Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Just now , I receive the book "a short history for nearly everything" "underwater adventrue" "the Da Vinci code", from amazon, hehe so happy about it, I was really afraid that I lost them in the messy mail-box room of container
Just now , I receive the book "a short history for nearly everything" "underwater adventrue" "the Da Vinci code", from amazon, hehe so happy about it, I was really afraid that I lost them in the messy mail-box room of container.
Just now , I receive the book "a short history for nearly everything" "underwater adventrue" "the Da Vinci code", from amazon, hehe so happy about it, I was really afraid that I lost them in the messy mail-box room of container.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
a poem that I love, from Robert Frost
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Sunday, August 22, 2004
I went to the church today, it was a little bit different, the place was full of candlelights in the center , and we were sitting on the ground surrounding them.As usual , we prayed and chorused, and the theme for today is how to make life simpler. And we have about 10 minutes to think about our own life and how to simplify it and control our desires. With the light off, and only the candlelight flickering around, I really think that my ego can't be simplier any more. All the things that I used to be bothered about, seems to be so far away. It is totally not like the shunning of the reality and problems, it is like a whole new angle of view that you never used with your life.
It was a pretty amazing experience to a non-christian like me, although later today I forget all the simplicity of life thing that I figured out at that time^_^.
This is a article I read that is quite encouraging, share with you:
If I were a boy again, I would practice perseverance more often, and never give up a thing because it was or inconvenient. If we want light, we must conquer darkness. Perseverance can sometimes equal genius in its results. “There are only two creatures,” says a proverb, “who can surmount the pyramids?the eagle and the snail.”
If I were a boy again, I would school myself into a habit of attention; I would let nothing come between me and the subject in hand. I would remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once. The habit of attention becomes part of our life, if we begin early enough. I often hear grown up people say “ I could not fix my attention on the sermon or book, although I wished to do so”, and the reason is, the habit was not formed in youth.
If I were to live my life over again, I would pay more attention to the cultivation of the memory. I would strengthen that faculty by every possible means, and on every possible occasion. It takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately; but memory soon helps itself, and gives very little trouble. It only needs early cultivation to become a power.
If I were a boy again, I would cultivate courage. “Nothing is so mild and gentle as courage, nothing so cruel and pitiless as cowardice,” says a wise author. We too often borrow trouble, and anticipate that may never appear.” The fear of ill exceeds the ill we fear.” Dangers will arise in any career, but presence of mind will often conquer the worst of them. Be prepared for any fate, and there is no harm to be feared.
If I were a boy again, I would look on the cheerful side. Life is very much like a mirror: if you smile upon it, I smiles back upon you; but if you frown and look doubtful on it, you will get a similar look in return. Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but of all that come in contact with it. “ who shuts love out ,in turn shall be shut out from love.”
If I were a boy again, I would school myself to say no more often. I might write pages on the importance of learning very early in life to gain that point where a young boy can stand erect, and decline doing an unworthy act because it is unworthy.
If I were a boy again, I would demand of myself more courtesy towards my companions and friends, and indeed towards strangers as well. The smallest courtesies along the rough roads of life are like the little birds that sing to us all winter long, and make that season of ice and snow more endurable. Finally, instead of trying hard to be happy, as if that were the sole purpose of life, I would , if I were a boy again, I would still try harder to make others happy.
It was a pretty amazing experience to a non-christian like me, although later today I forget all the simplicity of life thing that I figured out at that time^_^.
This is a article I read that is quite encouraging, share with you:
If I were a boy again, I would practice perseverance more often, and never give up a thing because it was or inconvenient. If we want light, we must conquer darkness. Perseverance can sometimes equal genius in its results. “There are only two creatures,” says a proverb, “who can surmount the pyramids?the eagle and the snail.”
If I were a boy again, I would school myself into a habit of attention; I would let nothing come between me and the subject in hand. I would remember that a good skater never tries to skate in two directions at once. The habit of attention becomes part of our life, if we begin early enough. I often hear grown up people say “ I could not fix my attention on the sermon or book, although I wished to do so”, and the reason is, the habit was not formed in youth.
If I were to live my life over again, I would pay more attention to the cultivation of the memory. I would strengthen that faculty by every possible means, and on every possible occasion. It takes a little hard work at first to remember things accurately; but memory soon helps itself, and gives very little trouble. It only needs early cultivation to become a power.
If I were a boy again, I would cultivate courage. “Nothing is so mild and gentle as courage, nothing so cruel and pitiless as cowardice,” says a wise author. We too often borrow trouble, and anticipate that may never appear.” The fear of ill exceeds the ill we fear.” Dangers will arise in any career, but presence of mind will often conquer the worst of them. Be prepared for any fate, and there is no harm to be feared.
If I were a boy again, I would look on the cheerful side. Life is very much like a mirror: if you smile upon it, I smiles back upon you; but if you frown and look doubtful on it, you will get a similar look in return. Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but of all that come in contact with it. “ who shuts love out ,in turn shall be shut out from love.”
If I were a boy again, I would school myself to say no more often. I might write pages on the importance of learning very early in life to gain that point where a young boy can stand erect, and decline doing an unworthy act because it is unworthy.
If I were a boy again, I would demand of myself more courtesy towards my companions and friends, and indeed towards strangers as well. The smallest courtesies along the rough roads of life are like the little birds that sing to us all winter long, and make that season of ice and snow more endurable. Finally, instead of trying hard to be happy, as if that were the sole purpose of life, I would , if I were a boy again, I would still try harder to make others happy.
Thursday, August 19, 2004
I just made a decision of not going to Germany with my friends , It is not easy to give up the chance of enjoying the amazing view of Rhine , moreover ,it is with some of my best friends.
However, still I believe that I made the right decision.
See, spss, what I give up for you....., and I will get what I want ,for the sake of what I give up.
But I can still continue my virtue globe travelling in the book I mentioned.I will do the same thing in my life, or better. I have had that dream when I saw "Hal and Roger" 10 years ago. In fact, a bunch of dreams at that time were trapped in a corner of mind. It is the right time to release now.
Ok, let me post one of my favorite poem here:
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.
However, still I believe that I made the right decision.
See, spss, what I give up for you....., and I will get what I want ,for the sake of what I give up.
But I can still continue my virtue globe travelling in the book I mentioned.I will do the same thing in my life, or better. I have had that dream when I saw "Hal and Roger" 10 years ago. In fact, a bunch of dreams at that time were trapped in a corner of mind. It is the right time to release now.
Ok, let me post one of my favorite poem here:
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.
I just saw a email forwarded by my friend, it is like a encouraging farewell letter for the graduates. I appreciate it very much, and share it here:
For the past two years, all of you have been learning new things, you have been traveling to new places, you have been meeting new people, and you have seen many different things. And yet, you might ask, "what should I do next?"
You are afraid. You are afraid to leave. You are afraid that everything you have done will be useless. You are afraid because you think that you are not the best student. You are afraid because of your scores. One thing that you can do first, among the many things, is to be proud.
What ever you have studied, you have to be proud with your effort. You might feel that your effort is not good enough, but you should be proud to be graduates of TU Delft because you may be the first person in your family to graduate a master degree. You might be the pioneer for your cousins, brothers, sisters and even your children in the future. You might think that your effort is nothing or useless, but be aware that the last two years can be the most important phase in your life. You will never know that the path you have chosen so far will influence others. They might choose the same path, they might climb the same ladder, and they might share the same motivation and spirit. You will never know. One thing for sure,It is very special.
Thirty years from now?you might still remember the names of your classmates. You might still remember the most beautiful girl in your faculty, or you might still remember all of your scores? Will your scores be so important? It is not your scores that will define you. It is the efforts to get the scores that matters. Scores are only number,but your knowledge, your experience, your new friends, your interest are more than just numbers.What should you do next?
A very simple question can also have simple answers. Be your self. No matter who you are and what scores you get?.Be your self?.Do what you like to do. Do what you know best. Experience new things.When you open your window next morning, or when you go to new places, you will see that the world is there for you. It waits for your accomplishment; it waits for your efforts. The world will be your "new classroom", full of teachers, full of exams, full of classmates?day after day, year after year.?
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Yes my friend, you might have finished your thesis and you might graduate today, but learning never ends. What should you do next?
It is you who knows the answer. You will decide who you are going to be and where do you want to go. If you cannot see any path, don't ever think that God did not show you the way. He might want you to create your own path, and leave your own trail on it, so others might follow.
When your children go to college, please remember this day, your graduation day, remember your pride, and remember your accomplishment.
Good luck Class of 2002!!!
For the past two years, all of you have been learning new things, you have been traveling to new places, you have been meeting new people, and you have seen many different things. And yet, you might ask, "what should I do next?"
You are afraid. You are afraid to leave. You are afraid that everything you have done will be useless. You are afraid because you think that you are not the best student. You are afraid because of your scores. One thing that you can do first, among the many things, is to be proud.
What ever you have studied, you have to be proud with your effort. You might feel that your effort is not good enough, but you should be proud to be graduates of TU Delft because you may be the first person in your family to graduate a master degree. You might be the pioneer for your cousins, brothers, sisters and even your children in the future. You might think that your effort is nothing or useless, but be aware that the last two years can be the most important phase in your life. You will never know that the path you have chosen so far will influence others. They might choose the same path, they might climb the same ladder, and they might share the same motivation and spirit. You will never know. One thing for sure,It is very special.
Thirty years from now?you might still remember the names of your classmates. You might still remember the most beautiful girl in your faculty, or you might still remember all of your scores? Will your scores be so important? It is not your scores that will define you. It is the efforts to get the scores that matters. Scores are only number,but your knowledge, your experience, your new friends, your interest are more than just numbers.What should you do next?
A very simple question can also have simple answers. Be your self. No matter who you are and what scores you get?.Be your self?.Do what you like to do. Do what you know best. Experience new things.When you open your window next morning, or when you go to new places, you will see that the world is there for you. It waits for your accomplishment; it waits for your efforts. The world will be your "new classroom", full of teachers, full of exams, full of classmates?day after day, year after year.?
?
Yes my friend, you might have finished your thesis and you might graduate today, but learning never ends. What should you do next?
It is you who knows the answer. You will decide who you are going to be and where do you want to go. If you cannot see any path, don't ever think that God did not show you the way. He might want you to create your own path, and leave your own trail on it, so others might follow.
When your children go to college, please remember this day, your graduation day, remember your pride, and remember your accomplishment.
Good luck Class of 2002!!!
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Most of the times , I really don't like to force others to do somethings they don't want to, that is only because I hate the feeling of forcing by others. However, as time passes by, I realize that people are so irrational that they almost never know what they really want...... so people should be forced,even myself.
I begin to read a book, named "Travel around the world with 3000 dollar, which is kinda of popular in China. I have only finished a couple of pages, so still don't know if it is worthy to read, but at least I start to feel the author's passion......
I begin to read a book, named "Travel around the world with 3000 dollar, which is kinda of popular in China. I have only finished a couple of pages, so still don't know if it is worthy to read, but at least I start to feel the author's passion......
Superman-five for fighting
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
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I began to love this song at the very moment that I heard it.Level with myself, I don't know exactly why......
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
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I began to love this song at the very moment that I heard it.Level with myself, I don't know exactly why......
Sunday, May 23, 2004
Blog is so amazing.At first, I read a brilliant article about the sitcom Friends.It felt wonderful when I read this article from www.friends6.com,for a long time, I was trying to express my sorrow and disappointment about the leaving of the 6 "strangest" close friends, and also for the influence they bring to mylife.But I didn't have time to write it down. While reading this article, I felt like " that is it,that is exactly what I want to say", so after finishing this article,I tried to get to know something more about the author. So I went to her blog,read other things about her life,hobby,and feeling, and knew that she is a woman at my age, who almost has a perfect status(as far as I read about).See, blog is connecting everyone together.
Moreover, I plan to know someone who is advanced in python learning, and want to share their experience about it ,through blog, it is so easy!!!!
so now my msn title is amazing!!!
Moreover, I plan to know someone who is advanced in python learning, and want to share their experience about it ,through blog, it is so easy!!!!
so now my msn title is amazing!!!
Saturday, May 08, 2004
In the last month, I went to belgium,planned to go to Germany(but not, because of the bad weather),went climbing every wednesday,held a tripleparty,but , I didn't update my blog,feel so guilty about this, It is still not a habit for me to write something everyday. In fact it feels very good to write something at the end of each days, probably that is the only time in a day for me to think about something for my life, or aware of some feelings of mine.However, some times, I just don't want to write, yes, just DON'T want to write. It is just like the feeling that :you are at a party,or dinner,every one is joking ,laughing, but you are the only one keeping silence, just smiling, and observing others, people ask you why you are so quiet, "I just don't want to say" you answered with a tender smile.
Yes, exactly like that.
hard to understand? No hehe
Today's chatting with Zhan Jiang make me really really miss my home,(hi man, why you keep on talking about going home thing!!!) in addition, it will be the Mother's day this Sunday, I hope I can do something for my mother, but no way,
sigh......
Yes, exactly like that.
hard to understand? No hehe
Today's chatting with Zhan Jiang make me really really miss my home,(hi man, why you keep on talking about going home thing!!!) in addition, it will be the Mother's day this Sunday, I hope I can do something for my mother, but no way,
sigh......
