tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23935681971543302062024-02-07T05:03:07.161+00:00My SpaceLife is a journey....
(To all:you are warmly welcomed to correct my english, cheers:)My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-59267215551299620482009-09-23T10:42:00.001+01:002009-09-23T10:42:43.661+01:00What is a youthWhat is a youth? Impetuous fire<br />青春是什麼?激烈的热火,<br />What is a maid? Ice and desire<br />少女是什麼?冰霜和欲望的融合,<br />The world wags on<br />年华如此迁移下去。<br />A rose will bloom, it then will fade<br />玫瑰将盛开,而后会凋萎,<br />So does a youth, so does the fairest maid<br />青春也如是,最美的少女亦复如此。<br />Comes a time when one's sweet smile<br />笑容溢满脸颊的时候<br />Has its season for a while<br />那就是爱的季节,<br />Then love's in love with me<br />我心里充满了眷恋。<br />Some may think only to marry<br />有人只想到结婚,<br />Others will tease and tarry<br />有的人却笑弄且犹豫,<br />Mine is the very best parry<br />我的藉口最是高超:<br />Cupid he rules us all<br />邱比特沿领着我们。<br />Caper the caper, sing me the song<br />嬉戏吧玩耍啊,为我唱一首歌,<br />Death will come soon to hush us along<br />死神不久将来临,让我们缄默不言,<br />Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall<br />甜无蜜比,苦涩如胆,<br />Love is a past time and never will pall<br />爱虽以为过去,却永不走味,<br />Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall<br />甜无蜜比,苦涩如胆,<br />Cupid he rules us all<br />邱比特沿领着我们,牵领我们<br />A rose will bloom, it then will fade<br />玫瑰会盛开,而后会凋萎,<br />So does a youth, so does the fairest maid<br />青春如此,美丽的少女亦如此。My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-63584194566403845832009-09-11T17:35:00.003+01:002009-09-11T17:56:36.468+01:00A new life has begun(the bad english)<br />To finish the MA study means that you are having a lot of free time, and then you will have more chance to explore the real society, to join different clubs, to know more friends.<br /><br />Also, it will let you think about what are you going to do next , you will start a new life plan, it's exciting, isn't it?<br /><br />.....<br /><br />(the right english)<br />Finishing the MA programme means that you have a lot of free time, and you will have more chances to explore the real society, to join different clubs, to know more friends.<br />Also, it will give you space to think about what you are going to do next; you will start a new life plan. It's exciting, isn't it?My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-21380172787869472242009-09-01T21:39:00.000+01:002009-09-01T21:40:41.929+01:00Acknoledgement of my ThesisFor the year in Leeds . <br />Thanks to Professor Gary Rawnsley, who is always nice to students.<br />Thanks to Professor Phil Taylor, who is always willing to share and give to students. <br />Thanks to Dr. Jayne Rogers, Dr. Ming-Yeh Rawnsley and Mr. Simon Popple who gave me advice for this dissertation.<br />Thanks to all the nice tutors I met and talked with in ICS, Dr. Robin Brown, Professor Juliet Lodge, Judith Stamper, Dr. Chris Paterson......<br />Thanks to all the classmates and friends I have in the UK who shared my life and gave me a lot of ideas, laughter...<br /><br />For my country, my people .<br />While studying overseas I started to think what does being Chinese mean to me. I am now more proud of my country, my culture and my identity. <br />Special thanks to my family, my parents and brother, sister-in-law, who always give me their strongest support. <br />Thanks to all my friends in Beijing, Shenzhen ... all over China who are always concerned about me and encouraged me.<br /><br />For myself .<br />To my 30th birthday.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-58731765611768787932009-08-11T15:42:00.002+01:002009-08-11T15:46:39.338+01:00Dreaming:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGkFUwXWqjTRAPFX1eVaOechb-PEKeWGCOJf7wSelG0MmmEqSF1Hu_8ME8CCTZVEZ8af2lbsjJAxUB7JvmB4kGshHnb91XY8bXvLJrbrHMHz1lurpRhUzd63uiZHaYQvZtiB9cwjatvAV2/s1600-h/21.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGkFUwXWqjTRAPFX1eVaOechb-PEKeWGCOJf7wSelG0MmmEqSF1Hu_8ME8CCTZVEZ8af2lbsjJAxUB7JvmB4kGshHnb91XY8bXvLJrbrHMHz1lurpRhUzd63uiZHaYQvZtiB9cwjatvAV2/s200/21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368717663501688706" /></a>My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-9296530246753589242009-08-11T15:13:00.004+01:002009-08-11T15:41:36.434+01:00Film: Flags of Our Fathers"Every jackass thnks he know what war is. Especially those who never been in one. We like things nice and simple, good and evil, heroes and villains.There's always plenty of both. Most of the time, they are not who we think they are."<br /><br /><br />"I finally came to the conclusion that maybe he was right. Maybe there is no such things as heroes. Maybe they are just people like my dad.<br /><br />I finally came to undersand why they were so umcomfortable being called heroes. Heroes are something we creat, something we need. It's a way for us to understand what is almost incomprehensible ,how people could sacrifice so much for us. <br /><br />But for my dad and these man,the risks they took, the wounds they suffered,they did that for their buddies. They have fought for their country,but they died for their friends. For the man in front,for the man beside them. And if we wish to truly honor thses man, we should remember them the way they realy were, the way my dad remembered them. "My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-72841717682945954492009-08-11T10:30:00.002+01:002009-08-11T10:38:03.563+01:00The most romantic Chinese poemI hold your hands<br />We take join in each other<br />Our love transcends life and death<br />We will grow old together<br /><br /><br />执子之手<br />与子相悦<br />生死契阔<br />与子偕老<br /><br />( Just got the translation from the book--Anna May Wong:From Laundryman's daughter to Hollywood Legend )My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-86879567047372718622009-08-05T00:17:00.003+01:002009-08-09T14:26:37.320+01:00A word to Wen for her birthdayFrom my point of view, simplicity and purity, are the best quality for a woman. You already have them. Congratulations.<br /><br />Happy birthday.<br /><br /><br />P.S I do feel the reverse cultural shock tonight when I found some peopel i don't like. A few of them are sophiscated,worldly,and over talktive, gosshipy,and pretend to considerate.oh, our long chinese culture... As usual, I couldn't hide my unpleasantness on my face.Be straightforward is my personality.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-36979263098315449272009-08-04T23:23:00.003+01:002009-08-05T00:10:28.726+01:00A new begin?I just realized my life in the past month was very messy, and noisy.<br />Troubles, big more small, constantly bother me.<br />Sick,worry,quarrel,plan...backache, headache,allegetic,or more... <br />How can I calm down, and go on my writing for thesis?<br />yes, thesis, I have been working on 2 months, but had to suspend for a while.<br /><br />Perhaps I am not strong enough, mature enough to deal with it. A wise person can handle them calmly, at least not pausing the studying plan.<br />I am sorry, I couldn't. <br /><br />Her story, my story, whoes trouble, whose difficuties.<br />Future?true?false?game?<br />We were surounded by a lot of "questions marks" and unsolved problems.<br /><br />I resumed my morning Yoga exercise today. <br />I need the fresh air to refresh me, in the morning, the begining of a day.<br /><br />I am sure I can find the solution, I am sure I can find the answer , by myself.<br /><br />After finish the main task, I will reward myself a new Mac. It's a prize for the uneasy and unforgotable one year study in this country.<br /><br />I am worthy of it.<br /><br />Whenever I feel down, the best way is to seek strength from inside my heart. I know, I am the master of my life. I have done a great job in the past, I will do it better in the future.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-81211083559709048132009-08-04T23:13:00.002+01:002009-08-04T23:22:22.113+01:00HolidayI am looking forward a holiday.<br />Wherever is fine.<br />I just want to go anywhere out of leeds, away my current life.<br />More fresh air, more strength, more inspiration.<br /><br />Jersey or North Wales?<br />Anywhere is OK.<br />What I want is just to stay for a few days, think about myself, think about my next plan. To be a lone.<br />yes, I don't want anybody to be with me. Only Me.<br /><br />It's just a holiday for myself.<br /><br />Jersey is too beautiful. Will I be more emotional in such a beautiful place? Will I be lonely and miss a companion?<br /><br />What I need is a holiday, with myself. To be away the messy ,troublesome life. <br />Give me more fresh air, and more strength, to deal with the difficuties .<br /><br />Or what I need is just reward myself with a holiday, and say goodbye to the past messy ,stressful month.<br /><br />May the force and smile be with me.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-82770658107738748982009-07-18T20:10:00.004+01:002009-07-18T20:18:55.902+01:00superstition or destiny?with the 1st,i lost all data in my laptop<br />with the 2nd,i lost my coats<br />with the 3nd,i was injured physically.<br /><br />is it destiny that eventually i lose them?<br /><br />The god does give me a hint, right?My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-39822187630508248032009-07-18T20:05:00.001+01:002009-07-18T20:08:55.724+01:00伴侣直到今天,我才意识到.我需要一个人生伴侣,就象你需要朋友一样,你需要一个人,在你身边, 一直照顾你,分享你生命的喜悦,听你的倾诉,相扶相伴.<br />家庭,伴侣,这永远是生命的核心.<br />不管你走都远,它永远是最温暖,给你力量的地方.<br />这就是所谓家的意义.<br /><br />一个人走太久了,忘记了方向.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-59862496979062608942009-07-18T19:45:00.005+01:002009-07-31T13:40:32.470+01:00the first bunch of flower I got in the UK, (From Wen, the chinese girl )<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZbJiRwug8D4pW1a60yXYxweP3NkLxC1ihwAYvETPP3N0CBI_veOufFX88qi4EdAYRzAqS6gIkWsb_PDGRHJgT2pHRndryl-WBJwaaeMGPx2dchKXbmaxxCTzTzN1CzIDgb4dOjK9kbEm/s1600-h/IMG_0326%5B1%5D"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZbJiRwug8D4pW1a60yXYxweP3NkLxC1ihwAYvETPP3N0CBI_veOufFX88qi4EdAYRzAqS6gIkWsb_PDGRHJgT2pHRndryl-WBJwaaeMGPx2dchKXbmaxxCTzTzN1CzIDgb4dOjK9kbEm/s200/IMG_0326%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359875819553386482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivT3JfONo3KWS59RFIe439YLCkiQKAwG2e-KHjlWeqCavY1id-UpGTQXyrj-P-yJYI4pQwgZb3NOwcsGhFCwlwA4F21sy_ecZKAX5w4_ev29iYX5DQBUIdCiXL2FlSqtOj8uNuRpEdt-Yu/s1600-h/IMG_0324%5B1%5D"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivT3JfONo3KWS59RFIe439YLCkiQKAwG2e-KHjlWeqCavY1id-UpGTQXyrj-P-yJYI4pQwgZb3NOwcsGhFCwlwA4F21sy_ecZKAX5w4_ev29iYX5DQBUIdCiXL2FlSqtOj8uNuRpEdt-Yu/s200/IMG_0324%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359875229870505682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5sCNwRU-Fopi89HpSedflGcBP2RzJBhF50rTt7kFTUzyRMzDz50JukCTKgEk7KvMXci1BrIfI-03oPzKhfKlMueQDbF0EznT2zFdsL884ILcr8pMRBe3xXCXptpjCoaD3ke2GWu_dzyfj/s1600-h/IMG_0323%5B1%5D"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5sCNwRU-Fopi89HpSedflGcBP2RzJBhF50rTt7kFTUzyRMzDz50JukCTKgEk7KvMXci1BrIfI-03oPzKhfKlMueQDbF0EznT2zFdsL884ILcr8pMRBe3xXCXptpjCoaD3ke2GWu_dzyfj/s200/IMG_0323%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359875225322981394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IrBtpi_N0xcqUP0e1kuaSnEG2lrGwbYKYZRiJapl2ZzkR3KWMw9ZfSm0scDb8kwYA6cyy023KGDReXoQ5mE5FaidgnNeoXR6cSuiJnaIQSz6zPFmYB60T_rMslXMkBZnwZvqu7opT3ov/s1600-h/IMG_0321%5B1%5D"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IrBtpi_N0xcqUP0e1kuaSnEG2lrGwbYKYZRiJapl2ZzkR3KWMw9ZfSm0scDb8kwYA6cyy023KGDReXoQ5mE5FaidgnNeoXR6cSuiJnaIQSz6zPFmYB60T_rMslXMkBZnwZvqu7opT3ov/s200/IMG_0321%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359875222175614034" /></a>My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-33122689468824138842009-07-18T19:38:00.000+01:002009-07-18T19:39:42.469+01:00Bye, JulyWhat happened in the July?<br />In one word: unlucky.<br />In one sentence: my knee was hurt, my laptop was dead permanently, my arm was bite by insects. <br />In one more sentence: I want to finish thesis as soon as possible. I like my topic, I want to do a good thesis. <br />That’s all. And more, my best friend left me for one month holiday.<br /><br />To summarize, I have been having an awful time.<br />That’s life ar…<br />I was unable to walk properly, I couldn’t use laptop any more which was my best companion for 4 years, I had to take good care of my right hand for more than 1 week, I was unable to concentrate on thesis.<br />Suddenly, all bad things broke into my life, together…<br /><br />Shit!<br /><br />At the beginning, I wasn’t upset much, I believe I can deal with them by myself.<br />But finally, I couldn’t manage it very well….<br />I didn’t allow me cry, but I couldn’t control it..<br />I didn’t want to be a burden for friends thus I keep silent. But I couldn’t survive without friends….<br /><br />Thanks god, my arm is getting much better now, I will recover within a couple of days I believe.<br />Thanks god, friends are always here when I need them…thank you my friends , thanks for helping me clean flat, sharing food, spending time with me , allowing me cry bitterly….<br /><br />Thank you all, my dear friends.<br /><br />I also feel extremely sorry for some of friends who are in hard times, who suffering from personal disease, family accident…. I pray that you all will overcome it and finally health and happiness will come with you.<br /><br />Goodbye, July!My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-70997950794473094092009-07-17T13:25:00.001+01:002009-07-17T13:30:12.475+01:00hey judethank you for the song, my dear. <br />I finally know what the song mean by checking the lyrics.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-46750857269707404922009-07-13T00:06:00.001+01:002009-07-18T19:35:00.946+01:00BastardWhy do you like a bastard?<br />Because he happen to be a charming bastard .<br /><br />How do you feel when you like him?<br />I just worried a lot. I lost myself, he is my center of life. I changed all for him. I reduced my time with friends as well.<br />I do a lot of thing for him. I concern him everything, such as food, sleep, work….<br /><br />Do you feel happy?<br />Yes. mostly . But sometimes sad.<br /><br />Does he concern you?<br />Em, not really. Actually, not much.<br /><br />Why do you decide to leave him?<br />Just want to stop being broken-heart . I want to be happy.<br /><br />How do you feel when you meet him again?<br />Laugh. Just wonder why I once liked him. It’s funny.<br /><br />Will you like a bad guy again?<br />Maybe, love is blind. <br /><br />So?<br />Try to know more about the person before starting a relationship.<br />Everything is a gift, including sorrow.<br /><br />and?<br />We are still friends. Thanks God, finally I stopped hating him. and, actually he could be a good friend, but not boyfriend. He lost the ability to love, I suppose.<br /><br />( For the time before January 2009.)My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-17989874775138178322009-07-13T00:03:00.001+01:002009-07-13T00:42:12.493+01:00Good,or Bad?<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:drawinggridverticalspacing>7.8 pt</w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>2</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:spaceforul/> <w:balancesinglebytedoublebytewidth/> <w:donotleavebackslashalone/> <w:ultrailspace/> <w:donotexpandshiftreturn/> <w:adjustlineheightintable/> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> <w:usefelayout/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"></object> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:宋体; panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; mso-font-alt:SimSun; mso-font-charset:134; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} @font-face {font-family:"\@宋体"; panose-1:2 1 6 0 3 1 1 1 1 1; mso-font-charset:134; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 135135232 16 0 262145 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:justify; text-justify:inter-ideograph; mso-pagination:none; font-size:10.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:宋体; mso-font-kerning:1.0pt;} /* Page Definitions */ @page {mso-page-border-surround-header:no; mso-page-border-surround-footer:no;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Got up around 10am. I had a long sleep effected by the tablet. Luckily, I feel my arm not as heavy as yesterday, the wound is getting better.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Sunday. Sunny. Time for a break.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Rambling in the street, put on headphone , music is always a good companion. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Walking. Viewing. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Playing swing , talked with a young girl. She is 8. She left Africa and lived in the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">UK</st1:place></st1:country-region> for 2 years The president in her country like to fight with other countries, and the people don’t have enough food and water. Her dream is become a nurse because she can take care of her mom.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">All of sudden, I realized that I could work for some NGO groups or as a volunteer. I always concern people, very much, about their life, attitude, experience, future. I am always happy for encouraging and supporting people , especially children and young people.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Bumped into Minky with her flatmate , a PHD student in <st1:place st="on">East Asia</st1:place> studies, who gave me some advice to my thesis. It’s just such a pleasant surprise, you never knew what life might give to you in the coming second.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Without losing my laptop, I would not find a lot of advantage of using desktop, for instance, enjoying music via QQ, at least.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Without suffering the bites from insects, I would not go to the hospital by myself, the first time in the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">UK</st1:place></st1:country-region>, it’s just experience, isn’t it? More importantly, I learn to manage crisis. Though I cried, though I felt painful, I managed it and went though.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Life is still good so far. In another word, life is always good, if we view it as the right attitude.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="EN-GB">Thanks what life gave to me. Bear in mind that everything, including disaster, hurt, tears, will turn out to be good. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<br />1 week ago, kneel was hit and bleeding;
<br />a few days ago, laptop retired permernantly;
<br />3 days ago, my arm was proved seriously attacked by insects,and I coudn't use my right hand for a few days .
<br />this article is for all the accidents,frustration and tears.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-38329987843703214482009-07-12T22:49:00.005+01:002009-07-12T23:20:32.826+01:00A Rose Garden<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht45kn8gBK8Ly8330gHMaR3BQz7La2Yg_IjEqJvauAVd5dp_VlIwgCuGEu5GNV0nbApusZz3WeVeLyDfVgX909Rl5Z3yIi89sUb355x0QdF06tdCAaqV5XQRaqwbv9gN7I0Jcc48JZTLzi/s1600-h/i.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht45kn8gBK8Ly8330gHMaR3BQz7La2Yg_IjEqJvauAVd5dp_VlIwgCuGEu5GNV0nbApusZz3WeVeLyDfVgX909Rl5Z3yIi89sUb355x0QdF06tdCAaqV5XQRaqwbv9gN7I0Jcc48JZTLzi/s200/i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357701161646846466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYkH1ZUWmPBdlvAOKHJSsGz4Fd3H1pRoLUhM3QHLZTWvBTHD4NR4m5G_w34yrETZbS9LUW87Ng0pnbFlgV4y5_lxPV5nf2L2NiXNlar1a5rxZc4gsiMTvTeKzKv7x7jy6SYDZ_h8gLY4Es/s1600-h/h.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUvzFf7YghD9LoaB-M89qNBLqs5MmJQZyJj7HUg1I7ECQ9IzyTH2mf-fudnLDjHaZGgJdYUSMgHXSR5YbLyiCfxlKW3bC-hh4Ic9BNbBbjr4ULAkzS9sQJLQDkG1JChsemz-mtXOAL9sk/s200/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357697312053714594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sunday afternoon, Temple Newsman, one of nice attractions in Leeds. Thanks friednd's driving.<br />Found a Rose Garden by happy accident.<br /><br />All of suden, I had a small dream: when I have a small yard, I want to have a rose garden.<br />Pink,Red(light,dark),Purple,Yellow,White,Orange,Pink&White...I never see roses with so many various colors.<br />Pretty rose, they light me up.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-49786645558717312322009-06-30T22:32:00.002+01:002009-06-30T22:35:59.440+01:00My new "breakfast".<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUtg3aPkTd2zQZv40WfoQycm8l2NMiVZ50A_DKw1Wfr-_HKrUzsnhyVkWm_Z-8VMpcntX5NxV6Wg4Npj2OthavI6wt3Vky0q1HwcbPOe_0odaQDwso1fQSM4H3vwYD9d80r1A6esa4dswu/s1600-h/IMG_0985.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353237554435036642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUtg3aPkTd2zQZv40WfoQycm8l2NMiVZ50A_DKw1Wfr-_HKrUzsnhyVkWm_Z-8VMpcntX5NxV6Wg4Npj2OthavI6wt3Vky0q1HwcbPOe_0odaQDwso1fQSM4H3vwYD9d80r1A6esa4dswu/s320/IMG_0985.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>Morning, Park,</div><br /><div>Yoga, Book.</div><br /><div>Breeze, breath.</div>My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-82422604393128558002009-06-30T22:07:00.002+01:002009-06-30T22:29:28.296+01:00Night, LightHow many times I had walked at night,<br />to library, or 24 hours computer cluster?<br /><br />The weak yellow road light guided me,<br />my shadow followed me.<br /><br />And the moon, sometimes, heavy cloud, at the dark night.<br /><br /><br />Sometimes I sang on the way home.<br />Usually around midnight, or 1 am.<br /><br />I sang, cause I feel happy at that time.<br /> I felt content after hours studies.<br /><br />At lonely nights, walking under the weak light, or moon,<br />or with darkness, I still can feel joy in my heart.<br /><br />The girl, carried with books, walking on the road.<br />In winter, in spring, in hot summer.<br /><br />She is alone, but she isn't lonely.<br /><br />She is always happy with the companion of books.<br />Though she walks at a dark night.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-12049528103813190832009-06-29T22:25:00.001+01:002009-06-29T22:27:16.198+01:00Be JoyceNo more tears.<br />No more worrys.<br />Stop being emotional.<br /><br />Who made you cry is not your Mr.Right.<br /><br />You are Joyce.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-37133144621330793672009-06-24T21:45:00.002+01:002009-06-24T22:13:51.100+01:00Phd ?Q: Why PHD? Though I enjoy reading, I enjoy doing research, but the problem is that my life can't be only surrounded by books. I prefer going out, talking to people, for example, being a journalist.<br /><br />A: Phd is a 3 years work, you need a good plan to finish it. It doesn't only mean sitting in the library, you also need spare time or even a part time job. for example, you can do research for 3 or 4 hourse per day, and do something else for the rest of time. Well, it depends on your interests. In addition, PHD student with journalism background is very valuable.<br /><br />A: Female PHD means ugly, old, and divorced in your country?<br /><br />Q: True. But I want to be a charming female PHD. Haha..My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-69416191335679130412009-06-24T21:33:00.002+01:002009-06-24T21:42:04.086+01:00I hate my houseIt's true.<br />I hate it. Always.<br /><br />It is black to me. It's dirty, the facilities are old and hard to clean. Though I cleaned, it will become dirty soon.<br />It is balck to me. The people are black. They are indifferent, self-centered. They are not my type at all. They always concern money, money.<br />Thus I am lonely, always.<br /><br />I miss my flat in China. Where I live was always bright, clean, pretty. It was decorated with pink, green, and all kinds of lovely staffs.<br /><br />I miss my flat.<br /><br />I will move out this dark place as soon as my contract ends. I want to find a lovely place, with freindly flatmates, but it's merely a dream which couldn't come true?My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-59503491065091057402009-06-24T21:24:00.003+01:002009-06-24T21:33:19.702+01:00Why lose weight?1. for the summer<br /><br />2. for the summer<br /><br />3. for the summer<br /><br />4. uncomfortable with my increasingly fat waist<br /><br />5. want to be a dynamic, slim, pretty lady<br /><br />6. healthy, healthy and pretty.<br /><br />7. exercising is a good habbit.<br /><br />8. far away from depression.<br /><br />Goal: 5 kilogram in 2.5 months.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-72539780825304607902009-06-24T20:56:00.003+01:002009-06-26T21:59:06.978+01:00Outing to the Abbey<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zV1Sh00NtSjI1KMCe-Bm7zIfvWf-4KoHE3ZukHssxWh_VLJYi9vOWFKHD-74h6btuzzM-B7e18y-z9uwJ7WwPiLNh-N13wfV9SlDyWR6KszMHWftIqHB5p_drjfsqejjS4n3qPJ1zjGY/s1600-h/DSC08401.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQT6OhMFxlaLingFHY_PvtPVcRk2FqCSzyQpVuhStw_sc5xGmt2IXboFL5IIvVmvbtNLlvI9CTzJGJ-vXEMOk_3L7_yKkarpNmR17krK8KCvdBon0dYI5rEZKUrubffMbmKRw5VNRG3WZ/s1600-h/DSC08456.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351709305843548130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQT6OhMFxlaLingFHY_PvtPVcRk2FqCSzyQpVuhStw_sc5xGmt2IXboFL5IIvVmvbtNLlvI9CTzJGJ-vXEMOk_3L7_yKkarpNmR17krK8KCvdBon0dYI5rEZKUrubffMbmKRw5VNRG3WZ/s320/DSC08456.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbANdyl5eGlEp_xiF-OeOQ96PP5efoWwX9NTq17W7oIHFVTcFCCQILYTLGdkNcc5saOIigCkZTmAjxEjOYYANSJaN9hxNVmsIwIOhFHIwEks2WzHjgwNDLYRoQiU7qpX1WQcRfKOJ3UWm/s1600-h/DSC08463.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351705365395303666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNbANdyl5eGlEp_xiF-OeOQ96PP5efoWwX9NTq17W7oIHFVTcFCCQILYTLGdkNcc5saOIigCkZTmAjxEjOYYANSJaN9hxNVmsIwIOhFHIwEks2WzHjgwNDLYRoQiU7qpX1WQcRfKOJ3UWm/s320/DSC08463.JPG" border="0" /></a>with" my baby",am I like a qualified mother?..haha<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja66sQAxWYFtBeJonTdGky_dEcKaazraQJob9A_cE1q-Sz00qE_vCOLtTqljXJWbzlG07izcqbFezdnuv7SfOoAaUYGOtUFf2ufPZPgncIEX6mr0dzDj8RDCTrhUjihwni4o1Lv0L5xhuc/s1600-h/DSC08415.JPG"></a><br /><div><div>What a lovely evening .<br /><br />Organized by the international student club, we went to the Abbey at evening. It's a nice place, with old buildings and pretty grassland, luckily the sun was there , cloud and rain disappeared.<br /><br />Wen, a lovely Chinese girl, who is doing PHD in electronical engineering, helped me a lot to take photos, carry bags.<br />Dika, a cute Indonesia baby, ran around the grassland, and was unwilling to take photo with me even I caught him. We ran a lot together, what a dynamic naught baby!<br />Andy, one of the organizer of this outing, told us a lot of history about the Abbey with his standard English, he speaks without any accent though his hometown is Bermingham.<br />Afterwards we were invited to Andy's house where his wife, Linda prepared some food for us. Andy shared with us his love stories with Linda. what a lovely couple! Oh, yes, I saw some cute gerble( desert mouse) in his house.<br /><br />I realized that an outing is always helpful to cheer me up. I am the person who love the nature scenery and around by people, then I won't feel lonely.<br /><br />One more delightful thing is that I took a lot picutres, I am happy to see I was happy on the photos.</div></div></div></div></div>My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2393568197154330206.post-82452676388017166662009-06-24T17:01:00.003+01:002009-06-24T17:18:00.052+01:00Only yourself can help youYou feel depressed once a month, normally around the date of 20th.<br />Caught by it again, without suprise.<br /><br />You started to call freinds, you felt isolated, you need them to company with you. You started to sleep, for a long time, you thought sleeping can make you forget all difficulties, and yes, you thought there are a lot of barrels standing in front of you. You started to reflect yourself, you got confused about yourself, you lost clues about what you want to do in the future, again, they made you lost confidence.<br />You felt incredibaly lonely.<br /><br />Gesus, damn black depression.<br /><br />Untill today, you got an email which reminds you that the deadline of work . Yes, you have to work again, its inescapable.<br />You won't know that only yourself can help you untill you wasted some time , you won't condemn yourslef untill you wasted a lot time on thinking, roaming, seeking help. Why seek strength from outside, not inside?<br /><br />Be a brave women, you know you are, always.My Spacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04372139517263588208noreply@blogger.com0