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Su back to Beijing,2007-2008

my blog in China while blogspot is blocked by the great firewall
5월 24일

lets travel...

Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the log cock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains. - John M

第一篇中文捕捞个(BLOG)

如释重负,李大哥今天说我的论文算是过关了,关于答辩问题,我先不管,要是抽到我,我们组多的是文学奋青,都抢着闹着要答辩的那种,所以GNN我连PPT都不准备了。一切见机行事。李大哥家里刚添新丁,一个男娃娃,所以注意力没有以前那么集中了,估计看我们的论文也像看他娃娃用过的尿不湿一样,颜色相近内容也差不多撒。。。
 
那天班长跑到房间里交给大家一人一个信封,里面装着PP纸头,说是写毕业感言,弄得大家还蛮伤感的,环顾一圈,姐妹们好像还没有动笔的趋势,我也先不写,写着估计我就会哭的,大学四年,值得回忆的东西好多好多,一旦开笔,不是想刹就能刹的住的。大概一直被加拿大,欧洲还有工作的事情弄得焦头烂额,有时又兴奋无比,以至于我还没有意识到毕业的存在,眼光好像太靠前了,老是想着去了加拿大UBC以后,温哥华多么多么的美,帅哥多么多么的多,不想当NERD但是好像不拼命读书是绝对混不下去的,忽然间,论文过关了,意味着我的大学生活,至少是学术工作到此结束,愣得一下有些若有所失的感觉。四年前我这一个小P孩从杭州跑到BJ大首都读书,在天安门城楼下看升国旗都会让我的心怦怦直跳,现在每次去天安门都是当导游“毛主席左边的是中华人民共和国万岁。。。”在这个校园里,四年,天呀,四个春夏秋冬,这里我有我的爱情,友情,本来要说不满,但是人即将走,其嘎嘎也香。。。要不怎么觉得宿舍的那个厕所也格外的可爱,于是乎有了前段时间的厕所奇遇记,每天在这个小小的阴阳失调的世界里重复同样的线路,送走一波波食堂的承包商,看着学校装上宽带,改了厕所,添了葡语意大利语系,装了N个摄像头,报刊亭越办越大,电梯小姐年龄越来越小,学生活动多多,多了好多社团,新生也越来越D。。原先体育部的部员总说要最后聚一聚,可是每每看到他们,都好像在疲于找工作,没有人牵头,除了我以外也没有人响应了。。大学四年,我就要和它说再见了,真舍不得,太舍不得了。。毕业的时候我一定会哭得哗啦啦的,像我这种泪弹。。。怎么办呢,总是要毕业的呀。
 
我的那些花儿和草儿们,你们一定要好好的啊!宿舍里的那五朵花儿我一定最想念了,还有宝宝,对面1111的JM们,借我开水的JM们,借我笔记抄的JM们。。。她们都是牛人,其实我们宿舍的几个我还有点放心不下呢,太会享受了有嗒时候。不过FINGER CROSSED,但愿姐妹们都好好的,健康最重要的,spaces.msn.com/foreverlove1112.../先打个广告,我们宿舍的BLOG,暂时还没有内容,以后会有,到时候 CHECK IT OUT YOYO。。。
 
 
 
4월 18일

bathroom adventure

funny thing happened..i just got stuck in the bathroom for like 10 minutes...the lock was broken..and i couldnt open the door..no one was in the room except a sleeping roommate..i felt scared..it is rare..i dont feel scared very often..at a time i wanted to stop trying to open the door by bumping it really hard and trying to pull the lock out with a foot highly lifted stepping against the door..what a pic!! after i stopped doing this..then i started to walk around inside the small space,trying to figure out a way to get out..the room doesnt have a window..stinck of course..toilet paper in that basket..(almost full)..dirty..low that i almost have my head hit the ceiling..once i wondered if there was a dead body hidding above the plastic board..that was in the first year of university..the time when i watched the only horror movie in my entire life..."the ring"..
 
the bathroom caused a lot of troubles in my dorm. it is in the chinese squating style..it is said to be a progress in the dormitory revolution here in china..cuz there used to be only one public bathroom on every floor, i remember i talked about that with my high school friends when i first came to this uni..and they looked really jealous of me when i told them we had a seperate single bathroom in my dorm..now i doubt if it is a proud thing....anyway..6 girls live here at the same time..early in the morning we could really feel the urge to have more than 1 bathroom..that is going backwards to the behindhand toilet culture..
 
now i am out writing this..the bathroom is just 2 meters away from me..i could turn around any time and look at it if i need any inspiration..the small black space..with filthy stink smell coming from it..gosh i really need to switch a seat..last night..i talked to a friend about saying good bye..why people call it a "good bye" if there is nothing good..he said there were hugs and letters..well yeah..but it is an end of an era..and i hate it..last time i said good bye was to the pauls family and i still want to cry when i recall the scene..soo damn sad..only 2 months left..i mean with my university life..cant believe i have spend almost4 years here..almost 4 years live with that bathroom until today i finally have a closer look at it..i feel i need it only when i am in hurry..cant remember how many times i pee in it..haha..gross..:P..the last 2 months.there are a lot of things to do..a lot of things to look at with my widely open eyes..to feel them and to last time enjoy them...even something gross..that is part of my uni life and thats my memory..my wealth...i am gonna enjoy every second that has left until the final moment comes..i dont want to think about it now..i know how it ends..
 
roommates all come back and i am plucked outside the nostegia mood...hihi roommate..how is ur trip to the dentist...sucks huh?..oh the bus was crowed..haha..yeah..ur body was twisted..:P..i will be very busy in the next few days...friends come to visit..and party and fun fun fun..talk to everyone later..ciao!!
 
susu..peace!!
4월 12일

in the book bar

right now i am in the book store&cafe place writing my thesis about the chinese fairy land poet gucheng, everything feels so pefect,fine jazz,fast internet,cheap and nice food and most important, great books, except....each time people go into the bathroom behind me the gross smell coming from it.anyway...my nose doesnt work properly right now because the cold i got 2 days agp...so...this is still a nice place, peaceful quiet little corner away from all the worries especially my professor's call...:S...being surrounded by all the books makes me feel so wisdom even i havent read any of them yet, and the more i touch them the more they stiminulate my longing for knowledge("the searching for love, the longing for knowledge and the unbarable pity for the suffering of man kind.".). also it reminds me of the scene in harry potter..without the owl..:D
 
the only thing i am worrying about is my thesis...kinda going through a dry spell, poems are difficult to annalyse..especially a misty the works by a poet like the one i picked..as most of the poets,he killed his wife first with an axe and hung him self on oct13,1993. He refused to grow up, refused to accept even his own son which he takes as a symbol of responsibility that only adult people...He built his own fairyland in NZ,an island where him and his wife raise chicken for food and eggs.."he is building up his own fairyland..and adapt a life style that is queer to others..but in his poem..he can always predict or mention something normal peOple think is the future....his poems are very clean..and beautiful.....reading his poem is to bring myself back to my childhood..some times the literature world likes to categarize poets into different trends..and mention the deep thinking mostly social and race awareness of the main poets....but this poet..he is kinda neglected by the literature world because of his attitude of life..he lived in an island in kiwi NZ with his wife..and never had a job..and his poems are very"childish"..but thats why he is outstanding..his life and his work is combined together..life is his work..and work is his life..."------from susu a few days ago..
 
 back to work...yawn..need a nother cup of coffee...
 
 
2월 10일

my day

have you ever started a fight just for fun and made the other person really angry at last? i did it today..have you ever be blamed for getting someone into trouble with his psycho gf just because you wrote something honest and sincere on the one's blog, i had it today..those are the 2 things i had in a single day..actually in a few minutes ago..that is a surprise of life i can say that..
 
it feels really bad to be blamed on something u didnt even do...and the thing is something not even worthy of any thinking or considering..but now it was like a on going torture inside my mind at the moment....and what makes it worse is the one who is torturing me doesnt respond..and leave me like i am acting like someone sticky and weird...and i am not..so i think i need to think and try to figure out a way to make myself feel good..
 
 
thing i leant from this one..u cant make everyone love you..and no matter what they say before they fall in love..they are completely idiots and phychos when they are..well..at least at the very beginning...pride is a very important thing..stand straight when necessary...not every person can be ur friend..only good people and bad peopl,race/nationality/culture matters but not much....and the rate of japanese women to be sex addict and phycho is comparatively high...no matter how normal and frendly and housewife like they look...
 
and i just want to tell mark brown that i had a bad day and i was kidding when we were talking..and i am sorry..hope he would give me a call sometimes..his call is always welcome..sweet voice and calm silly state..bring me a lot of strength and have the power to make me feel relaxed all in a sudden...
 
and except those things..i really had a great day..tired..but great!!!
peace!!
1월 9일

most wonderful day ever!!

watching the new born baby..sharing the happiness of being parents..get those touching letters from the friends of the underground hotel..enjoying the real heart communicaiton between people and doing what i like while getting paid for that..getting to know the city better..msg chatting with Ryan first time through cell..listening to the romantic love story of Romain and his wife.and his adventure in Africa....knowing the french culture more...bathing underneath the sunshine while standing on the frozen lake..oh one more thing..eating the best pizza in the world..wow.today...it can be count the most meaningful day of my life...
 
we started the day in one of the maternal hospitals, trying to interview one pregant woman..well..not only to interview but we also want to go inside the delivery room if possible..follow the chinese way of journalism..we must first get the permittion from the director but he seems a bit worried..hope everything will be ok..gonna fax him tomorrow...when we were sort of in the dilemma..the elevator door opened..the nurse was entering into the room..holding a new born baby..wow..my first time to see a new born..sooo holy..like an angel..fresh..blood on her face..it is a girl...8 pounds..her mother was still inside the operation room..it was not natural labor...the father was soo excited..couldnt stopped smiling..for a man..he could get any kind of title he wants...but to be a father..he needs holy power..:P
 
today i got those letters from my friends inside the "underground hotel"..the 17 year old boy was home already and wouldnt come back to beijing again..i know he hates the city..he wrote on his small piece of paper" sister Fang, I will be at home when u see this letter, the best thing ever happened to me during this time in beijing was to meet u and Mr.Romain at that night, you2 are the only good people i met in Beijing...you came to stay with us in such a horrible place..and u dont look down upon us.." why would i?..he is the youngest also the most friendly one in the hotel..always being curious about anything..the french.the big city..the new ideas...he worries a lot that he might bring bad image about china if his pic is ever published...he found life hard..he started to realise how important education is..not an obligatory any more but the real possesion to survive..he regreted quitting school so early...he wanted to go to france..he wanted to watch the world cup..he wanted to have his own company...his dream was kinda destroyed after the trip to Beijing..not supposed to find a job here..only came here to have an eye opener...and the city is much more than just an eye opener...I really wish him good luck..so young and soo motivated..being a Min gong all his life is such a great waste for him...he got the purest honesty inside his heart..i remember the conversation with him was soo nice..the shabby bed was nothing...
 
Liu the glasses guy wrote me in the letter with a very sagacious sentence" the real life is not the ideal..the ideal life will never be real..the life going on here is the real one...not exciting and flashy..but full of empressement and honesty...."
 
they wrote "happy new year" on the big piece of paper and the young boy..wrote"how are u doing"..the new sentence i taught him to greet except "how are u" which he already knew..i couldnt stop thinking..what i have done is soo little..and cant really change anything..this minority group..they need people to pay attention to them..they need people to care..even if it is just a normal greeting..or less..at least treat them as equal..but still..it is hard for some people..the most painful and pathetic thing between human being is not anger but indifference..the mental distance..big gap...which is made out of nothing...
 
after the hospital..we walked inside the Beihai Park..the one near the Forbidden City..quiet place..big lake..frozen..with some ducks swimming on the breaking ice area..beautiful sunshine...refleced on the ice surface...Romain told me the french culture and his love story between him and his wife..exciting..real..and romantic..i listened all the way...and interupted him soo many times asking stupid questions like"love at first sight?"blabla....there is a big skating place on the lake and we walked all the way through that lake.(my first time to walk on frozen lake...so scared at first..then got too excited and started to jump..)...to get into one of the best pizza house in the world"exaggeration"..but in Beijing..yes...it is inside one of the Hutongs..actually the name of the house is called" Hutong Pizza"..best resteraut rated by the magazine"thats Beijing"----holy bible for every foreigner in Beijing..telling u every fun thing to do..places to eat...places to visit so are the places to have fun..we orded a big carnivore with all the sausage..onions..preperoni..bacon..big size and 2 bottles of Qingdao beer..on the menu..it says.."size big is enough for 2 (very hungry people) or 3(faily hungry people)"..it was 3 pm and we walked a lot..before went inside the resterant..my stomach is calling for food like crazy..u know those alarm thing...the pizza was really good...u dont need to go to italy to learn how to make pizza but obviously the chief learns it really well..home made spegatti and great cheese:P..Romain told me the adventure he had with his friend..in Africa..for 6 months..almost got eaten by a lion..great story which even added some wild flavor to the pizza..haha
 
on the way..inside the resteraunt..i sent messages to Ryan..first time..through cell phone..he seems smart enough to use this service..haha..anyway..sorry to keep u wait for so long that u have to go to bed when i get home..will be kinda boring without u being online..have a good dream..
 
wow..i didnt write for a long time..and this is really a big one..i enjoyed the life now..full of new discovery..working happily about what i love..and get paid...dont need to worry about anything..just enjoy life..everything feels sooo right at the moment..everyday..i found myself touched by this world..know the world better..stil little i know but i really enjoy the process..hope every body could be as lucky as i am..dormmates..dont be too stressed out about ur post graduate exam..i woke up at 7 and found everybody was already gone probably studying inside the library..c'mon..gotta relax..deadline is coming..so we must relax..anxiety shouldnt be at this time..relax...and home..yeah..i am going home on saturdayl..miss my parents and my tortorise pet"little black"..good luck to bessie...to all friends on MSN..
 
use the sentence by the little man.."may the power of peace grow stronger..may the partial was never happen..may the crisis of energy could ease somehow"...haha...peace.*^^*VVV
 
 
1월 3일

Beijing underground forbidden city------>part 2

The inside of the “underground Forbidden City” 

by Fang Su

It is 9 meters from the ground at its deepest point while the average depth is 5-6 meters, the safety level that was believed enough to prevent nuclear radiation. There are mainly 4 kinds of rooms inside the hotel, 30 yuan for a single room and 20 yuan per person for a double room, besides, rooms that can hold 4 or 8 or more are also available, with a much cheaper price from 5 to 10 yuan. 

Damp, moldy, even spooky, far from what its name suggests, it is never an exaggeration to the whole place a “mouse burrow.” Dim light, just like the gaze of a sly mouse, keeps being sent from those bulbs sticking on the wall in every 10 meters. However, visitors still need to hold a torch when they for the first time go there due to sudden darkness. Some rooms are parallel, connected by devious internal channels, the others are pell-mell so that people could easily get lost without a good sense of direction. 

No ventilation, no electric signals, no flow of information. The rooms and the fading number written on each door somehow give a taste of a prison. The furniture inside couldn’t be easier: only a few wooden beds, iron bunks for 8-people room, and a small clothes closet. Sheets and blankets are only supplied when people move in.  

Careful observers could discover the traits left by previous guests on the wall. Those big pencil paintings almost take up the whole wall with images such as dragons, phoenix in enormous cloud, cranes and young girls. The painter shows us his, must be a he, exquisite technique and ambition as well as boredom. 

Visitors would find the bathroom as the biggest problem in the hotel because even the simplest sanitary condition is far beyond consideration. Tens of rooms share one bathroom, a filthy and nasty one with human excrement spilled out of the tank., giving out a smell of decaying, just like the meat gone sour. Things will be worse if the bathroom is undergoing a leaking problem because you need to not only worry about the sewage on the ground but also above your head. Obviously, it is such a wonderland for flies and bugs since they are the only guests that will never be forbidden in this “Forbidden City.” 

to be continued...

12월 30일

Beijing underground hotel and its citizens....part 1

Finding the city

written by Fang Su

 

On the ground, it is the busiest and most prosperous street, so called the Champs Elysées in Beijing, the “Wangfujin” (Prince Mansion’s Street). Towing big shopping malls filled of people stand along the avenue, with enormous neon lights sparkling tirelessly outside 24/7, even at the first glance, we know that it is the place for the Chinese well-off to enjoy life.

 

In contrast to the hustle and bustle of Wangfujin, if you walk inside one of the annex streets hundreds of meters away and make several turns, after entering a deep narrow street for 10 meters, you will find the gate leading to anther world, which is 9 meters underground, occupying almost the whole area as big as the up ground street with its spider-net-like branching system. That, is the “underground Forbidden City.”

 

After the 1969 “precious island issue”, Chairman Mao mobilized the while Chinese nation to build bomb shelters in case of potential wars. Under such a summon as “dig the hole deeper, store more food”, many local Beijing landers, especially young generation, started to join the constructing team voluntarily, using 10 years to finish the “home might-be”. According to the record until Dec.2002, there are all together 20740 bomb shelter rooms in Beijing, much outnumber the 9999-room-scale Forbidden City up ground, and that’s how it gained its name.

 

Some of the bomb shelters are converted into cheap hotels and now there are mainly 6 still run business. The tablet hanging outside the gate, though too tattered to notice, says the name of the this one, “Beijing heaven and people hotel”. It was deputized by Mr. Sun’s family since10 years ago, who invested 1.6million Chinese Yuan in it. “During its best business time in early 1990’s, when the reconstructive project of Forbidden City not far away was undergoing, there were more than 2000 people fill up its 500-plus small rooms, every day.” says Mr. Sun proudly. “most of whom were construction workers and farmers who would like to seek a living here in Beijing”.

 to be continued....

12월 19일

anger!!fury!!

 
link from :
 
强烈鄙视南昌大学科技学院!丑陋,痛心!!!
  
  我有一个很好的西班牙朋友,出生在西班牙和德国混血的家庭,从小在马德里长大。爸爸是个地道的中国迷,喜欢中国戏曲和所有的古典音乐,中国的历史和文化,向往所有中国的东西。为了爸爸的中国梦想,她从自己懂事后就开始学习汉语,并决定一定要来到中国留学。
  她是个十分勇敢和阳光的女孩,有一个和她一样孪生的弟弟,虽然从小她就有先天性的腿疾,但是她从未放弃过对生活的热爱和对自己理想的追求,她在杭州浙江大学学习和生活了2年多,已经可以说一口流利的汉语,她已经非常的热爱中国,她渴望留在这里,但是她需要一份工作签证,她看到南昌大学科技学院的招聘便决定来到这个这个学校教授德语,很快发送一份简历到这个学校。很快收到这个学校的回复,到这个学校工作,她喜出望外,因为她觉得在结束自己的圣诞假期以后终于还可以留在这个她所神往的国度继续她的梦想。于是,她便决定来到这个她将要工作生活的地方看一下。但是,当她坐12小时的火车,才发现一切都太天真了。这个学校接待的老师看到她走路的样子就吓得躲了起来,她来到办公室,他们让她马上离开这里,他们说他们不需要残疾人,不要她在这里工作,不看她的简历,也不要跟她说话。她说她要见他校长,他们说他出差在香港,马上要她离开,在这里工作不可能,她很无助的哭了,就在他们的办公室,可是没有人要理她。她的母语是德语,而且非常擅长英语,还有非常流利的中文,可是他们都不要听这些,让她马上离开这个学校。只有一位好心的老师很同情她,也很失望的哭了,并且给她回家的路费。
  我真的为自己的同胞感到遗憾,我的朋友少年时就来到挪威读书,去过欧洲和亚洲的很多国家,她去过中国很多地方,去过广西、云南看到很多山区最贫困人群的生活,她来到一个广西少数民族的家庭看到他们过着非常艰难的生活,生病并且没有钱医治,她便拿出自己积蓄来帮助他们,并且安慰他们用她所学过的心理学的知识,帮助他们重新燃起对生活的希望,她曾经不止一次的跟我提过那个贫困的家庭、那个可怜的孩子!她一直跟我说,她最大的心愿是留在中国,这里的人都是那么的善良和友好,她是如此的热爱这里他们,她渴望来到云南作一个志愿者来帮助他们,教他们外语和很多他们需要的东西,心理学的知识还有对生命对生活的憧憬。可是她从未受到过如此明目、如此不加掩饰的歧视。一个如此善良和健康的女孩,我的脑海中总是浮现她在十字路口等路灯的情形,当绿灯闪过,她马上努力而敏捷的向着马路的对面走去...
  我真的为那些自诩老师的最虚伪最丑陋的人感到羞耻,他们在嘲笑别人的时候,他们是否发觉,一个心智不健全和无知的人要比身体的缺陷要更加来得可怜和无可救药!!缺乏一个人最起码的尊重和同情心,我真的不知道,他们凭什么去面对他们的学生,他们的工作,他们的家人...
 
Human right for everybody!!!

 
12월 14일

i am learning life through suffering..:D

my brain is spliting...throat is burning...just woke up but i think going to bed again is the only right think i should do now....i saw my msn windows..some messages from friend..one guy told me to drink more chicken soup..and thank you:D..though no one will make me one cuz we dont have a kitchen..and the chicken flu horror...still thank you...now i am learning happiness and love through suffering..

the basic assumption behind buddism is suffering, the Buddha taught that each individual has the power to overcome suffering, although all the world views try to offer comfort to their constituents through supernatural solutions, buddhism is quite different, in its traditional form, it holds that our salvation from suffering lies only in our own efforts. The buddha taught us that only in understanding how we create suffering for ourselves can we become free.

birth is suffering, aging is suffering, illness is suffering, worry, misery, pain, distress and despair are suffering; not attaining what one desires is suffering. buddha is not pessimistic; he was in fact, concerned with the cessation of suffering , so he strove to help others by teaching them to identify the causes of their suffering.

now my cold is suffering too..i know how important health is by being through all these tortuing feeling..the head..the throat..the nose..the sour in my eyes..and the whole body..friends are important when you are sick..my roommates just shouted at me "for god's sake go to bed!!...dont dwell online any more.."..and i am saying"..got it got it..".with a little unpatience...but i am enjoying this bitter sweet blame..haha...

so many things havent been finished...now i have to give up everything..and head to bed..and sleep til tomorrow afternoon..i just log off my msn and log in again so every body could see my inscription of being sick and dont bother me any more..but more people said hi...funny...i am leaving anyway..

thanks Mr Brown..i just want to cam with u..and u are the only one i trust when i am sick..people are vulnerable and sensitive when being sick..now u see my horrible look. the messd up hair..and big big coat..bit red cheek and a miserable loooking face..well..it is just the outside..not the inside...Mr Brown..thank you so much for telling me that i still look pretty and even toasty like that...very sweet words:P...ok....gonna go now..cough and sneeze...gonna have a good sleep...

peaze:D
12월 12일

A generation!!!

darkness endowed me with those black eyes...but i use them to purchase the brightness.....
12월 3일

my day alone in Shijiazhuang

Is it not a very big city,but kind people here, it is bit polluted here, but you can eat Great and Cheap food!!I love the city of Shijiazhuang, I have been there 3 times, all because of my Toelf exam (registration number is running out here in beijing so i have to go there to take toelf..soo many people want to go to the north america!!!)...and this is the third time for me to come and get the score, I guess later i will seldom come here but you will never know:P
 
well..not a good beginning though,over slept in the morning because of the stay up so late the night before, I missed the train at 8:10 and the next one with seat is at 11am. because of that, my company, Chris the American guy left me and I had to go there alone, it was my fault, I think i might turn off the clock without even knowing it..stupid me..thank god I didnt succeed to buy the tickets the day before cuz it was too late..the door closed..
 
when I got there,already 2 pm,so I rushed to the uni and got the score...sealed envelop..I didnt open it..already know the score..so then..as planned..I went to the people's heros memorial park.more than 300 heros who died during the liberation war against Kuomingtang are buried there..inculding several foreigners like the canadian doctor Norman Bethune and the Indian doctor Dwarkanath Shantaram Kotnis. Not some many people in the park..actually only a high school class and me were inside..those kids were reviewing the day they joined the youth league..I am also a member of the league so felt glorious and proud..hehehe
 
I took many pics inside(though it is not allowed.but no officer said no to me..maybe i dont look like a trouble maker)..and afterwards..I went back to the railway station and got the back trip ticket at 5:58pm (T514)..still had some time left..I went to the district where most of the snacks were...haha...it was wonderful..all together I tried 8 kinds of different things and fed myself one kind after another til I am too stuffed like the beijing stuffed duck..all the food tasted wonderful and I think that would be the things I will miss the most about shijiazhuang!!!
 
this is just a travel post...I tried to tell everything in my life so might not be soo beautiful..thanks for reading..and Paul family!!i really miss you a lot...think about you all today..*^^*Marisa and Emma..kisses!!!hehe
12월 1일

today's adventrue

now it is 9:54am, and later i am gonna go on an adventure in one of the underground hotels in beijing, i dont know what is inside, friend told me criminals might be there and people..mostly poor people..very poor people..and ok..i will check it out and tell everything when i am back..see ya all!!!
11월 29일

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11월 26일

quotes I learnt today:)

here are 2 quotes i learnt today..d like to share here:P
What was once called the objective world is a sort of Rorschach ink blot, into which each culture, each system of science and religion, each type of personality, reads a meaning only remotely derived from the shape and color of the blot itself. -----------LEWIS MUMFORD
 
We think so because other people all think so; or because after all, we do think so; or because we were told so, and think we must think so; or because we once thought so, and think we still think so; or because, having thought so, we think we will think so. ------------HENRY SEDGWICK