moon

moon
moon

2010年11月29日星期一

Diary of Generals die in bed

DIARY

We have already stayed here some. Every day we just went to different of trenches or sectors, but it looks similarly. Today, we also went back to rest. The place when we always stay at as if a huge funeral. You can feel and smell the special smell from dead people. We had hidden in the tree or trench to wait the snipers. They could have some alcohol to drink. Our task is finding the sniper. We talks about our life’s meaning in the trench. We didn’t want to die. Some bird flew from our head; I thought it maybe lost himself. The rain made the trench like a river, it’s full of mud. Brown gave us some broad and sugar form German. We were so hungry. When he moved, he was shot by a sniper. He dead, Broadbent divided the sugar from Brown’s, because he can’t eat any more.

2010年11月1日星期一

A good movie can give us ~~~~~

MOIVE [TANGSHAN EARTHQUAK]




The movie is remembering our big earthquake in china. Because it could show our unite to inspire others. The movie I can’t watch again. The movie is very affecting. It’s a story about a family in the earthquake. After earthquake, a happy family was destroyed, their daughter was divided with her parents and was feed with a nature couple. But she was independent; she lived in school and had her first boyfriend. But she was conceived in school, after her boyfriend knew it, he wanted to made the baby disappear. The girl didn’t agree, because she experienced the earthquake and knew the life’s meaning. After she had her family, she knew the news of the earthquake in WEBCHUAN. So she went to here quickly, then she met her brother at here. She can go to home, her family thought her had dead already, so they didn’t find her. At the moment, she was very happy to go home. Then her mother kneel to want to get excused. This really is a very good movie to teach us how to love and life is important. I can’t forget the last moment. It’s the so much stone which has all dead person’s name. Their life in the world, I had to feel person’s power is so tiny to nature. So we need to live everyday mean.

TIMELESS-----the forever love


TIMELESS【无限】




This song is a pure music from a movie in China. It also is made of a famous musician in Japan----久石让。His music also has magic to immerse others, like this song.
At the beginning, you can heard it as if whisper around yours, it also like the raindrop in your heart and you can feel the ripple. What a soft feeling! The song has a little sorrow around the rhythm, because it is a sorrow story in the movie. A urge girl who always bear others laugh at and does something difficult and they never want to do it. One day, she went to a lake and found her face, suddenly she as if became anther pretty girl with a beautiful white wings. Her mother was crying when she saw the change. So the mood is deep gradually, the whisper become the monologue by herself. She just recalled the happiness in the past time with a boy her loves. She wanted to protect him when he had dangerous. Although she was a girl, she wanted to use her power to save him. So the music became more powerful, we can feel her determination. At finally, it calm down gradually until disappeared. It just has 2 minutes, but shows a pure environment to us. We can feel the fry to the sky or wind touches your face on the moment.
[PS; I wanted to show it to you, but I hadn’t any internet to finish my wish. So if you interesting it, you can use internet to research it.(*^__^*) ]

2010年9月26日星期日

A short story




I never forget a man who is our math teacher in my high school in my life.
He always looked serious in our class. Besides, he always put off our break time and gave us a lot of difficult to solver on our self-study class. We always laugh his pronunciation in the class. So many students dislike him. I remembered the situation when he gave us the first class, he told us his name and his goal is do his best to finish his life.
He treated students who had high mark is very nice, but as a kill to students who had low mark. He checked our homework every day, if we weren’t finish it, we must had gone his office to finish it. Besides, he could give us a test. He always let us to solve problem on the board. We are afraid him very much, as if we saw the monster. I also remembered once I went to his office at lunch time. He didn’t eat anything and worked all the time. After I finished his questions, he just boiled some noodles. He ate the noodles without any vegetables just used some seasoning. I feet apologized to him, but I didn’t say any words to him for my shy. His cause is very great; many teachers from different place often went our class to listen his cause. So we had a great mark in our school, our school is the best high school in my hometown.

     
But past two years, when we started a new semester, our head teacher told us he had terminal stage of cancer. When I heard the information, my tears were fall down. We had a new math teacher, but we found his advantage when he wasn’t here. We had a long time no see him in school. Then we organized a group to see him, we bought many fruit to him. When we saw his appearance, we all had the tears. His face was so pale and rag that we can see the bone in his face. He seems hard to sit, because he hadn’t enough power to sit. So he only lies in the bed. After a month, he left the world forever. He just had a little girl who didn’t understand what is dead. His wife was very broken heart, she is a strong woman, and she alone brought up her girl. She just cried once in his husband’s funeral. This is my teacher’s story, he just a good teacher and didn’t earn any wealth in his life, but he gave much spiritual wealthy to his students and his family. I never forget him ……..      
      
                                                                                                       




Thinking in the quiet moonnight



  









    This are two different form  on the same poem.
  
The poem is created LiBai who is the great poet in China during Tang dynasty. The poem is the basis of the child start to learn poem. The poem could be recited by anyone.
 Next, I could try to translate it. The poem has four sentences. “床前明月光”is means the light of moon is flowing from window , you can catch it in front of your bed.“疑是地上霜”is means the light too beautiful and white as if the hoarfrost on the ground. “举头望明月” is means you raise your head to watch the clear moon. “低头思故乡” is means you look at the ground to miss your hometown.
The poem has simple word to describe he miss his hometown. Moon is the sign of miss hometown and family reunion. We also has mid-autumn festival to miss family and hometown. After author saw the light of clear moon, he miss his family more than before. He feels alone in the moonlight, he only could watch the moon to becalm himself.   








                                                                                

2010年8月29日星期日

Beautiful words

http://www.hxen.com/englisharticle/yingyumeiwen/2010-04-15/106558.html
If I Had My Life to Live Over


From: http://www.hxen.com/englisharticle/yingyumeiwen/2010-04-15/106558.html
Hour in the Sun


From: http://www.hxen.com/englisharticle/yingyumeiwen/2010-03-29/104843.html
Try to Remember the Good Things


From: http://www.hxen.com/englisharticle/yingyumeiwen/2010-02-26/102308.html

Tommy’s copy paper

Tommy’s copy paper



A gray sweater hung limply on Tommy's empty desk, a reminder of the dejected boy who had just followed his classmates from our third-grade room. Soon Tommy's parents, who had recently separated, would arrive for a conference on his failing schoolwork and disruptive behavior. Neither parent knew that I had summoned the other.





Tommy, an only child, had always been happy, cooperative and an excellent student. How could I convince his father and mother that his recent failing grades represented a broken-hearted child's reaction to his adored parents' separation and impending divorce.





Tommy's mother entered and took one of the chairs I had placed near my desk. Soon the father arrived. Good! At least they were concerned enough to be prompt. A look of surprise and irritation passed between them, and then they pointedly ignored each other.





As I gave a detailed account of Tommy's behavior and schoolwork, I prayed for the right words to bring these two together, to help them see what they were doing to their son. But somehow the words wouldn't come. Perhaps if they saw one of his smudged, carelessly done papers.





I found a crumpled tear-stained sheet stuffed in the back of his desk, an English paper. Writing covered both sides-not the assignment, but a single sentence scribbled over and over.





Silently I smoothed it out and gave it to Tommy's mother. She read it and then without a word handed it to her husband. He frowned. Then his face softened. He studied the scrawled words for what seemed an eternity.





At last he folded the paper carefully, placed it in his pocket, and reached for his wife's outstretched hand. She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled up at him. My own eyes were brimming, but neither seemed to notice. He helped her with her coat and they left together.





In a way I could not fully understand I got the words to reunite that family. I was guided to the sheet of yellow copy paper covered with the anguished outpouring of a small boy's troubled heart. The words, "Dear Mom...Dear Daddy... I love you...I love you... I love you."