Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Sunday, 13 November 2011
tears2 go away
A dandelion lives as the dandelion, and a forget-me-not lives as a
forget-me-not. A plantain lives as a plantain. A plantain that lives on the
rough earth can only grow toughly, but on an oily earth, it grows in a
different style with deep meaning and sturdiness. No matter what, I don’t lose
my identity and I continue to live as a plantain. I learnt it there, that I
have to live like myself. I’m good at
enduring hunger and I’m good also at withstanding the cold. But there is one
thing that I absolutely cannot endure, when people that I love getting hurt
because of me. It isn’t something that can’t be solved by me trying my
hardness. Isn’t it a bit unfair this time? I’m not running away but I don’t
want more people Wednesday, 9 November 2011
Sweetheart
| The mr Teddy |
You look so beautiful today
When you're sitting there it's hard for me to look away
So i try to find the words that i could say
I know distance doesn't matter but you feel so far away
And I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight
Cause I just can't take it
You look so beautiful today
It's like every time I turn around I see your face
The thing I miss the most is waking up next to you
When I look into your eyes
Man, I wish that I could stay and I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight
And I
Cause I just can't take it
It's like every time I turn around I see your face
The thing I miss the most is waking up next to you
When I look into your eyes
Man, I wish that I could stay and I can't lie
Every time I leave my heart turns gray
And I wanna come back home to see your face tonight
And I
Cause I just can't take it
I know it feels like forever
I guess that's just the price I gotta pay
But when I come back home to feel your touch
Makes it better
Until that day
There's nothing else that I can do
And I just can't take it
I just can't take it
Another day without you with me
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But i can wait
I can wait forever
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| Thanks my Sweetheart,Joel |
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
another day without you with meWhen you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
Is like a blade that cuts right through me
But I can wait
I can wait forever
When you call my heart stops beating
When you're gone it won't stop bleeding
But I can wait
I can wait forever
my wish
I wish i could hear it everyday from him.Every night..can? It seem that 'you' don't like it too much but
you will do it for me right?It kind of "leceh" but..i really love to hear it from him..
Monday, 7 November 2011
Sunday, 6 November 2011
The Puppy
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign
advertising the 4 pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge
of his yard.
As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt tug on his overalls.
He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
"Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his
neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of
money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket,
he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've
got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.
The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed
something else stirring inside the doghouse.
Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller.
Down the ramp it slid. Then in a awkward manner, the little pup began
hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want
that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these
other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from
the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers.
In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg
attaching itself to a specially made shoe.
Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."
With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the
little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.
"How much?" asked the little boy.
"No charge," answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love."
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Beyond The Veil where the Angels Ascend
M: move out comfort zone only the you advance in life
I: ideal+action=positive result
R: remember who you are and never forgot where you come
from
A: as you become better share that wealth and knowledge with
other
C: cultivated love all around you
L: look listen and learn
E: everyone plays an important role in life,find your true purpose
Friday, 4 November 2011
The Buzz Of Life
Be thankful that sunrise and sunset are free, or else we couldn't afford them. Be thankful that behind every storm is surely the rainbow of hope and future sunshine.
Be thankful for mistakes because life would be boring if we are all perfect.
Be thankful for stress so that we can be reminded to relax and balance our life.
Have a thousand reasons to be thankful to God, because everything happens for a reason.
Thursday, 3 November 2011
The Encounters
The most unfortunate encounters are like those with fish bones.The longer the encounter,the more the fishy smell sticks with you.
Encounters to be most cautions about are like flower blossom..because it bring exuberance during full bloom,but discarded when wilted.
The most beautiful encounters are like those with handkerchiefs.
They will wipe away your sweat when are you tired,and your tears when you are sad.
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