这个夏天，终究是要结束了。这里，又会安静很久。

看着那些过往的心情，我在想，很多很多年以后，会不会有一位白发苍苍的奶奶，对着屏幕，微笑的咀嚼着少女的心情，在她最美的时候，花是怎么在风中摇曳，在雨中凄美。

数日的躁热，总算要结束了。以往阳光灼热的下午，现在格外阴郁。我喜欢这种阴郁，甚至盼望着黑暗和暴雨来得更猛烈一点，彻底冲掉阳光的阴影。难道我不再爱夏天，爱夏天猛烈的阳光了么？人是会变的。

北京的秋天在等着我，秋天过后，我想要一个温暖的冬天。其实，哪里的秋天会有枫园那么美呢。在武大校园里秋日的阳光里，我曾经笑的那么幸福。看着照片上昨日的笑，我甚至觉得现在的我已经老了，那是最让我心动的画面，只属于我和你的画面。在那个遥远的国度，墨西哥湾的夕阳，深深刺痛我的眼。

我会如水，静如水，柔如水，灵如水。我也会如火，灼如火，炫如火，烈如火。是火让水蒸发，还是水让火熄灭？亦或是水火交融，谁能给我平静的幸福呢。

什么时候，都要听自己心的声音，哪怕孑然一身。

The 7th day of the 7th lunar month is none of my business. But the song Eternal Love( I translate it) recommended by Xuan reminds me of something. I play it cyclically all day, chewing the lyrics and thinking over it. Painted Heart is similar to this song in essence, but with different words. So I decide to celebrate the coming Chinese Valentine’s Day in this way.

I reviewed the movie Painted Skin tonight, which I watched one and a half year ago, and which successfully sed

I waked up from a bad dream but can’t help cheering up for it is just a dream, so far from the reality.

I ate delicious breakfast prepared by Dad, talked with him how this noodle and chicken soup could be more attractive if... while watching CCTV news about the celebrating activities for the coming National Day.

After that I opened the computer, ready to scan

On this desperately hot day, with the consistent pain, I want to type something, just type, as words flow from the tip of my figures. When people are strong, they strive for authority, but when they are weak, all they want is freedom. At special circumstances, they are so hopeless as to ask help from God. It's at that time that we know we are essentially common human beings. Hence, stay calm, be patient when you are crowded by flowers and compliment; keep smiling and indifferent when people or even God abandon you.

What the hell am I saying...

If you like dancing, then you are made for it!

The pith of dancing is pleasure, then excitement, then romance, finally confidence!

You are dancing with soul!

It doesn't matter your body cannot follow music, but your soul must do.

It makes me forget pains and get through sufferings, the balm of soul.

Festinating dance

Finally, I finished the five seasons of Desperate Housewives. A lot of thinking about it has twined in my mind during the past month. Thank those desperate housewives accompanying this desperate girl in this damn summer!

When I waked up from that disturbing dream, and saw the cell phone, I knew it’s you. Nobody else at that moment was in my mind. Anyway I sent a message to convince you are the one. Yes, you are the one all the time, from that first year to the rest of my life. As a matter of fact, I hope I could be quiet for a little time and make the cell phone calm. But you need me to be there, be somewhere you can reach. So you are trying to get through my phone to make me feel you.

Remember, no matter what happens and how things change, you are the one that would never disappear from my soul. Trust me~

It should have been a terrible afternoon. Luckily, that amazing brown sugar water saved me from the damn periodic pain. Thanks again.

In the past few days, I really had a good appetite and thus totally freed my stomach. Yeah, it's fantastic. Anyway, I enjoyed it and I would like to pay for it, whether in money or in figure.

This afternoon when I was watching American soap opera and enjoying good food, someone sent a message to warn me that if I keep doing this, the outcome will be bad and therefore ruin my beauty in his mind. You do not understand how much I was suffering at that very moment.

What I wonna say is, if you want to see beauties, then you can go to street or surf the Net

Listen, the sea is crying,

Who is hurting, but still indugled in dream…

Lately, I've formed a habit of translating Chinese songs into English. Of course, they are poor translations which only have and belong to one singer, Lovandy. Being sad and happy in the personal music world, I imagine and simile-that is so called YY. Anyway, I take delight in it.

She must be docile to you very much

She must follow your steps closely

Staying at home

If you cannot find a better listener, then say to yourself, rather than catching someone as your will. It's what I am doing. Nobody is better than a poor listener, or someone who does not understand you at all.

I love to share most of my feelings with Honey Jing, because she knows me, and particularly she knows how to respond to my thinking, which exactly proves her smartness and consideration. Lucky for me, she is so sincere to point out my weakness and gives nice advice.

Hiding myself quietly in this house in this summer, I seldom connect to her, so she does. We are involved with our own life, seeing different people and doing different things. Even actually I am always repeating every day and seeing the same people. Her life must be pretty wonderful, I think. Well, that's very good.

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