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By admin, October 11, 2009 12:02 am

Today suddenly listening the familiar music—Don’t want to grow up. Really, I now felt, when step into the society, time flies so quickly, and also meet different things, but at school, we just live naively and light-hearted life, everyday is really substantial and wonderful, when we want to study we study, and if we have free time, we can go out for fun, do whatever we like, so beautiful.

Now at present, life in my eyes become so common and the passion for everything seemed fade-out along time. I find I am so easy content about everything, just want to live simply and steady. Do not know why.

May be I am lack of everything, so wil have such kind of thoughts. As child, just want to become a teenager play all kinds of games and play with friends everyday, then, as a teenager want to become an adult, live their own life and have work to do, pursue what they want, Finally I got this age, and really felt grow up is not better than child, if time can stop, I would like to stop the age of child forever

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He cried, just for a girl.

“If a boy cried in front of you, that show he is nearly choke, just hold on his hand, he can accompany you take in life; if you give up him, it is hard for him to regain himself before.

I decided to leave him, he just said, as long as I am happy. I knew he cried.

I know everything is changing, Now we all changed, Once I don’t know how to cherish, now all irreversible.

Boys don’t cry easily, only to face favorite people, will become fragile.

Boys don’t cry easily, only love you too much, will lay down their self-esteem.

Girls, if a boy cry for you, hold on his hand, he can accompany you through life.

Girls, if a boy cry for you, do not abandon him, May be a choice would ruin a person……

If loved, try to be cherish and use your heart to love each other, do not left regret for love. It is not easy: get to know each other—become great friend—beloved. It need great courage.

In this world, loving each other deeply ars few, as long as we believe the real love existed, be more mutual understanding, be more mutual endurance, love will exist as long as we live.

There is a sentence describe love: love can withstand wind and rain, it can not dull. Wish everyone can creat their own perfect but not ordinary love.

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By admin, October 10, 2009 9:24 am

There was a young man who was in particular belief in God, he believed that God would surely go to help him in his most difficult times .

Once, the village he lived suffered a flood, all the people are submerged in the water, this young man is also floating in the water.

Called a wave of young people roll a quilt the water, waiting for him to re-floating on the sea when he discovered not far in front of drift to a wood, as long as he reached for one, he can seize the Okanagan wood. Young people think that I so believe in God, God will certainly come and save me. So the wood on the float passed before his eyes.

When young people come again from the water floating on the sea when a boat for help, he found on board who told him to hand stretched over, they pull him up. Young people say No, wait for the next God will rescue me. So boat from him gone.

The third young man from the water, floating on the sea with it, a helicopter hovered above the above down a rope, as long as young people to seize the rope, he will be dragged on the plane. Young man again refused, because God will soon rescue him.

Also called a wave of young people sinking into the water again, this time he was never able to come floating on the sea, and finally, he saw God, and God is leisurely drinking tea. Young man angrily said to God: loss of my trust in you so, in my distress, you have refused to come and save me shot.

God smiled on the young man said: This can not blame me, in your distress, I sent a wood, a ship, an aircraft rescue you, but you are not willing to stretch even the hand-look, which can blame me do ?

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I don’t know why I always like to listen to the tender and clear songs with little sorrow. Maybe I’m a greatly emotional person. Frankly speaking, sometimes I’m even moved and shed tears for some songs which, I think, are just made for me. They help me think.

Here I’d like to recommend a singer to all of you. Perhaps some of you have heard of him or have listened to his music. The singer was born on September ninth in Burnaby, British Columbia, Canada, called Michael Buble. His songs belong to the style of jazz music and have more new musical factors compare to the past older jazz.

When I first listened to his music, I felt so good. His voice is so clear and tender, full of emotions. While the words and the music always fit together perfectly. Listening to his songs could make you think of your past love, joys or bitters. Close your eyes, you can see one picture after one picture flowing into your mind with the help of those tunes. Whatever to bad or to good, you feel comfortable but you will no longer hate or praise yourself. The ship’s gone, and you will never travel back to the past, which may gives you more valuable suggestions about how to enjoy the rest of your life, how to search for happiness, excitement, adventure or pleasures.

Most of Michael Buble’s songs were written in a minor key. This gives them a feeling of sadness or expectations. Of course, some of them are shot through passions and love, which may give people a few hours of pleasure. If you read this article, be sure to check out some of his songs, which can make your feel comfortable or touch something deep inside of your emotions. You cannot miss it,music from Michael Buble. It’s hard for you to find such good rare jazz music from the world that’s full of country, hip-hop and rock and roll.

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Once, I visited a friend who had made quite a great achievements , we chatted and talked about fate. I asked him, “Do we really have the fate in the world or not?” He said,” Of course, ” I ask again,” what is  fate  actually? Since the fate exits, then is there any use of struggling?
He did not directly answer my question, but smiled grabbed my hand, saying that may wish to look at my palmistry, fortune-telling to help me count. I talked to a lifeline, love line, business lines, and so forth, then, after a sudden, he said to me: hand stretching is good, as I look to do an action. His action is: raised left hand, slowly but ever more tightly in hand with a fist. At the end, he asked: grip yet? I am a little confused, replied: grip啦. He asked: Where are the fate of lines? I mechanically replied: In my hands呀. He continued to ask him: Does the fate of where? I like wake-up call, finally realized: destiny in their own hands!
He calmly continued: no matter how others tell you that, regardless of a “fortune teller who” How to you count, remember, destiny into their own hands, rather than in someone else’s mouth! This is your destiny. Of course, you look at your own fist, you will also find that you are part of the lifeline remained on the outside, not hold, it will give us what is enlightenment? In their own hands the destiny of the majority, but there are a part of the hands of “God” in the hands.

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By admin, October 9, 2009 1:03 am

Sounds so strange that everyone of us living in the world is so busy doing this or that. Seems that we all have a holy career to engage in that we forget how to enjoy life. We are only passengers in the world. Very soon we will fall into oblivion after death. What should be the first thing for us to do in our life?
From an article I know Icelandish people are the happiest people in the world. It is the least polluted country in the world. The country has a decree that it won’t be permitted for any place to develop economy at the cost of any kind of pollution. Every citizen in the country is enjoying the life and trying to seek pleasure in work. I think it is an idealistic society. The government leader, especially the head of the country must be farsighted and the superb leader in the world.
We are all vain and base animals in the world who aspire to be the master of the world and it is only a task impossible for us to accomplish. It is not wrong to seek welfare for most of the human beings, however it should not be conducted at the cost of the quality of human life. Global warming,  desertification, deforestation, environmental pollution, all combine to make the world a bad place to live in. What is the worst, seeking welfare for most of the human beings has become a meaningless slogan rather an actual feat to be accomplished earnestly. It has really become the vote collector rather than a well-considered good-intentioned plan.
Perhaps I will be accused of being too cynical. But I am only an ordinary human being, who has no power to redress any wrongdoings in the world, and the wrongdoings are just so many. It is only a wish of mine to see a clean and clear sky, fresh and fragrant air, happy people with enjoyable life.

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What does credit mean to us? Everyone has their different answers. But a mother, who is blind, has given it a new explanation.
Zhou lianhui, has lead a poor life for eight years after her husband’s death. In order to pay for what her husband loaned from the local bank, which was only 1000 Yuan, she begged not only for life, but also to pay off the debt. It is only after 8 years that she managed to accomplish the achievement.
For a woman who is blind, what hardship it is to lead a life! But in Zhou Lianhui’s eyes’, she was directly responsible for the load that her husband had left. What a touching scene it must be when the worker in the bank accepted the collection of coins and paper money of little value from the poor blind woman’s hand.
Just as the interviewee said, Zhou Lianhui was even an illiterate. So she must not have been highly conscious of any kind of moral values. She only thought that she was doing what was right and proper for her to do.
Watching her in rags and mud, and being assailed by calculi, I am too much moved by the story. She is honored and pretty rewarded by the society now. The bank and benevolent people donated some money to her, to build a house. A hospital has cured her of her illness for free. Her devastating body is also rehabilitating, which is the most consoling news to anyone who is watching TV.
The story reminds me of my mother, who has been underground for two years. My father died when I was at the age of nine, leaving a younger sister who was 6 and an elder sister who was only 13. My mother had suffered a lot. At that time, life was so hard. Even survivance was difficult. Needless to say, we didn’t have enough to eat ourselves. However whenever a beggar went into our home, my mother would swiftly give a share of our food, which was so scanty and precious to us. I couldn’t understand why she did this. And I even blamed her for that, since sometimes we had to beg for food too and more often than not what we received was only scoff and rebuff. But she only offered our precious food to the beggars and we are simply not better off than them, with the most cordial manners. My mother’s answer was only this: “All the destitute are in the same boat.”

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All human relations have been built upon money and power. I have no right to complain. I am only a teacher. No matter how genuinely and sincerely you show your friendship, they won’t think you are someone their equal. I have been too innocent to think that friendship means mutual help and understanding. They have been accustomed to be bought into doing things. Every help provided by them is at the cost of money or something in return. I have been too mindless of worldly affairs that it just serves me right to have such a frustration.
Although to sever the relations with the outside world is not reasonable, I just can’t see any reason for me to keep in touch with such kind of friends. And we are from the same village and we have enjoyed and suffered together ever since we were only little kids.
I am so much depressed about the human relationship. Sometimes I just can’t help doubting the truth of all. Perhaps I have been far left behind in the economic society

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Autumn is a time of harvest. Whenever we go in the countryside, we see crops stooping with the weight of the seeds; we see trees bending their branches bowing to people whoever comes near to show their bounty harvest; we see peasants hurrying to the fields to get in what they have so hard working on.
It is also the ending time to a lot of things. The leaves on the trees are withering; the grass has already fallen to the ground, awaiting to be buried underground for ever; all the crops remain bare and yellow, after all the seeds have been harvested. After autumn is the winter, which is a season of cold and frost.
From the sprouting spring, onto the splendid summer, then to the ripe autumn, and the last the chilly and frosty winter, the yearly cycle repeats itself. For me, autumn is a season of beginning. We have a vacation in summer, to shelter ourselves from the scorching sun. From each September on our new term really begins. What follows after is an energy-consuming hard labor. I only wish to get in some smile and laughter from the children each season, which to me is the bounty harvest I take pride in.
It has been on for about two months since the beginning of this term. What can I get from such a season of harvest? I don’t know

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To me, English has been like a lifelong friend. I have to use it as a tool to make a living. Fortunately i like it very much, which makes my life easy and enjoyable. I have longed to make it better by further study. However, i am very sad that i lack such opportunities.
I try to obtain any chance to make contact with foreigners, for no other reasons than just having a good sense of what the present authentic English is. Last year i attended a training programme, which i find so useful.
Though i use english every day, i know i fall into chinglish from time to time. I should have known better to avoid it. However, having long been immersed in Chinese for so long, i don’t know how to use it freely without any impact from Chinese.
I have become accostomed to write anything in English. I don’t like to write anything in Chinese. Any documents, if i can write in English, will become as easy as a piece of cake. I am afraid that my Chinese will become worse and worse in this way.
I just don’t know how i can reconcile them both. What is more, i am learning Japanese. I can’t foresee what my language will be in the future. i had learned Japanese for some years while learning english, but i gave it up long ago. I picked it up several months ago. It is like an old acquaintance. What is amusing enough is that my son likes Japanese so much. Now he has been able to read any all Japanese words because he has mastered the fifty Japanese letters. But he shows not much preference to English.

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