Thursday, June 2, 2011

Translation Exercise

明日歌 錢鶴灘

明日復明日,
明日何其多?
我生待明日,
萬事成蹉跎!
世人苦被明日累,
春去秋來老將至。
朝看水東流,
暮看日西墜。
百年明日能幾何?
請君聽我《明日歌》。


The Song for Next Day
by Qian Hetan

Next day and next day,
How many days come after?
If I wait for next day,
Nothing will be done!
People are sad for next day,
Getting old while seasons change.
In morning seeing the water flows to east,
In nightfall watching the sun falls to west.
How many tomorrows can we have?
Please listen to my “Next Day Song”.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

The world's happiest and safest people

Power comes from bravery. Bauhinia City (BC), as a financial centre in the Asia region, is one of the leading cities in the world. It runs all day and night without sleeping and it is always amazing to people who come to BC. In fact, the power of BC is from her bold people. People in the City are all soldiers. They have no fear to everything, they love to meet challenges and walk beyond the world .They boost the development of the city and make it stronger. Only if the citizens stay in the city, they will never be afraid. The strong people make the place better and a better place make the people even stronger.

When other people are scared of natural disaster, BC people never care about it. Earthquake? No worry. BC is built on a strong and massive earth`s crust far away from seismic zone. There never has earthquake. People don`t need to waste time on earthquake drill and just live in peace all day. Volcano? Oh are you kidding? There also has no volcano in BC. All the mountains are so peaceful and beautiful. People live with the mountains, hike on the mountains, and even raze it to provide extra lands for housing. How about Flooding? BC is near the sea, the people must have problem of flooding. Absolutely not! With good drainage, BC doesn`t face the problem of flooding, at least the water level never reaches to one or two meter which allows people to boat in the city. And you may have no idea .BC people love Typhoon the most. Not the weak one but the strong one. When the warning signal of Typhoon NO.8 to be shown, people don`t have to go school and work, and will have an extra holiday for them. That`s why people are keen on checking the Observatory website to see the routine of the typhoon when the Typhoon signal appears in the corner of the TV, and scream or pray that Typhoon NO.8 will be signed like the gamblers begging to win in a jockey race course. NO.8! NO.8! NO.8! Some of the BC people will even chase the typhoon in the seaside and feel the power of the wind. People from other countries may think that is weird but all of this behavior just because BC is so safe for the people there .They don`t need to worry their houses will be flowed away, and the islands around BC will protect the city from the threat of strong wind.

The place keeps the people safe for a long time. People in BC, therefore, become stronger than ever, and maybe the strongest in the world. They have no fear and don`t know what fear is. They do everything they want without hesitation. When the world is warning of global warming, the BC people keep using their air conditioner and their lovely car every day. When other people are under the problem of starvation, the BC people are only worried about the menu of the next meal. When other cities need to search a clean water source for living, the BC people keep enjoying their bubble bath at home. These are the brave soldiers in BC. They are never scared. Even if they hear the Fire Alarm, they won`t run away and just wait till the alarm stops. I`m sure you cannot find any other people are brave like them.

BC and her people are bonded together. From the great bravery of the BC people, BC becomes powerful nowadays. It seems impossible to take away their power because their strength comes from the land and the land makes them even stronger. All of them are born to be a soldier .And once the BC people stay in the land, they are the greatest army in the world and no one can be their enemy.

Friday, December 31, 2010

Sound of a sad girl

I have dreamt a lot tonight
To see you trick me and lie
Turn on the light to see the sky
Crying in the stary night

Close my eyes think you in mind.
Think of your talking and smile
Tell me all of that is fault
Stop me from doing so wrong

No one can be my shadow
No one can be pillow
Let me hide
Let me cry
Let me live

Rub out my behind and tear
Struggle all in my density
Sreaming out what in my heart
Fighting all about betrayal
I would like come to stand out
I would like to tell the world
Now,i am,
Now i am
Now I am brave
I will survive.

He is a soldier.

He is a soldier.
He was born to fight.
Fight in his career,
Fight in his density,
Fight in his world,

He is a soldier.
He clothes in strong , dark armor gifted from Apollo,
which can protect from all attack and harm.
He got eyes of wisdom from Athena,
which can see through everything.
He got wings from Nike,
which can fly rapidly like a shooting star.

He is a soldier.
His honorable blood holds his dignity.
His wisdom holds his justice.
His confidence holds his bravery to carry on.
He never stops.

His heart is strong.
As hard as a stone.
Nothing can make him scared.
Nothing can make him stop.
Who is he?
He is a soldier.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

A night of Black

Close my eyes,
my soul was falling.
"I love you a lot"
"You are my angel"
a lot of chips came to my mind.
i could smell them,
i could hear them,
and i could even touch them.
A man of shadow
spoke to me with honest eyes.
shiny,
pure.
I could nearly touch his heart.
Even it is a dream but it is good in memory.
I was being in peace and joy.
BOMB!
An angel flied to my night,
gentle,sweet,warm.
But the truth from her mouth was like a sword.
It hurt my soul unreservedly.
My heart was dipped into blood and tears.
I couldn`t believe what i heard.
Every word from him was faked.
My heart was nearly in hell.
I screamed,
I cursed,
I burnt myself into anger.
The pain made my heart die.
When i opened my eyes,
everything was gone.
Are they real?
Who knows?Maybe.
And this
is only a night of black.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Our Paradise - Kashmir

Kashmir, a name I had never noticed, until I met him. He is from a noble family in Kashmir and he is the one who has been being in my heart. Trying my hand to know more about him, I asked him about his homeland. And there is what he has told me:


Kashmir is a really beautiful and haunting place in the world. When you are in the midst of the nature of Kashmir, troubles and sadness are left behind. It is on the northern of India where adjoins the Himalayan Mountains. It consists of three regions: Jammu, Kashmir valley and Ladakh. My home is in a city of Kashmir valley where is called Srinagar, it is the summer capital while Jammu is the winter capital.

Kashmir weather is quite different from India. There is always cool and cold. Even in summer, you should expect to wear a sweater when you go outside. Kashmir keeps showing her breathtaking beauty whenever in the four seasons. In spring, the whole Kashmir is blanked in green grass. Flowers blossom everywhere. Yellow, pink, white, red….It is a perfume-ridden garden. At summer, the climate becomes cosy. It is the best time to pole a punt in Dal Lake. The water is as clear as a glass. Hillocks, banks and the sky…all are reflected in the water. You can also see the houseboats on the lake. They are like hotels for travelers to live. Houseboat is the unique attraction of the Dal Lake. In autumn, Kashmir gets covered in the hues of first gold, then russet and then red while in winter, the climate becomes inclement. Snow covers every corner of Kashmir. (If I were there, I couldn`t stop to shiver! ) In this time, Kashmir is just like a kingdom of snow in fairy tale.

People with different languages and regions gather in Kashmir. They mostly believe in Islam, Hinduism and Buddhism. I know most of the people in Srinagar are Muslims, just like what my family and I are. And there are four main languages used by indigenous people. They are Kashmiri, Hindi, Urdu, and English. Kashmiri lead a simple live in their hometown. Despite of striving for living every day, they have devotion of serenity and their region. Grins always appear on their faces. Most of them are farmers and sheepmen. It is easy for you to see orchards and sheep flocking there. Kashmir is famed for its Cashmere wool, organic fruit and vegetable. Those products are exported to all over the world. They support the Kashmir`s economy. Moreover, Kashmir fancywork is also well-known. There are beautiful scarves, carpets and cushions with traditional Kashmir patterns. All our lifeblood is in Kashmir. Wherever I am, this is my home.


What a pity to be unused to travelling in Kashmir! If I were there, I would look around in astonishment for its magnificent beauty. It is not easy to find somewhere pure, peaceful and natural like Kashmir. I have an urge to visit there to experience the life that he had. For me, Kashmir is not only a paradise on the earth but also a paradise of love, a place where we will stay together…

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Hi,my dear friends.No matter i know you or not,when you come to my blog,this is the destiny.I am not going to share my stuffy dairy here.This is the place for me to practice my English and writing skills.Welcome to share your feelings.It will be important for my work.

Love you
Stacey