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  • 建立时间: 2007-12-13
  • 更新时间: 2008-05-16

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Take honour from me and my life is done. Welcome to my English blog in school net: http://210.42.38.138/blog/u/sunny/index.html

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  • The Wen Chuan earthquake

    2008-5-16

           What a big disaster China is suffering! These days, we hold various activities to contribute to the sufferers.Yesterday, a benefit concert was held to gather money for Si Chuan. Seniors sell their

    clothes, books, magazines, decorations, and other

    things. Then they will donate all the money from selling to people in the disaster. I am so proud of them. Before they leave school, they do a meaningful thing. Then these days, a call of donating blood is heard everywhere.This afternoon, an activity is held in front of the school library, in which students will donate blood.

          I heard from the broadcast that government officials ended their visits abroad ahead of time and returned home. From this we can see they attach great importance to the people.Then soldiers try different ways to approach the area where the earthquake happened. helicopter, tanks and so on.On TV, I saw boxes of drinking water were dropped down from planes. The water was really what the sufferers needed desparately. I feel happy that their basic needs can be met.

         It is also reported that many celebraties are donating money, among which Chengnong donated 10000thousand. He is a real superstar! Ordinary people are donating money too. Different government apartments, people in different financial conditions, people of different ages are doing the same thing at this crucial moment-helping the sufferers. I am proud of Chinese people.

  • My feelings about the blogs here

    2008-5-03

        Well, I get confused after reading articles in several blogs. Firstly I went to the blog of Daniel. He spoke beautiful and accurate English. However I could not read his latest article "be my guest".I think it was because the sentences were too brief. I hope I can get used to his style. That is my problem, not his. Then I went to the blog of a girl. She shared many personal feelings with us. However, the more I read, the more Chinglish I found in her articles. I was a little afraid that I could only learn Chinglish since I only had access to Chinglish in blogs. After that I went to scoundre1972's blog. He had written a lot, which I admired very much. Last time, I left a reply there. When I saw the message again, I found several silly mistakes in my writing. I felt ashamed of that. Then I realized I was wrong. Here, we are the same so I should not look down upon others'writing, even if they wrote Chinglish. I am among them. I am of no exception. It's difficult for us to get rid of Chinglish.  We have to pay special attention to it and resolve it gradually.

  • A mother's love

    2008-4-24

          Mother's Day is coming, this article is dedicated to all the great mothers.

          In this picture, we can see a mother who is very old, unable to see clearly, probably very weak. What else can you see? Do you see the inner world of a mother living in the countryside?Yes, I will tell you something about an ordinary mother, an ordinary woman among millions, my mom.

       She was born in the 1960s, and now she is at her fourty five. I see how she is getting older and older within years because of nonstop labor work. I can also see how she becomes more and more strong-willed with the change of the family.

       She was born in a farming family, which was decided by the unfair God. Though she struggled to finish her Junior High School education, she was unable to further more. In this case, she stayed in the countryside, and became a farmer. The farm work is hard, as you can imajine. However, she makes every effort to support the whole family, through working day and night. At last, both her daughters receive college education and become well-educated persons. What a great mother! She gave us life, and sends us to the world of knowledge. We not only gain flesh and blood from her, but also gain  souls.

      My mother just does most mothers in the countryside does. They are very very poor but they have broad mind. Maybe they can never eat delicious food throughout their life, just to support their children's tuition fees. My roomate Michelle's mom is in charge of a restunrant, and she works from 2:00am. In this way, she has sent three daughters to universities.You can imajine how hard a life she is living!

       Maybe in many people's mind, the image of a countryside woman is like this: Hard-working but dull,lacking of knowledge,  sometimes rude, and easy to quarrel with neighbourhood. In fact, they are the most unselfish group in the society. They are the most loving people in the world, and they are also playing the most moving figures in our life. Aren't they?

  • My knowledge gained of the Analects of Confucius(《论语》)

    2008-4-24

     

    Everyday at night before going to bed, I read a pericope of the Analects of Confucius.Everytime I read it, I regain the peace of my soul.the other day, I read the pericope of savoir-vivre,and shared it with friends here.I was so happy a friend said he learnt a lot from me. Reading the Analects of Confucius can make people of modern times wiser.Today I am gonna share some knowledge gained again.

       In mordern times many people feel they are unhappy,sometimes for no reasons, sometimes for many reasons.No matter what the reasons exactly are, we should know one of the reasons is that we are troubled by interests.Sometimes interests appear in a way of fame and gain.Sometimes they appear only in a way of the others' approval and praises and the the increase in your wealth. Confucius teaches us not to be so eager about interets. He looks down upon those eager interest pursuants. He believes persuing morality and justice.  Only with this self-cultivation, can a person make sacrifice to his country.

       Recently, many Chinese state they love their motherland,and can sacrifice to protect their motherland. In fact, in their real life, they spend most of their time on persuing the small benefits of their own. Concerning the national affairs and others' interests, they just show indifference.

       Though what Confucius teaches were mostly applied in his time, we can regain the power of soul to save the lost great morality and justice of a person in mordern times.

  • My happiness is gone

    2008-4-22

                                    

          Somewhere, sometime it is gone quietly.I even cannot grab the tail of happiness. It disappears in front of me. I keep quiet,all the time, not wanting to talk with anybody on anything. I just wander,wander,in a place where I cannot find the way home. Don't know why,don't want to reason why, the most familiar ones become strange, the most happy time becomes burden, the most valuable things become nothing. I talk, but on nonsense. I struggle to cheer up, but in vain. The idea of suicide enters my head, but I know I have to go on, go on living, creating and wishing one day, happiness comes back again. Why? I have to be back to my bad mood again and again? Why? I cannot slow down when I am reluctant to go on, why? the people betwwen me cannot give me courage. Why? Their behavīors influnce me badly. I don't know. Once more, I sit here, in front of the computer, asking questions...

         I shed tears but unhappiness keeps welling up. My heart is like a dark night, no light, no stars, as if I sink down in heaven. Life becomes valuableless, all the things attached to life become valuableless. I know I am suffering...Not from others, but from my soul, the dark spot of my soul. I can never,never weep it out,untill the day I die.I want to live on, but I don't know how to conquer unhappiness; I want to smile often, but I don't know how to make my soul clear and cheeful as ever;I want to make achievements, but I don't know how long and how far I can go. The uncertain and unknown part of my future occupies my mind and keeps me off happiness. I am here, begging, and wishing a little bit sunshine. But outside, it is dark night. Night comes.

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