the first time i write something in english!
it’s the frist time i write something in english,because my english is poor,i eager to improve my english very much,but i’m so recreancethat somebody will sneer me,i have graduate one year from school,i couldn’t find a good job that important cause is my english is not well,i brace up to improve it,i hope somebody will help me,can you help me?
when i received a massage from one of my classmate,i hope it was just a joke,he told me that anther one of my classmate was died a few days ago,i couldn’t believe it,all of my classmates couldn’t believe it too,he is twenty seven years old,he is so young,he was graduated from college one year ago……
everyone heard the news said : it is not ture,it is just a joke, everyone hope that it is just a joke,but it is ture.
i hope you will happy in heaven,my dear friend!
Today , I finished my exam , I feel so relaxed now .
Before the exam , I’m really wouuied and anxious , I afraid that I can’t pass this exam , so I had studied hard for five days , so I was very busy and I couldn’t sleep well .
But today , I finished my first exam , and I feel I can paee the exam . I am waiting the result .
I like writing, and all of my writing is from the bottom of my heart. I write because I want to keep track record of my life and my thought. Therefore, my writing has intimate relationship with my life, my thought and every friend who runs into my life. Almost all the friends who come to my life and my inner world appear on my writing. However, my writing seldom gets attention from my friends. Few friends will know about them. Maybe that’s why I can write everything I want to write. Before I refuse to realveal any of my writing to my familiar persons who are around me, because there are too much inner secreat from my heart. I have no courage to anotomise myself before others. If so I will lose the feeling of safety. Gradually I no longer refuse the friends to read my articles. However, I am still inactive to reaveal my writing to my friends. If someone find them by himself, pay attention to them and read them silently, I will appreaciate him from the bottom of my heart, because that means he cares about me and my life. However, I hate everybody ask me any personal questions about my writing. The questions like “ Who is the boy you mention in your article? Who is your first lover? “ These are so disgustful questions that make you revolt against. The information in my writing is so personal and immanent that it’s unfit to discuss. You can read them silently, and from my writing you will know something about me. You can touch my heart from my writing. You can understand annother world about me and you’d better be moved by my writing. However, you can’t ask any questions, although you have so many questions to ask, although your curiosity is inspired, although you want to know more about details. If you want to get the answers, you can read between in lines with your heart, you can guess and finally maybe you can never get clear answers. Anyway, you can’t disturb me by those disgustful questions.
For me, there is two world——–reality and spirit. These two worlds go along with each other and affect each other. My spirit lead my reality and finally is influenced by my reality at the same time. However, in some way they are independent. In reality, I work, strive for money, just because money is the first important factor to make my life happy. However, in my spirit I persue something has nothing to do with money but priceless, such as love, freedom and interest. In reality, I need a relaxing life. I like talking with friends in a free and humorous way, because I feel easy and happy to live in this way. By constrast, in my spirit world I often think about the serious life philosophy, such as the attitude to life, the distillation of love, the sentiment about life. Generally speaking, my reality is live and busy full of persons coming and going. In contrast, my spirit world is quiet, alone and just belongs to myself. Every day I need time to spend along, doing something I like, such as reading and writing. I always keep a good habit of reading before sleep. Every night I lie in the bed with a comfortable posture, and then turn on the books I like, at that time my spirit is purified. In this way I get a wonderful soul comsolation. In my reality I seem to be an extravert. I can make friends with different people and get a lot of friends. I can be active in different occasions. However, only I know that I am endocentric when I face to myself only. I pay attention to my inner voice and persue inner world. However, I share my heart and soul with few friends in my reality, because I think it’s not fit to mix my two worlds. In my writing, there is a real me, showing up my spirit and soul, but few friends in my reality can share my writing. Because I turn to English writing from Chinese writing, I am more alone on the road to a magnificent spirit world. I even have no literary friend who can share the sentiment and technique of English writing. However, I never feel lonely, because I have so many strange readers, who can understand me, appreaciate my writing and keep encouraging me.
It’s the reality and spirit which go along each other make my life happy, full and perfect.
The liberties of a nation cannot be secure when the belief of god is abandoned.
Courage is resistance to fear ,mastery of fear -not absence of fear .
Let no one be willing to speak ill of absent.
If absolute power corrupts absolutely ,does absolute powerlessness make you pure ?
the true measure of a man is how he treat someone who can do him absolutely no good.
all paid job absorb and degrade the mind .
the two most abundant things in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity.
everyone is entitled to be stupid ,but some abuse the privilege.
academic and aristocratic people live in such an uncommon atmosphere that common sense can rarely reach them.
by stretching yourself beyond your perceived level of confidence you accelerate your development of competence.
