25 3 / 2012

”Finally half a verse is written,untitled and not for you.After the Spring’s death no sakura remains and neither do memories.”

This is part of the lyrics of a song which I cannot translate the name.And its lyrics is really,really beautiful. I always find myself moved by this kind of sentence.

31 1 / 2012

"After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe."

Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Quiet World” (adapted from gammasandgerunds)

(via the-final-sentence)

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31 1 / 2012

Like,today is my birthday and this is a gift from my friend Chapter_Untitled.This scene is from a fan fiction named ‘Love,Insanity?’ written by Sephielya.J.Maxwell. I as well as my friend just like that novel too much!And of course I am very excited. I am thinking about asking for permission to show this picture to Miss Maxwell.:D How I wish I could draw too,but I really don’t have the talent.:(

Like,today is my birthday and this is a gift from my friend Chapter_Untitled.This scene is from a fan fiction named ‘Love,Insanity?’ written by Sephielya.J.Maxwell. I as well as my friend just like that novel too much!And of course I am very excited. I am thinking about asking for permission to show this picture to Miss Maxwell.:D How I wish I could draw too,but I really don’t have the talent.:(

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30 1 / 2012

Beautiful isn’t it?I made this sunflower and took the photo several months ago,I forget it.

Beautiful isn’t it?I made this sunflower and took the photo several months ago,I forget it.

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30 1 / 2012

Today I went to a bookstore and bought two books.One is written by Борис Леонидович Пастернек and the other is written by a Hong Kong writer.Also I came across several good ones yet I didn’t have enough money with me.The one written by the Chinese is really something great.The title is so attractive-MeiDan Shu.It’s not English of course and to be honest I don’t know the meaning but it’s simply attractive.Beautiful words about time,memories,life and death.Actually I found that I always feel moved when reading beautiful essays,especially ones about history.Historical stories are my favorite actually.Yesterday I took part in a hint fiction contest and wrote one I love.It’s something about the history,too.Maybe one day I would have the ability to translate it into English and post it somewhere,I mean in English not my mother tongue.That seems to be a big dream anyway.

And I can’t help thinking about the hint fiction I wrote yesterday.It looks like a picture,no longer a short story in my mind-

When you’re kissing your national flag,tears running down,your beloved one started  touching the flag gently,finally reached your lips.

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