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Sunday, May 30, 2010
Bullet Train
The disparity of vehicle between the train and the airplane including the bullet train is as same as the gap between poor and rich.
By moving wheels graduadly,I have already a little regrets about this plan,but actually I do not have a better plan.
When I watch the landscape outside the window,rich with fear and curiosity.The ever warming sun is falling slowly,the direction is increasing close.
Unconsciously,I get a glimpse of the speed of the train,164km/h.
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Saturday, May 29, 2010
Go away
My minds and life are both in a mess recently,it is the time to change my life. I do not know this decision is right or totally wrong.
Once upon a time,or so historical books told me,the ancients often went some places where are peace and no one can disturb them,so they can think lots of things such as philosophy and gong-fu.
I need to find a place like that.Actually I am averse about go away,too.Because of the unknown toward new place,I am also a bit afraid of it.But I cannot wait anymore.And I accept it is an escape in some cases.I will take care of myself and I hope my mum will,too.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The Value of Time
What is the most valuable thing on earth?
Time,because everything is acquired in time and all the men's business is conducted by time. You could have food,clothing,fabulous homes,wisdom-have all things you want. But if you do not have time,it means you have nothing.
What is the worst thing on earth for man?
The loss of time,because by wasting time we cannot acquire anything,we cannot have anything. By lossing time,we lose everything,even we can lose ourselves.
Another question:what do people value the least and what is the most disorganized and the most squandered thing on earth?
Time,a large segment of people live as if by guesswork,according to the accepted custom:day by day,year by year,not at all concerned what they did with their days and years or how they lived their lives. Sometimes we mourn over the loss of some existing traifles,and have no regrets at all,nor are we sorry,when we foolishly lose not just some pretty cash,but the most precious minutes of our time.
This is why the Holy Apostal Paul cautions us against useless waste of time and offers lawful provisions that we wisely arrange each minute of our lives. "See then",he said,"that we walk circumspectly,not as fools but as the wise,redeeming the time,because days are evil."
When Apostal said:"see then,redeem the time."With these words,he wants us to understand that by time the true happiness is also acquired,just as by money all things necessary in physical life are purchased,and that consequensly,the proper use of time is very similar to the use of money in good hands. A wise man will never loss a single penny foolishly,he will count the entire ammount which he has and attach a special purpose for each cent. We must do the same thing. And then we shall arrange our time. We must reckon with it. Every hour and every minute is determined with this or that purpose. Everyday must be redeemed with good deeds for our benefit and for the benefit of our neighbours. The Lord did not set aside one minute for idleness,harmful deeds,or simply to do nothing at all.
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Time,because everything is acquired in time and all the men's business is conducted by time. You could have food,clothing,fabulous homes,wisdom-have all things you want. But if you do not have time,it means you have nothing.
What is the worst thing on earth for man?
The loss of time,because by wasting time we cannot acquire anything,we cannot have anything. By lossing time,we lose everything,even we can lose ourselves.
Another question:what do people value the least and what is the most disorganized and the most squandered thing on earth?
Time,a large segment of people live as if by guesswork,according to the accepted custom:day by day,year by year,not at all concerned what they did with their days and years or how they lived their lives. Sometimes we mourn over the loss of some existing traifles,and have no regrets at all,nor are we sorry,when we foolishly lose not just some pretty cash,but the most precious minutes of our time.
This is why the Holy Apostal Paul cautions us against useless waste of time and offers lawful provisions that we wisely arrange each minute of our lives. "See then",he said,"that we walk circumspectly,not as fools but as the wise,redeeming the time,because days are evil."
When Apostal said:"see then,redeem the time."With these words,he wants us to understand that by time the true happiness is also acquired,just as by money all things necessary in physical life are purchased,and that consequensly,the proper use of time is very similar to the use of money in good hands. A wise man will never loss a single penny foolishly,he will count the entire ammount which he has and attach a special purpose for each cent. We must do the same thing. And then we shall arrange our time. We must reckon with it. Every hour and every minute is determined with this or that purpose. Everyday must be redeemed with good deeds for our benefit and for the benefit of our neighbours. The Lord did not set aside one minute for idleness,harmful deeds,or simply to do nothing at all.
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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
男一号
5月25日了,又没有什么后退的空间了,你们的话虽然不中听,可我还是要走这条不归路。据我分析你们都是有隔空取物、千里眼、顺风耳、天外飞仙的能力,否则你们又是如何把我了解清楚。
我现在谁都看得起,也是谁都看不起。成功的前提是什么,做自己喜欢的事情就是成功的前提;那么什么又是成功,把自己喜欢的事情做好就是成功。
我还在这条路上。
众位观众,尤其是有才的观众,请不要着急,舞台的灯光已经慢慢变暗,大幕缓缓升起。如果你不想后悔买这场演出的门票,其实我比你更不想演砸这出戏,因为我是男一号。
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我现在谁都看得起,也是谁都看不起。成功的前提是什么,做自己喜欢的事情就是成功的前提;那么什么又是成功,把自己喜欢的事情做好就是成功。
我还在这条路上。
众位观众,尤其是有才的观众,请不要着急,舞台的灯光已经慢慢变暗,大幕缓缓升起。如果你不想后悔买这场演出的门票,其实我比你更不想演砸这出戏,因为我是男一号。
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Friday, May 21, 2010
East and West
Honarable judges,ladies and gentlemen:
Kipling said:East is east,and West is west,and never the twain shall meet. But now,a century later,they have met.They have met in business,they have met in education,they have met in the arts.
Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West. But I believe that the best future lies in the creative combinations of both worlds. We can make Western ideas,customs and technology our own,and adapt them to our use. We can enjoy the best of all world. Because our tradition is,above all,one of selecting the best,and making it our own.
But do western styles and values threaten our identity?
History make it easy for us to think so,perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs,such as a bride wearing white which has long been a color of mourning in China,instead of the triditional Chinese red for her wedding,is another submission to foreign intervention,a betrayal of our heritage,they says.They fear that as we become increasing globalized,we will no longer be Chinese. I do not agree.
History teachs that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world. The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures,wether in white gowns or in red,bring us variety. It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world. As an amatuer gourmet of Chinese cuisine,our superb flavous delight me. But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land. I even allow the convinience of MCDonald's a place in my life,without giving up my good taste.
My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing Opera when the time I was very young. They are deep in my spirit,parts of my soul. I love Beijing Opera because it always reminds me of who I am.
But I am also a fan of modern pop music,the No.1 fan of spice girl on campus. It goes for beyond food,music,and dance. It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.
Once upon a time,or my teacher told me,a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble. Both wanted to keep a bunny ribbit they had found in the garden. Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass,nothing is more loveble,nothing more natrural. No wonder they wanted him. The boy played his er-hu,happiness and joy,longing and passion,filled the air. The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of music. He liked what he heard. The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own. The little rabbit began to bounce in her direction. So intent were both children on their own tunes neither paid the other any attention. The competing melodies confused the little rabbit,he did not know which way to turn. Unable to attract the little ceature,both children gave up,they walked away,in different direction,leaving the rabbit alone.
What if they listened?what if they heard each other's music,instead of always playing their own music. When I hear the music of a violin,rich with the joys of men and women who came together,sang and danced. I hear the echoes of the music of the grass lands,of the hills,of the rivers,of our native land.
Is music me and yours,or is it ours?
What I want to hear is that the er-hu and the violin played together,in ryhthm and in tune.
The rabbit sits in the grass,in the ever warming sun. Waiting for us to play,waiting for the symphony to begin.
Does the rabbit have to waiting forever?the choice is ours.
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Kipling said:East is east,and West is west,and never the twain shall meet. But now,a century later,they have met.They have met in business,they have met in education,they have met in the arts.
Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West. But I believe that the best future lies in the creative combinations of both worlds. We can make Western ideas,customs and technology our own,and adapt them to our use. We can enjoy the best of all world. Because our tradition is,above all,one of selecting the best,and making it our own.
But do western styles and values threaten our identity?
History make it easy for us to think so,perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs,such as a bride wearing white which has long been a color of mourning in China,instead of the triditional Chinese red for her wedding,is another submission to foreign intervention,a betrayal of our heritage,they says.They fear that as we become increasing globalized,we will no longer be Chinese. I do not agree.
History teachs that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world. The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures,wether in white gowns or in red,bring us variety. It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world. As an amatuer gourmet of Chinese cuisine,our superb flavous delight me. But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land. I even allow the convinience of MCDonald's a place in my life,without giving up my good taste.
My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing Opera when the time I was very young. They are deep in my spirit,parts of my soul. I love Beijing Opera because it always reminds me of who I am.
But I am also a fan of modern pop music,the No.1 fan of spice girl on campus. It goes for beyond food,music,and dance. It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.
Once upon a time,or my teacher told me,a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble. Both wanted to keep a bunny ribbit they had found in the garden. Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass,nothing is more loveble,nothing more natrural. No wonder they wanted him. The boy played his er-hu,happiness and joy,longing and passion,filled the air. The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of music. He liked what he heard. The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own. The little rabbit began to bounce in her direction. So intent were both children on their own tunes neither paid the other any attention. The competing melodies confused the little rabbit,he did not know which way to turn. Unable to attract the little ceature,both children gave up,they walked away,in different direction,leaving the rabbit alone.
What if they listened?what if they heard each other's music,instead of always playing their own music. When I hear the music of a violin,rich with the joys of men and women who came together,sang and danced. I hear the echoes of the music of the grass lands,of the hills,of the rivers,of our native land.
Is music me and yours,or is it ours?
What I want to hear is that the er-hu and the violin played together,in ryhthm and in tune.
The rabbit sits in the grass,in the ever warming sun. Waiting for us to play,waiting for the symphony to begin.
Does the rabbit have to waiting forever?the choice is ours.
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
We are on a Journey
Wherever you are,and whoever you may be,there is one thing in witch you and I are just alike at this moment,and in all the moments of our existence. We are not at rest,we are on a journey.
Our life is a movement,a tendency,a steady ceaseless progress toward an useen goal. We are gaining something or losing something everyday. Even our position and our character seem to remain the same,they are changing. For the mere advance of time is a change. It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July. Season makes the difference. The limitations that are childlike in children are childish in man.
Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another. Even the failure to do something is in itslef a deed,it sets us forward or backward. The action of negative pole of magnetic needle is just as real as the action of positive pole. To decline is to accept the other alternative.
Are you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday?Yes,you must be a little nearer to some port or other,for since your ship was first lunched upon the sea of life,you have never been still for a single moment. The sea is too deep,we could not find an anchorge if we would,there can be no pause until you come into your port.
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Our life is a movement,a tendency,a steady ceaseless progress toward an useen goal. We are gaining something or losing something everyday. Even our position and our character seem to remain the same,they are changing. For the mere advance of time is a change. It is not the same thing to have a bare field in January and in July. Season makes the difference. The limitations that are childlike in children are childish in man.
Everything that we do is a step in one direction or another. Even the failure to do something is in itslef a deed,it sets us forward or backward. The action of negative pole of magnetic needle is just as real as the action of positive pole. To decline is to accept the other alternative.
Are you nearer to your port today than you were yesterday?Yes,you must be a little nearer to some port or other,for since your ship was first lunched upon the sea of life,you have never been still for a single moment. The sea is too deep,we could not find an anchorge if we would,there can be no pause until you come into your port.
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Wednesday, May 19, 2010
zero
The temperature for creatures to become the status of dormancy would be zero. Dormancy leaves species with no pain not only in physiology but psychology. But you would feel the most suffering when the temperature close zero slowly.
Fortunately,I have reached zero,the pain has gone away forever. Now I do not expect love,I do not expect anything which I expected.
The society in China has become fatally ill. Money is a privillage of going to succeed,a golden ticket of meeting lovers.
Just do my basic bussiness,I always have confident no matter where am I.
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Fortunately,I have reached zero,the pain has gone away forever. Now I do not expect love,I do not expect anything which I expected.
The society in China has become fatally ill. Money is a privillage of going to succeed,a golden ticket of meeting lovers.
Just do my basic bussiness,I always have confident no matter where am I.
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