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.
Friday, December 31, 2010
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.
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.
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…
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
Love you
Stacey
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