my last last blog

This is my last blog.

I am very pleasant to write something in this space. As time goes by, it is the end of semester. There are many memorable things leaving for me. I still remember the first when I entered the classroom; all the faces were strange for me, however, those faces that I cannot forget forever. Especially our teacher Pam, Dr. Sengupta and Scott. You teach us a widely of knowledge. In addition, you are my best English teacher in my life. It is a pity that this semester is only 4 months. If it possible, I wish you would teach us all the class in my faculty (Just imagine). Another wish is hope Scott will finish his PHD programme successfully. Scott is a humorous teacher that I felt excited in his class.

Forget to mention my classmates. I have never regretted meeting you, because we were discussing together. I still remember your laugher and your voice It seems like we only have the first class (time goes fast). I am so lucky to make friends with you. If we were met one day, it will remind me all the memory of this semester.Without you the days are lonely.

Finally, wish you gooooooooooooooooood luck!

All of sudden

All of a sudden, I find that I was so indulge in net that I have wasted so much time.　　So all of a sudden, I wanna quit net.　　But all of a sudden, I think net has let me know more, so I go on line again.　　What a contradiction!　　　　All of a sudden, an idea occurred to me, ”oh , my goodness, I shall have a change. I shall have my long hair cut. I have been bored with it!”　　All of a sudden, I have another idea,” no I am not willing to do that.”　　I looked into the mirror, my mind going blank.　　　　All of a sudden, I wanna jog in such a heavy snow. 　　It touched my skin and then it turned into a pearl. Wow , how nice it was!　　But all of a sudden , I felt that I was too heavy . Oh , no, it was too cold. So I give up.　　I was a coward!　　　All of a sudden, I found that I was alone. So tedious! So I stopped to look out of the window.　　It was dark outside. And the sky was still crying. What made her so sad? I went into deep thought.　　Suddenly, I heard a voice, “ nice girl, don’t worry! I am just giving the earth a bath! Just take a deep breath? Don’t you think it smells better?” I nodded just like an innocent girl.　　　　All of a sudden, I hold my bear tightly. Why? Actually for nothing. I just wanna give him a hug.　　All of a sudden, I patted on my singing duck. “London bridge is falling down , falling down, falling down…” Wow, what a nice song! What a nice voice! I smiled!　　　　All of a sudden, I picked up the phone, dialed the number, “I just call to say I miss you!” I thought to myself. 　　But all of a sudden, I put back the receiver very quickly.　　　　All of a sudden I will do a lot of silly but interesting and memorable things.　　　　

I like “ all of a sudden”!

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I like a variety of activities, active and wild ones like camping, sports and parties to quiet ones like reading and watching TV. I like to be outdoors,to participate in sports and to do daring things. For example, several friends and I once took a trip down a wild river in a raft. We spent a week navigating dangerous currents, camping at night, fixing our own meals and having much fun. I also like to do risky things such as skiing, and mountain climbing, but I don＇t do them often and am very careful.

In contrast,there are also many quiet private things that I enjoy doing. I have spent whole days reading a book, and I occasionally stay up late at night with a good novel. Sometimes, too, I like to spend a relaxed evening watching light TV programs, or talking with friends about serious matters over a glass of wine. In other words, I like to do different things, depending on the mood I am in and the kind of people I am around.

A Special Encounter

It started to blow wind while I was on my way to school. Sitting on the train, I couldn’t help thinking of the little girl whom I had met under the overhead bridge at the city center. She was about ten years old in a tattered red dress, which was obviously sewn over many times. Looking frail and small, almost overwhelmed by the crowd, she was stooping near a trash can searching for thing which she considered useful. The little girl was surrounded by trash, oblivious to the people around her. I noticed that what she collected were papers: newspapers, advertisement leaflets and some little pieces of paper with colorful pictures and characters. They seemed ordinary, yet the little girl was smiling at them every now and then. She put the papers in order, took out a small string and strung them together; she seemed satisfied with her handiwork.
Later, she gathered up the papers with both hands and went over to a corner of the overhead bridge. I was confused as she sat down on the ground and began reading those papers. Her expression changed like the weather, sometimes she laughed, and sometimes she knitted her brows. My interest was piqued; and quietly I walked towards her. However, when I said “Hi”to her, she was rather frightened. She stood up at once and said “sorry” to me again and again. The little girl must mistook my status, so I explained to her that I was just a stranger here and wanted to ask her something.
After that, she became happy quickly. Then she told me with her strong accent that she never thought there’s someone would speak to her so friendly. For hearing that, I felt upset even a kind of crime. I smiled and talked to her for minutes.

no tittle

I can’t remember how many days went by. The winter is leaving without coming back recently. The weather of spring is similar with summer. Everything is change violently in this season. It was warmer now, and the snow was beginning to melt. There was a massive of snow covering the ground before the rising temperature. Snow is melt into a small brook. On my way to school, I find a squirrel that I have not seen it for a long time. It is believed that the long cold winter should say goodbye to me. Indeed, I should do more exercises in order to breathe much fresh air. I pack my entire overcoat together, because it is unnecessary to wear such thick clothing.

I find a surprising affair in library. When I passed by the door of library. I saw a man kissing a lady. They ignored the fact that many passerbies were looking at them. When I left library (I stayed here for one hour), it is unbelievable that these two guys were still………… I really admire their perseverance. It is possible that a newcomer will regard them as a realistic statue in the library. There is no denying that they are able to break a new record in the world.

On the way to my house, I felt pretty sleepy in C-train. Suddenly, I heard a loud voice, “ It is so funny to take a train” afterwards, another person also use a loud voice, “ look at the outside, the train can move” When I turned around, I found two middle-aged women. I realized the truth of their actions immediately. I can sympathize with those who have lost something ones.
I should cherish the memory of current days.

on mood

On Mood
What accnompanies you all your life is not fortune and fame nor youth and appearance, but your mood or the state of mind which controls your life. As man in the modern age, our moods are as ehangable as the cars coming and going on the super-high way. A favor from a neighbour, a kiss of a child, a praise from others are like warm sunshine that makes us comfortable. Bat a rough word from a stranger, a false product bought from the store, or an insulting remark in fun would put you in a bad mood and make your heart sink.
A good mood makes one happy, energetic and creative. I was once shut in an elevator for one and a half hours. I had to phone for help. Eventually I was released, it was fun because I was in a happy mood. Otherwise I would have felt miserable.A bad mood is bad enough to cause you to lose self-confidence and leaves you helpless with all your worries and troubles in mind.More often than not, we are in a mixed mood. Sometimes we are happy and high-spirited. Sometimes we are in low spirits. At this time we have to take courage and have a change of mood.A good mood will accompany you on your way to the palace of success, to the chamber of love and to pleasure and barmony in life. With a happy mood, we can live a more substantial life, one that is more interesting and meaningful.So, always remember to keep a happy mood wherever you go or whatever you do.

sun

I have rested for 9 days. In these days, I felt very bored. I didn’t know to do what. Although I had a lot of things to do, I felt uncomfortable. I was ill because of I eat too much food. I was tired, sleepy and had no strength. My parents are worried about my health. in fact, it doesn't matter.
I got up early today to watch the sunrise. While I waited for the sun to rise, I sat beside my window and thought of my future. Soon I will be a grown woman and I won't be a baby anymore.

The sun was coming out of the horizon. First it was just a ray of light. But little by little the whole circle started coming into view. The sky was a bright orange with a blue haze surrounding the emptiness. Soon I could feel the warmth of the sun as its rays passed through my window pane. The view was really beautiful, more beautiful than any picture I had ever seen. In a few minutes everyone was awake and everyone went on their own way with their lives. Another day started and it was another beginning for all of us.

I like these days

I like these days.
I can sleep until I have not an ability to sleep.
I can eat a variety of food without think about my stomach,
Such as traditional food
dumplings, wong tongs, dim sum, cold noodles, pop,
hot pot and roasted chicken YUMMY!!
I can go bed without think about homework assignments.
I can listen to music with a relaxing atmosphere,
and drink a cup of tea.
Music like, rock and roll, jazz, R&B, hip-hop, pop,
blues, rap, and funk.
I can watch any TV show I want without interruption.
I can get up without worrying whether my hair looks good.

I can wear pajamas and and not wear tight clothing,
such as jeans.

Today I woke up at 10:00. If I had classes I would wake up at 9:00
because my house is far away from school.
I ate hu la soup for breakfast
then, I cleaned my bedroom, with a vaccum cleaner.

I downloaded a chinese series,
which has a very funny plot
Me, and my cousin have been watching it every weekend for the past three weeks in a row,
this will only go on for two more weeks because there are only thirteen episodes in total

that is bacically what I have been doing.

/rush/

I don't know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty.
Taking stock silently, I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me.
Like a drop of water from the point of a needle disappearing into the ocean, my days are dripping into the stream of time, soundless,
traceless. Already sweat is starting on my forehead, and tears welling up in my eyes.

Those that have gone have gone for good, those to come keep coming; yet in between, how swift is the shift, in such a rush?
When I get up in the morning, the slanting sun marks its presence in my small room in two or three oblongs.
The sun has feet, look, he is treading on, lightly and furtively;
and I am caught, blankly, in his revolution. Thus--the day flows away through the sink when I wash my hands, wears off in the bowl when I eat my meal, and passes away before my daydreaming gaze as reflect in silence.
I can feel his haste now, so I reach out my hands to hold him back, but he keeps flowing past my withholding hands.
In the evening, as I lie in bed, he strides over my body,
glides past my feet, in his agile way. The moment I open my eyes and meet the sun again, one whole day has gone.
I bury my face in my hands and heave a sigh.
But the new day begins to flash past in the sigh.

What can I do, in this bustling world, with my days flying in their escape? Nothing but to hesitate, to rush.
What have I been doing in that eight thousandday rush, apart from hesitating? Those bygone days have been dispersed as smoke by a light wind,
or evaporated as mist by the morning sun. What traces have I left behind me? Have I ever left behind any gossamer traces at all?
I have come to the world, stark naked; am I to go back, in a blink, in the same stark nakedness?
It is not fair though: why should I have made such a trip for nothing!

You the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return?

my fruit day!

today is my fruit day!
Every sunday is special for me， because I plan for add plenty of vitamins to my body.I think the most useful method is eating fruit!actually,I am not fond of eating it, because I always forget to eat.When I came here,some of vegetables and fruit are no longer here.most of fruit is import for other conturies.especially banana,when I saw it in supermarket,most of them are not ripe yet.
question:How many fruit did I eat today?⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙⊙
answer:6apples
4pears
5oranges
7banana(I like banana)
3peaches
totally 25 pieces of fruit!My mouth is never stop to active.As a result,I only eat ONE meal today!poor fruit!they were all in mY stomach.bless them!I have a strong feeling that the more fruit i eat,the more healthy my body will be!even though I don't like eat fruit,in my opinionwhen I regard fruit as medicines ,I'd rather to eat furit than bitter medicines.So I make every sunday for my fruit day!haha!I just put fruit on a big plate,After an hour,none of them left!
Ps:I have never found jujube(zao) in supermarket.It is a pity that jujube is really a healthy fruit which can be used for Chinese traditional medicine.

never had a dream come true!

After I listened to this music, it remind me think about my "dream"
I should think about what is my dream. Truly, I have desired many dreams.
Let me see!
NO. 1 eat all the delicious food which famous in all around the world (it is really a hard work).
NO. 2 travel all over the world (I don't have enough $ now).
NO. 3 I want to desire my house which lies in a peaceful place close to the beauties of nature.
No. 4 search for a person who really look after me except for my parents and friends!
NO. 5 live with my mom, dad, and all the friends forever with happiness.

My dream started when I was born. Although I never knew it then, I just held on to something that would never come to pass. Dreams really do exist. But in the morning when you wake up, they are remembered just as a dream. That is what happened to me.

As I grew older, I began to realize that the reason my dream was even born in the first place, was because it was something that was inside of me. The dream I had was never nurtured and cared for, so it slowly died. It's not that I wanted it to die, but I allowed it to die the day I started listening to the words, "You can't do it." When I finally woke up from many years of dreaming,
If my dreams die, my life is like a broken-winged bird
But when youth,
It takes something from my hearts,
And it never comes again.
I'd like to remove from my vocabulary phrases like” one of these days” or "someday".
Only TODAY!!

never had a dream come true!

This is my favorite song:never had a dream come true!

I don't miss you so much ,mom！

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when I had a sweet dream, I always dream about you smile.Everytime I wake up from my sweet dream.Something called tears filled in my eyes.I still remember the moment you see me off at the airport.It is my most uncomfortable time in my life.I have never left you and my motherland for such a long time.I am aperson who is reluctant to leave my home. I have extremely strong feeling of attachment. When should I go back to my home. This question stays in my mind for a long time.
When I sink deeply in a couch, mind wandering in memories of the past…
Even though we are not togther now.Greeting spreads my longings far beyond…
Something that let me like this place.
I like the subtle wind. it carries a crisp chilliness…　
I like the subtle flow of cloud that makes the sky seem even more vast, azure and immense…
I like the subtle longing for you, mom
subtle longing is deep！
miss you so much much,I can't know how much I miss you!
I can't use words to describe my feeling.
just missinginging...........

this is my first time use english blog

So excitied that I open a new bolg in English. I have already used a chinese space on the internet. I used to write journals on my blog. It offer me a special place to share my personalities to my friends, and also some friends totally know me a few. From now on, I have another task. It is translate my chinese journals into English. It really a funny journey for me. I'd like to realise others from their blogs. Besides, it is a new way to make new friends.
Something confused me is that I am not doing well in computer. I had tried to change the template of my blog. However, it needs something like JAVA words.It is really difficult for me!