2011年4月11日星期一

My day, My week, My Year

How many days, how many weeks are there in my year here in the States, I didn't count. 

"It is a far, far better thing that I do than I have ever done; it is a far, far better way that I go to than I have ever known."

This is the longest winter I've ever had in my life - from last November till March. This is also the longest spring I've I'd in my life - from last August I stepped on this amazing land till now while I am standing here.

The sun comes out after a brief drizzle. Birds whistles joyfully which announce the late coming of spring in Aberdeen. Every morning is a blessing and every season is spring. 

The sunshine is warm, the same now as a year ago when I first came with two suitcases from that faraway land.


During my winter trip to Florida,
He asked me: what
"I don't know." "Then what is ""I'm sorry I really don't know."

I didn't see so many stars at a time. That's not because stars do not exist but it's just simply covered.
What can you bring to that school as an ambassador of China? What can you bring back?
I still remember the question raised by the interviewer and the answer might have determined whether I was able to come to Northern or not.
 
It's awe-inspiring.


I am not here next year when you think of me if u will ever think of me. So

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.

I have in mind the poem by Christina Rosette.

Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad

And it will never be too late to counsel and pray. For I take my God with me and I leave my God to thee.

4/11/2011

Something I want to write by that time but stays incomplete, just leave it there, with time:

I will forget how I met with this and that ....
but I will remember how my pastor sacrificed her own to love us 
I will forget how .......not now, but at least someday.
That year the war of ....broke out ...
But I will remember how

5/13/2022

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