going to paint in the remaining blank parts my canvas.

Scientists say that time travel is possible. I know it is, and I do it in my mind frequently. I'm actually 80 years old sitting on my rocking chair in my house in the mountains and I just made a wish. "I want to go back to the day 12/30/2000 when I was 24. I want to see the faces again of those people who touched my life, see them the way I remember them, young and beautiful". I lean back in my chair and close my eyes, then "poof", here I am. I walk over to the window and the first thing I notice is how easy it is to get up out of this chair. There is no more pain in my lower back or right knee. I look out the window and laugh. This is Hong Kong, exactly the way it was that day before New Year's Eve. Next, I walk to the mirror in the my hotel and am shocked. Who is this stranger? Look at all my hair! Look, there are no wrinkles on my face! I lean in close and smile, "I'M BACK!" and it feels great to be living it all over again.

I really do do this quite often. My 80 year old self keeps my head filled with good advice. When I'm nervous for a performance, he time travels back and screams, "Gimme the microphone!" or he'll come to me and say, "Don't be such a fool! She's a nice girl, beautiful and smart. And there you are, too preoccupied with you job to do anything about it! Call her back!"

I hope to live my life like it's the second time around. I hope to appreciate the time that I have while I'm still here. I intend to keep creating and working hard to fill this canvas, which is my life, with as much beauty as I can. These are my new year's resolutions for 2001.

Happy New Year to all of you,

with much love, Leehom