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My son
Pray: my son can become an excellent man. But what's his destiny. I just pray pray
2013-07-11
My sister-in-law is very good. When I meet some problems what I can't decide, I like talking over my problems with her. Although sometimes she gives me wrong advices, just like today. But I don't blame her because her attitude to me is so sincere and positive.
2013-07-08
i'm a little busy. i have too many things to do. i always feel that the time belonging to me is not enough. I must do my best to satisfy everyone or everything who I meet. Because meeting is a kind of lot. My life is short and my meeting with sb or sth is limited.
2013-07-06
Today it seems i see suddenly we needn't be perfect, but we should have a goal and possess positive attitude to life.We know we make progress every day. we should cherish what we possess. we should live a comfortable and neat life. Then we can calmly listen to the flow of time river, run, run, run, everyone is the passing traveller of the world. But some passing travellers are bright comets. Because of them, the planet becomes so wonderful and so energetic.
2013-07-05
Today i saw video of teaching english. i feel i'm so lucky to see so many wonderful lessons. i get what i want. i gain too much. i don't know whether others also see the videos. Well goes an English proverb, “ Live and learn
2013-07-04
The sky is falling down, so the rain is pouring down, rain,rain, rain, perhaps doomsday is coming on. run, run, but,but nowhere to run.
2013-07-02
My summer holiday begins. It will last for two months. I am so happy. During my holiday i can do what i want to do.
2013-06-26
It's very late, but i'm not willing to sleep. i just want to surf the internet. Tommorw i must get up early, because i will go to hospital for checking my body. Every year I do it.
2013-06-24
my frind's son got 44o points for his entrance examinatin for college. He is an excellent boy with his study, but he got a bad result because of his love affair.
hot
Today it's very hot. The noise of the traffic under the widow is loudy. My head is like a bottle full of glue. hum, hum