In Memory of Kuo-Nan Liou
廖國男
"With heavy hearts, the Department of Atmospheric and Oceanic Sciences announces the passing of Distinguished Professor Kuo-Nan Liou on Saturday, March 20, 2021 at his home after a brief illness. ...."
Prof. Suzanne E. Paulson
Chair, Department of Atmospheric and Oceanic Sciences
University of California at Los Angeles
Thursday, September 7, 2017
Light Scattering by Ice Crystals
Light Scattering by Ice Crystals
不久前，欣聞我建中1961高三四班同學，廖國男兄，又一次榮獲大氣科學界最高榮譽羅斯貝獎章（Carl-Gustaf Rossby Research Medal），
葉子有感而發：
上窮天文雲和氣
卡爾古絲羅斯貝
最近，他的祕書，從他在UCLA（洛杉磯加州大學）的辦公室，寄來一本他的學術近作（Light Scattering by Ice Crystals）。Cambridge University Press 出版，全書四百六十頁。
葉子與國男隔行如隔山，不過，我發現他這本學術專業大作，偶爾不乏詩情畫意。
在這本書的卷頭語（Epigraph) 裏，國男引用創世紀（Genesis 1:3) 詩篇裏的 " ' Let there be light,' and there was light.", 更加延伸：
Epigraph
To all the happy ice crystals in planetary atmosphere
Let there be light.
Let there be beautiful ice crystals in the air and mountain ranges.
And there come the reindeers and Santa Claus carrying Maxwell’s equations, and
light rays are shining in the wonderlands.
Let the glory of Geometric Optics for ice crystals, Newton’s optics, and sun’s
light rays rise again from the horizon.
Let ice crystals’ old friends – black carbon and dust – be not forgot for Auld
Lang Syne.
And ice crystals are carried by the ceaseless wind; and
After traveling thousands of miles up and down, the sky very blue.
Let there be space missions to tender ubiquitous light rays in the sky.
And all things considered, let light scattering by ice crystals in remote sensing
and climate change be a delight.
還有，在書的第一章，Introduction to clouds 裏，他借詩人 Percy Shelley 的一首詩，" The Cloud "，作為此篇的卷頭詩：
The Cloud (By Percy Bysshe Shelley 1792–1822)
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother’s breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
...
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
葉子 (Yeh Tze)
不久前，欣聞我建中1961高三四班同學，廖國男兄，又一次榮獲大氣科學界最高榮譽羅斯貝獎章（Carl-Gustaf Rossby Research Medal），
葉子有感而發：
上窮天文雲和氣
卡爾古絲羅斯貝
最近，他的祕書，從他在UCLA（洛杉磯加州大學）的辦公室，寄來一本他的學術近作（Light Scattering by Ice Crystals）。Cambridge University Press 出版，全書四百六十頁。
葉子與國男隔行如隔山，不過，我發現他這本學術專業大作，偶爾不乏詩情畫意。
在這本書的卷頭語（Epigraph) 裏，國男引用創世紀（Genesis 1:3) 詩篇裏的 " ' Let there be light,' and there was light.", 更加延伸：
Epigraph
To all the happy ice crystals in planetary atmosphere
Let there be light.
Let there be beautiful ice crystals in the air and mountain ranges.
And there come the reindeers and Santa Claus carrying Maxwell’s equations, and
light rays are shining in the wonderlands.
Let the glory of Geometric Optics for ice crystals, Newton’s optics, and sun’s
light rays rise again from the horizon.
Let ice crystals’ old friends – black carbon and dust – be not forgot for Auld
Lang Syne.
And ice crystals are carried by the ceaseless wind; and
After traveling thousands of miles up and down, the sky very blue.
Let there be space missions to tender ubiquitous light rays in the sky.
And all things considered, let light scattering by ice crystals in remote sensing
and climate change be a delight.
還有，在書的第一章，Introduction to clouds 裏，他借詩人 Percy Shelley 的一首詩，" The Cloud "，作為此篇的卷頭詩：
The Cloud (By Percy Bysshe Shelley 1792–1822)
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother’s breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
...
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
葉子 (Yeh Tze)
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