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.

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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.