One of the most important things for me is respect. I will show my respect to others, if they are worthy of respect. And I also want others to respect me, espectially my friends.

 

we should not turn up our noses at somebody only because he is not rich or didn't at his best for the moment, or somply because they have different ways of living. There may be so called 'strong' people. They may be more successful than their peers simply because they caught the opportunities or they put more effoerts on their job. They can gain others' respect without any question. However, they have no right to look down upon others who are not simply social climbers. you may be choose to be a president, if you think you are so capable, but you have no right to discriminate those who choose to be a common citizen, if they themselves like to be a citizen, instead of a president. Besides, a citizen is not necessarily inferior to a president, and a citizen can also ha

Today is chinese valentine's day. this year, it seems that people pay much attention to this festival. The legend of Niu Lang and Zhi Nv once again touches the hearts of lovers. today, coincidentally, I watched the movie Breakfast at the Tiffany's. A girl who never believes in true love find her true love in the end. there is one line which impressed me most, that is, people do belong to each other. 

 

Love, has been the theme of all the arts in human history. poems, novels, songs, music, legends, movies and even myths. it is mysterious as well as temptable. it is like magic, giving people happiness and sadness. people can forget themselves for the sake of their love

You may wait, but time won't. you don't want to change, but changes will come no matter you like it or not. it is time for me to really grow up and shoulder my responsibilities as a daughter and member of society. so though the weather is hot, just stay cool in your heart. fight for the exam, and fight for the future!

 

What is the difference between ordinary and extrordinary? I ask myself. However, it has never occurred to me that the answer is in fact extreamly easy. the difference lies in the extra effort you make. make extra effort, you will change from ordinary to extrordinary. just do it! remember: the most tragic thing is to be ordinary!

Though I have been doing translation exercises for almost a year, I never translate a piece for publication, just for exercise, for assignment. In other words, I never do one translation for myself, but for the teachers. This time, as a volunteer work, I am doing the translation for Friends of Nature, one of the nation's most influencial NGO. However, I found it much more difficult a job to do. My lack of vocabulary, my insufficient knowledge reserve, and my decreased quality of chinese got their way to disturb.

After three years of studying, I have to ask the question again: what have you got in your college? What do you have to rely on to make a living when out of school?

I don't want to be a robot, that kind of life is boring and stifling, but I don't want to be an idiot either, this kind of life is meaningless.

Get lost in my own thinking. Continue translation. I will try to translate for myself from today on, and hope to get one work published

I want to forget everything, and I try my best. However, it suddenly occurrs to me that life can not be forgtten, no matter how hard you try, something will come back to you one day, and the old feelings are as new as before. To forget is only a way of escape. Why escape? Why not face it? Escape is not a positive and constructive way of doing things, and you have escaped a lot of times. where else have you still been able to go? No way out. Face life, see it as it  should be, and do not imagine things. Know yourself. If you are not really good, admit it, do not pretend, and try to improve. Let it be, and don't let it go. Don't let go of chances, don't let go of your Mr. right, and don't let go of happiness.

Face it and just do it!

Since we do not have writing class from this semester on, I will take this blog as a way to maintain or improve my writing ability, so some of my friends maybe frustrated because they want to see my chinese essays. I have to

In a mass. Last weekend, putting all the homework and things aside, I went to be the judge of the speech contest for primary and middle school students. Two busy days, but the kids are very smart and lovely. For the first time, I perform the task of a teacher who is sitting in front of the students and listen to their speech and ask questions and give them scores, exactly like what we do in our oral English examination. For the first time, I know how I get my marks. In fact, in most of the cases, you can only get an ordinary mark if you are not too outstanding. If you are not too outstanding, the chances for you are not very fair, sometimes, those who are in  the same level with you or even not as good as you can get much better result than you. There is really luck involved. So, if you want to be fair, to be outstanding.

After two days of working, I was completely worn out, but in front of me, there are verious papers waiting. How I hope I can have a good sleep!

Accompanied by Jingjing, who is also great fans of Mr.He, we entered the Arabic building as soon as we came back from the interview. The Arabic building is always myterious to us, for we seldom have the chance to visit that building. Taking this chance, we had a good look at the building. Step by step, we are approaching the teacher's office. Though we knew that probably Mr. He was not in the office, we still  harbored a little hope. Since we were not familiar with the building, we lost the way and couldn't find the office. Looking through the window, I saw there was an old teacher in a room, sitting beside a desk. On the desk, there was a chinese national flag. I knocked at the door and asked about the location of that office. Surprisingly, she said that room was the office we were looking for.  Then my first reaction was that she must be another teacher in  the same office with He. But before I opened my mouth, Jing told her that we were coming to send invitation

There is a kind of people who are extremely like robots. Driven by profits, or in their words, their dreams, they behave like robots everyday, not knowing what pleasure is, not knowing what communication is, except when they have to deal with people  to gain something, and they are really good at it! For them, there is no friendship, and the relationship among people is nothing but  business and exchange.  To some extent, they have no emotions torwards others just as robots do. What is more, they are quite competitive. All the time, they are putting their eyes on others and getting jealous of others no matter in what aspects. And then, they begin to compete with them secrectly. Sometims they are so fasinated with their goal to win that they even lose the desire to eat and sleep, which makes them more close to robots. Living such a life, I really cann't imagain! Is it life? A life wothout nothing in it but working and competing! Even they become the winners in their