圣人的鞋子

Shoes


As Gandhi stepped aboard a train one day, one of his shoes slipped off and landed on the track. He was unable to retrieve it as the train was moving. To the amazement of his companions, Gandhi calmly took off his another shoe and threw it back along the track to land close to the first. Asked by a fellow passenger why he did so, Gandhi smiled. “The poor man who finds the shoe lying on the track”, he replied, “will now have a pair to wear.”
　　　　　　　　　　
　　　　　Quoted from The Little, Brown Book of Anecdotes

Feelings of Jazz(爵士风情)

Last month, California hosts the 49th annual Monterey Jazz Festival, featuring lots of jazz piano Legends, among which I favorite Oscar Peterson and Dave Brubeck.
与有词有曲的歌曲相比，我认为纯音乐作品给人们带来的想象空间更加广泛。尤其是Oscar Peterson那样喜欢不拘一格运用各种音乐体裁来丰富其表演内涵的天才爵士钢琴家，更是以生动多变的即兴演奏同事征服了传统和现代爵士乐迷的心。在持之以恒的摇摆精神中，他总能通过紧紧把握住时代潮流的脉动，以致于数十年来在乐坛的地位始终屹立不倒。作为一位殿堂级的音乐大师，他那无拘无束、自由写意的演奏方式，总能将我心头的压力彻底消除



他的一生极富传奇色彩，By his early twenties, Peterson was playing in a trio at the Alberta Lounge in his hometown of Montreal, Quebec. One day, well-known producer Norman Granz, heading out of Montreal in a taxi on his way to the airport, heard Peterson’s trio on the car radio, live from the jazz club. He was son enchanted with the sound that he demanded the driver turn around and take him to see the musicians. After that, Peterson became a legend. Duke Ellington recognized his talent, calling Peterson the “Maharajah (King) of the Keyboard.”


我以为Jazz的魅力很大程度上在于它是一门表达情感与情绪的艺术。许多爵士乐手一生都在述说着人世间的喜、怒、哀、乐。爵士乐需要的是一种亲和力，貌似平凡的充满阳光般喜悦的人Dave Brubeck缔造了爵士乐坛最为本色的声音。 Dave Brubeck是唯一一位赢得国际声誉的西海岸风格的爵士钢琴手。他的作品中充满了古典音乐的痕迹，是爵士乐与流行乐的完美组合。 Dave Brubeck四重奏成为了爵士乐的瑰宝，而同样能体现Dave Brubeck个性与才华的还有他的独奏作品。然而他的独奏作品大部分是在家中完成的，于是作品的画龙点睛之处便具备了即兴与真情的实感，这才使得Dave Brubeck的音乐长盛不衰。
Still working at a hearty 84, Brubeck performs 80 concerts a year. During his latest concerts, the one piece he’s sure to do is “Take Five” the million-seller penned in 1959 that has come to define Brubeck’s music. “We play it differently every time we play it,” says Brubeck. “So I never get tired of playing it. That’s the beauty of jazz.” He grew up learning classical piano from his mother. He would memorize Bahe and Beethoven to appease her, but jazz was his love. While most players were being influenced by the hard-charging bebop that permeated the scene during the late’40s and 50s, Brubeck’s quartet experimented with syncopated rhythms unusual time signatures and two tone harmonies, Brubeck “probably brought more people into the music than anybody I can think of,” says Dan Morgenstern, director of the institute of Jazz Studies at Rutgers University. “For some reason or other his music connects with people.”

羲之学钟，功夫过之

在众多书法名家中，我最喜欢王羲之，不仅是因为他那誉为“天下第一行书”的《兰亭序》。而是其好学精神。
羲之少时从卫夫人学习书法，并历览名家法帖。近而游遍名山，寻访李斯，曹喜等名家，后至许昌，见钟繇、梁鹄书，又至洛下见蔡邕石经，又于从兄洽处见张昶《华岳碑》，始知学卫夫人书，徒费年月耳。王羲之学习书法从不满足的精神。虽有家学，虽有老师的指点，但不是师法一家，而是博采历代书家之长，多方面继承传统。这是他在书法方面取得杰出成就的原因之一。
　《兰亭序》就是他晚年的得意之作。 《兰亭序》晋朝人叫《临河序》，计二十八行，三百二十四字，据说，东晋永和九年（公元三五三年）三月三日，天朗气清，惠风和畅，王羲之与谢安、孙绰等四十一人在山阴兰亭流觞饮酒，赋诗唱和。王羲之面对良辰美景、高朋挚友，用蚕茧纸、鼠须笔，乘兴写下了这篇“遒媚劲健，绝代更无”的序文，王羲之回家后又重写了数十遍，皆不如原稿，所以他自己也特别爱重，交付子孙传藏，传至王羲之七世孙智永，无嗣，交弟子辩才保存，唐太宗李世民酷爱王羲之书法，千方百计得到了《兰亭序》，常常“置之座侧，朝夕观览”。贞观十年（公元六三六年），让冯承素、虞世南、褚遂良等书家摹拓十本以赐近臣，死后把真迹带进昭陵作为陪葬品。所以我们现在已经无法看到《兰亭序》的真迹，只能看到下真迹一等的唐摹本。《兰亭序》结体欹侧多姿，错落有致，千变万化，曲尽其态，帖中二十个“之”字皆别具姿态，无一雷同。用笔以中锋立骨，侧笔取妍，有时藏蕴含蓄，有时锋芒毕露。尤其是章法，从头至尾，笔意顾盼，朝向偃仰，疏朗通透，形断意连，气韵生动，风神潇洒，所以明末董其昌在《画禅室随笔》中说：“右军《兰亭序》章法古今第一，其字皆映带而生，或大或小，随手所出，皆入法则，所以为神品也。”最难能可贵的是，从《兰亭序》那“不激不厉”的风格中，蕴藏着作者圆熟的笔墨技巧、深厚的传统功力、广博的文化素养和高尚的艺术情操。

书法逸趣

　　犹记得儿时“涂鸦”，大姐手把手教我写字的情景，也许是识字过早的缘故，汉字已融入我的血液，尽管后来纵览外文经典，研习英语，学习英美文化，那横平竖直的“方块字”仍然是我的最爱。
　　虽然俗务缠身，我仍会抽出时间，手执羊毫，闻着沁人心渒的墨香，仿佛入了仙境。书法世界如天地自然世界，无不应有尽有。古人书写的正是这个大千世界，万物毕罗取之不尽的宝库。鲁迅先生说过，“中国文字，就是画。”一语道破书法的艺术性。象形、独体、方块，看古篆、甲骨文、金文、石鼓，从天地日月、山川河流，到草、森林、鸟、兽、虫、鱼，依样画出即字，古代的巴比伦、鳊文都是如此，但后来易弦改辙，走向另一条路。唯有我们的先贤不忘传统，根据六书的原则，日渐改进，臻于完善，至今成为世界上最富有艺术性的文字，并推行到六十多个国家，足使国人自豪与骄傲。
　　习读上古医书时，得长寿之道在于专注。读书要专注，医道亦然。专注有抵御一切外来干扰的能力，保持良好心态，气心通畅。书潮修养，大约喜怒无常、多愁欠健康失，总是欠修养的人。书法则是最佳的锻炼，常每书一字，汗水淋淋；傅山云：“写小楷须用大力拄笔著纸，如以千金铁拄地。”苦练成精金，其是之谓欤？书艺纵的宽慰、快乐、防病、祛病、长寿之力，就是如此的大。
　　除了强身健体的功效外，书法中还蕴含颇多作人的道理。“言为心声，书为心画”，笔正人正，骗不得人。诗文，书法都是一脉。岳飞、文天祥、傅山所作的诗文，所写的字，一如其人，劲健挺拗，坚质豪气，一派高风亮节。奴人只有奴字，站不起来，如偃王之无骨。僧人诗、字，充满了佛气，理之固然。历代书家中，如钟繇，颜真卿，黄庭坚等人无不重视作人一着。有的虽未明言，而其本人便是作人的楷模，如王羲之、王献之、 刘墉、颜鲁公诸名贤的行径。 “作字先作人，人奇字自古”，作人和作字的关系就是这样如胶似漆的紧密。
　　其实，书法与绘画、诗歌、音乐、舞蹈、戏曲、天文、地理、宗教、哲学兵法以至跳水、体操、拳击、御射等都有深厚的渊源，它们都是书艺的宝贵营养。 多学一门知识学问，多一份经验阅历，书法便多一种营养、滋补，愈见其淳厚，愈见其精神，体会不尽。学海无涯，艺道无穷。

An Unforgettable Song

《斯卡波罗集市》Scarborough Fair

歌手：Simon & Garfunkle

喜欢优美的吉他弹奏，喜欢《斯卡波罗集市》的优美意境。在都市的喧嚣中，每当听到这首曲子，我便沉浸在那份淡淡的怀旧气氛中，感受那种失去已久的宁静。

开头唱到，Are you going to Scarborough Fair？但是没有人知道集市在什么地方.......
中世纪的苏格兰,迷失的士兵，它是一首谜歌
淡淡的忧伤自然倾泻，情绪的感染铺天盖地。
舒缓的吉他拨动回忆，充满着对甜蜜过去追忆，有时候我不禁会思考，记得一个人是否是一种不堪的负担？
心灵之镜积满了灰尘，就要面对过去，一一擦拭，于是这些回忆注定朦胧，贴在记忆里酝酿永恒。

问君所至，是否如适。 Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

蕙兰芫荽，郁郁香芷。 Parsely sage rosemary and thyme.

彼方淑女，凭君寄辞。 Remember me to one who lives there.

伊人曾在，与我相知。 She once was a true love of mine.

嘱彼佳人，备我衣缁。 Tell her to make me a cambric shirt.

蕙兰芫荽，郁郁香芷。 Parsely sage rosemary and thyme.

勿用针砧，无隙无疵。 Without no seams nor needle work.

伊人何在，慰我相思。 Then she will be a true love of mine.

（伴唱）彼山之阴，深林荒址。 On the side of hill in the deep forest green,

冬寻毡毯，老雀燕子。 Tracing of sparrow on snow crested brown.

雪覆四野，高山迟滞。 Blankets and bed clothers the child of maintain

眠而不觉，寒笳清嘶。 Sleeps unawafe of the clarion call.

嘱彼佳人，营我家室。 Tell her to find me an acre of land.

蕙兰芫荽，郁郁香芷。 Parsely sage rosemary and thyme.

良田所修，大海之坻。 Between the salt water and the sea strand,

伊人应在，任我相视。 Then she will be a true love of mine.

（伴唱）彼山之阴，叶疏苔蚀。 On the side of hill a sprinkling of leaves

涤我孤冢，珠泪渐渍。 Washes the grave with slivery tears

惜我长剑，日日拂拭。 A soldier cleans and polishes a gun.

寂而不觉，寒笳长嘶。 Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.

嘱彼佳人，收我秋实。 Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather.

蕙兰芫荽，郁郁香芷。 Parsely sage rosemary and thyme.

敛之集之，勿弃勿失。 And gather it all in a bunch of heather.

伊人犹在，唯我相誓。Then she will be a ture love of mine.

（伴唱）烽火印啸，浴血之师。 War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions.

将帅有令，勤王之事。 Generals order their soldiers to kill and to fight for a cause.

争斗缘何，久忘其旨。 They have long ago forgoten.

痴而不觉，寒笳悲嘶。 Sleeps unaware of the clarion call

Radom Thoughts About Death

-------To my grandma’s 18th death anniversary.

What the caterpillar thinks is the end of the world...the butterfly knows is only the beginning.

Today is a special day, according to Chinese lunar Calendar. It has been 18 years since my grandma went to glory. But I still reminisce her anecdotes in my dreams from time to time. I remember all those magic time spent with grandma vividly. She passed away when I was four. Our family’s custom is to lay out our kin at home, where there would be a wake. Our house overflowed with guests and food and talk. Grandma had 2 daughters and 5 sons, with my father youngest one. As a little boy, I just thought grandma was sleeping over there. So I just chasing around with my elder sister, eating and getting praised by relatives. Then, there was the moment my sister taught me how to take the garden hose and do it in such a way so it would spray into the sun and make a rainbow. First, I thought it was fun, and kept doing that, but after a while, through the mist, I could see my grandma, she was standing over there, smiling at me. And I held there for a long time and looked at her……., and then, finally, I let go of the hose, and she disappeared.

Then I went back to the house, and pulled my father into a small room, where grandma had once done needlework.
I whispered, “Dad, the one lying over there is not grandma ”
“What do you mean?”
“It isn’t,” I said.” She is not in there”
“Then where is she?” My father asked
“Somewhere in the rainbow, smiling at me”
“Why do you think that?” Father knelt down and put his hand on my forehead.
“I just know, I saw her, I just know. That’s all”

Father took a deep breath and seated me down and told me if people died, I would never saw them again, and I was just imagining it.
I guess, the concept of death was just too large for me to understand then. But I knew what I saw, I was just glad to see, I mean I’ve never seen that since.Now, I just know how ambiguous everything is in the world, even death. I don’t believe in the reincarnation thing, but I believe in something inside----even though I can’t prove it----that was called faith and that helped me understand many things in my life.

Keep Dreaming

The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, make them----------George Bernad Shaw

I always consider myself a big dreamer, a visionary. When I was growing up, I was always keeing dreaming.

When I was 5 years old, i wished to fly from life to death
To change the face and fate of earth in my grandma's death......

When I was 10 years old, i dreamed of getting an Andersen Fairy Tales
To experience the happiness and miracle of life in my friend's departure

When I was 15 years old, i desired to be transported from earth-failure to Heaven-triumph
To change the sorrows and pangs of God in the world of man

Finally,i understand, if the dream is big enough, the facts don't count!

Value the Sense of Unity and Diversity

Unity in diversity is the highest possible attainment of a civilization, a testimony to the noblest possibilities of the human race. This attainment is made possible through passionate concern for choice, in an atmosphere of social trust


As a medical professional, I have a profound understanding the significance of maintaining unity while honoring diversity. Through combination of TCM (Traditional Chinese Medicine) and western medicine, many revolutionary therapies have been developed. Take acute pancreatitis for instance, which is an acute self-digestion of pancreas, due to the abnormal release of pancreatic enzymes. The triggers are usually ethanol abuse, Gallstones, and abdominal trauma. Auto digestion of pancreas cause series of systemic complications, like Renal failure, acute respiratory distress syndrome, GI bleeding and septic shock(septicemia). The conventional western medicine therapies mostly include supportive treatment and surgery, with the mortality rate of 50%, which is in just the big urban areas. We have no idea how many might die in all those rural areas. But after1990s, when doctors tap TCM into the pancreatitis treatment, with its balanced approach to adjust the whole system, the mortality rate has plummeted by more than 40%, now, in our hospital, with the average of 5.2%, we top the national records in the treating of pancreatitis, Thanks to the combination of TCM and western medicine, many lives were saved.

We live in a world filled with a wondrous diversity of experiences, opinions, physical appearance, cultures, religion, etc. One of the challenges of this age is not only to find a way to live in harmony with people, who differ from us, but to celebrate the diversity and learn from it. We can only learn a limited amount from those who are like us but there is a fortune of new knowledge to be gained from those who have a different perspective to our own.

The One Is the Many, the Many Are the One

---------------My insight in intercultral communication

Diversity is the one true thing we all have in common. Celebrate it every day. If we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity.

At the bottom every man knows well enough that he is a unique human being, only once on this earth; and by no extraordinary chance will such a marvelously picturesque piece of diversity in unity as he is, ever be put together a second time.

Here is a personal story which might illustrate my point clearly. Back three years ago, I was assigned to be a interpreter for a Russian couple, Nicolay and his lovely wife Natasha, who were working as ophthalmologic doctors in our hospital. Well, don’t get it wrong, they spoke English. At the end of the exchange programme, we end up to be very close friends, so I was invited to their apartment for a departing dinner. At the end of a wonderful meal Natasha asked if I would like a banana. I politely declined and thanked her, and explained I was most satisfied with the meal. But the whole while my mind was racing: "What do I do? Do I offer her a banana even though they are as close to her as they are to me? What is the polite thing to do?"
"Would you like a banana?" I asked Natasha.
"Yes," she smiled, but made no attempt to take any of the three bananas in the fruit basket. "What now?" I thought.
"Which one would you like?" I fumbled.
"That one," she pointed at one of the bananas. So all the while thinking about Russian politeness I picked the banana Natasha had pointed at and peeled it half way and handed it to her. Smiles in Natasha and Nicolay's faces told me I had done the right thing. After this experience I was proud of myself, and try to let my other friends know that in Russia, the polite thing is to peel the bananas for the ladies.
"Oh no, Lance," another Russian friend later graciously corrected me. "In Russia, when a man peels a banana for a lady it means he has a romantic interest in her.” well, you can imagine, I was shocked, how embarrassed I felt.
Thank god, later, the couple accepted my apology, but I learned that certain lessons have to be learned the hard way.

Differences between people within any given nation or culture are much greater than differences between groups. Education, social standing, religion, personality, belief structure, past experience, affection shown in the home, and a myriad of other factors will affect human behavior and culture.But are we really that different, or may be not, I would like to talk about this tomorrow.

Never Say Quit, You Can Be A Champion

The highest reward for a man's toil is not what he gets for it, but what he becomes by it.

Who are these people--
These doers of deeds,
These dreamers of dreams
Who make us believe?

Who are these people
Who still win the day--
When the odds are against them
And strength fades away?

These people are champions,
For they never give in.
A heart beats within them
That is destined to win.

They follow their dreams
Through the journey seems far,
From the top of a mountain
They reach out to a star.

And when they have touched it--
When their journey is done--
They give to us hope
From the victories they won.

So here's to the champions--
To all their great deeds.
They follow their hearts
And become winners indeed

History Repeats Itself

One day, the people of the world will want peace so much that the government are going to have to get out their way and let them have it--------Dwight D. Eisenhower

Tomorrow, I am gonna give a speech about Unity and Diversity, which is a very big and tough topic, in the process of preparing the script, I have read many materials about politics, economy, culture, philosophy and ideology. When I was collecting info about the Irap War,which is basically worsened by the intolerance between Sunnis and Shiites. In fact, The current condition greatly resembles the situation in the Post-World One Irap. Back then the British were handed Mesopotamia as a world war I spoil. And they ran into the same mess which are facing by the US now. While the US politician are wondering how to dealing with the problem. A senior British diplomat long ago figured out what has become one of the enduring dilemmas of Iraq: The presence of a foreign army can undermine efforts to establish a new government.Gertrude Bell,first British diplomat to Iraq, wrote that 85 years ago, she arrived in 1920 and discovered Iraq was split deeply along religious and ethnic lines, although in roles reversed from today's. The Sunnis then tried to keep the Shiites out the government, by doing nothing to conciliate the Shiahs.Sunnis today have accused the Shiites of doing the same thing to them. Under pressure from the British, the Sunnis put Shiites in a handful of nominal positions and a fragile government was seated.Today, the same thing are going on in Iraq, and there is no way the democracy can work out without the coorperation of the parties, they must pursue unity whiling maintaining diversity to generate a New Iraq.

Reverse Living-----some random thoughts

When attention is without limit, it is Divine Consciousness Itself. When energy is without limit, it is Love-Bliss. And you become someone who is active as the Divinely Transfiguring Power in the realm of conditional Nature.

Life is tough.
It takes up a lot of your time, all your weekends,
and what do you get at the end of it?
...Death, a great reward.

I think the life cycle is all backwards.
You should die first, get it out the way.
Then you should live twenty years in an old-age home.
You get kicked out when you are too young.
You get a gold watch, you go to work.
You work for forty years until you are
young enough to enjoy your retirement.
You go to college, you party until you are ready for high school,
you become a little kid, you play, you have no responsibilities,
you become a little boy or girl, you go back into the womb,
you spend your last nine months floating.
And you finish off as a gleam in someone's eye.

Every man dies, not every man really lives

They took his life but not his freedom, Life without freedom is no life at all
----------------------To Braveheart

As a movie enthusiast, I watched the movie several years ago, when I as still a high school boy; I loved this film from start to finish! I laughed at some of the antics, I cried at the sad parts, and most of all I was glued to the screen for the whole film! It takes a lot to keep my attention, as I normally potter around the classroom, when there is a Movie on (We watched movies on the TV installed in our classroom), but for this film, I sat for the duration and could not take my eyes off the screen. I did not want to miss anything. I have now had this DVD for quite a while now and it has been watched many times and it never loses its appeal.Braveheart is history the way it should be told, full of romance and treachery and battle and passion and Mel Gibson in a kilt. The story of William Wallace, the 13th-century Scottish national hero, is obviously something Gibson, Braveheart's director and star, feels strongly about -- this is an extraordinary film about a people always oppressed and still not truly free, handled with graphic realism and heartbreaking sensitivity.

BRAVEHEART is set in Scotland in the 1200s. It tells the true story of William Wallace who was a famous commoner who led his people in a rebellion against the English. The movie is of epic proportions, length and grandeur. The audience can learn the entire history of William Wallace from the age of 8 until his death。

Within plenty of praiseworthy features,personally,I love the legendary romance between William Wallace and Princess Isabelle(played by breathtaking Sophie Marceau). They fell in live at the first sight, The film implies she is pregnant at the time of Wallace's execution, possibly carrying the future Edward III of England, which is really amazing.

This movie has some great action scenes, and with this track, rear channels and surrounds are used to full force. Sword swinging, screaming, slashes, it's all here and sounds well. Dialogue is remarkably clear and easy to understand, and the track sounds really good with James Horner's score. The cinematography makes one feel the beauty and the isolation of countryside. The music with the recurring and haunting melody of the lone Scottish bagpipe sets a sad and yet serene tone and mood.

As a must-see movie for any man, I have been greatly inspired by it for many years. Five stars from me!!

Mouse Finger Malady

It woke me up in the middle of night, a throbbing pain at the base of my right index finger so severe it felt as if it were broken.
What I had done was spend hours on the my desktop typing the documents and punching the right-click button, scrolling endlessly through the hundreds of internet pages, Last night,When I finally finish my script for CCTV Cup English Speech Competition.My fingers just got totally numb, moving on their own.
What occured to me,I think is the legendary carpel tunnel syndrome,which is pretty prevalent nowadays,and caused by repetitive stress.
I guess what I need is to take a rest and type less, which,hopefully,will not disable me from writing my blog.

Be Myself

Having been reading The Importance of Living,one of Lin Yu tang's masterpieces, for 4 years, I was always pondering this question:Who am I? After all these years of meditation, I figured out that it is the puzzling question which is almost impossible to answer.But I am pretty sure that the busy self occupied in my daily activities is not quite the real self. I am quite sure I have lost something in the mere pursuit of living.When one group of people watch a person running about looking for something in a field, the wise man sets a puzzle for all the spectators to solve: what has that person lost? Someone thinks it is a watch; another thinks it is a diamond brooch;and others will essay other guesses. After all these guesses have failed, the wiseman who really doesn't know what the person is seeking after tells the company: "I'll tell you. He has lost some breath. " And no one can deny that he is right. So we often forget our trueself in the pursuit of living, like a bird forgetting its own danger in pursuit of a mantis, which again forgets its own danger in pursuit of another prey.
Thus,who am I? I guess, I am me.
In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. There are people who have some parts like me but no one adds up exactly like me. Therefore, everything that comes out of me is authentically mine because I alone choose it.
I own everything about me- my body, including everything it does; my mind, including all my thoughts and ideas; my eyes, including the images of all they behold; my feelings, whatever they might be -- anger, joy, frustration, love, disappointment, excitement; my mouth and all the words that come out of it -- polite, sweet and rough, correct or incorrect; my voice, loud and soft; all my actions, whether they be to others or myself.
I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, and all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me, when I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and did, and how I thought and felt, some parts may turn out to be unfitting, and keep that which proved fitting, and invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.
I own me and therefore I can engineer me.

God's Very Special Child

A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on
When flipping through today's newspaper,a story caught my eye. It is about the current hot shots,Li Ya Peng, Wang Fei and their harelipped daughter.What really impresses me is their attitudes towards their cleft-palated child,after this issue was known by the public. They didn't grieve because their daughter wasn't perfect,instead, they accept and cherish the child for the very speicial being she is and they will always be,i hope.
On Ya Peng's blog, he expressed tremendous gratitude to the kind folks and god. The child was given them for a purpose from god,in his opinion, which is rare and miraculous in current society.
I believe that little girl will enrich the couple's lives immeasurably in the years that followed.My heartiest wishes for them!

God's Very Special Child

A meeting was held quite far from Earth.
It's time again for another birth,
Said the angels to the Lord above.
This special child will need much love,
Her progress may seem very slow,
Accomplishments she may not show
And she'll require extra care
From the folks she meets way down there.
She may not run or laugh or play ;
Her thoughts may seem quite far away.
In many ways she won't adapt,
And she'll be known as handicapped.
So let's be careful where she's sent,
We want her life to be content.
Please, Lord, find parents who
will do a special job for You.
They will not realize right away
The leading role they're asked to play
But with this child sent from above
Comes stronger faith and richer love.
And soon they'll know the privilege given
In caring for this gift from Heaven
Their precious charge, so meek and mild
Is God's very special child

Bridge to Understanding

Do what I can, with what I have, where I am, to make a difference.

Time flies, summer holiday nearly comes to an end, so does our Chinese Club Co-practice Project for Medical Students. Started early June, the project has gotten ten students involved, half Nepalese, half Chinese. It is my creation to launch this eye-opening project. Since 2001, the population of intentional students has been skyrocketing, which poses an ideal evironment for oversea and domestic students communication. I began to wonder about ways to broaden both Nepalese and Chinese students understanding of each other's cultures, not only by handing them textbooks.
"what would happen,"I thought in my mind,"if students are able to meet on a platform what allowed an equal exchange? What if they could learn with and from each other, not just about each other?"
the platforms are the Word Wide Web(Chinese Club website), and the associated activities like Co-practice in the hospital, Culture travel programme,etc.
it is my expectation that students can overcome the language hurdles in those programmes and benefit from each other. Working with Chinese students in the hospital, intelnational students are able to communicate with the patients and teacher, and read the history, which are crucial for their internship. Likewise, Chinese students in this programme get a chance to build up a stronger foundation for medial career, as well as improve English skills.
Hopefully, in the future, I can convince more students to take part in these exchange project and make a difference.

A Fraction of Life Wisdom

Though a non-Christian I am,I was deeply struck by the power and wisdom contained in the Serenity Prayer's thoughts.No wonder now it has come into general use.

Serenity Prayer
God grant me the SERENITY to
accept the things I cannot change;
COURAGE to change the things I can;
and WISDOM to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;
enjoying one moment at a time;
accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;

taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it:

Trusting that He will make all things
right if I surrender to His Will;
that I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him forever in the next.

Stressed is just desserts spelled backwards

The richness of the human experience would lose something of rewarding joy if there were no limitations to overcome !

Insights and Lessons

Experience is a hard teacher, because she gives the test first,the lesson afterwards。

　Having come back from Beijing for two months, I was still haunted by the Outlook English Competition scenes. Every time I went the the English Corner,there were always a group of people around,asking me about that competition,which made me sick in some ways. I knew this was totally irrational,after all, I was put on TV, watched by people around this nation,and granted with publicity and fame. But deep down in my heart, there was a strong sense of underachievement. Life was just about perfect, I told myself,feeling immensely resentful that fate had been so cruel to me,when I was kicked out in the national final round. Failing to be entitled national champion posed a horrible shadow in my mind.
The feeling of guilty and inferiority dragged on, and the paralysis in my work grew worse. The redemption time came when one of my friends asked me"what do you learn from this competition?What are your motives of taking part in it?". My first reaction was purely defensive. This competition totally sucks and there is nothing wrong with my motives, I want to be successfu-who doesn't? I wanna continue the champion title which I won in Sichuan. He was speechless then. But, later,said a small voice somewhere in my head, maybe those motives aren't good enough,and that's why the wheels have stopped going around. In retrospect, I did learn a lot from the competition, which should be the biggest reward I've ever gotten. Bearing this thought,I began to reexam the whole process. Indeed, I didn't leave Beijing empty handed. It is the overcoming of fear that has the most profound impact on me.
I have shown great courage in the whole journey. Courage is resistance of fear, mastery of fear-not absence of fear. In fact, onstage I found myself unable to concentrate on the lines, I hesitated and stammered,for an instant, as panic mounted in me, I was even tempted to turn and run away. But there is one echo in my ear:Don't be afraid to be afraid.Each word I spoke on the stage was anguish.But finally I conquered fear;I had simply admitted it and gone on despite it.

My Medical Journey

When all the world is looming dark
And things seem not so clear to me,
When shadows seem to hover around
Lord,may I persevere.

When it seems everything's been tried
And there's no way to go,
Just let me keep rememering
Sometimes the journey's slow.
I may just need to stop and rest
Along the path I trod,
A time to try to understand
And have my talk with God.
As I gain new strengh to carry on
Without a doubt of fear,
Somehow I know things will be right,
And now, I shall perservere.

Live by our inner voices

Some people hear their own inner voices with great clearness,and they live by what they hear,such people become crazy,or they become legends.
“有些人能清楚听见自己心灵的声音，并按这个声音生活，这样的人，不是疯了，就是成了传说。”
影片的开始如是说，我一直都是听着自己的心灵的声音生活的，可是，我没疯，也没成传说，又或者只是我没有发现而已。
很久以前就听了燃情岁月的主题曲，很喜欢，反覆的听，百听不厌，领略那种放诸天地间的宽广和壮阔。片中的音乐，舒缓，无以复加，狂野悲愤却又浑然天成，时而狂放不羁，时而飘忽不定，时而呐喊悲呜，时而沈吟低语。

One of My favorite songs

I rewatched the Movie 《Legends of the Fall》today, deeply touched by the magnificent music within it,esp. the one sung by Samuel.
《Legends of the Fall》

As evening fell,
a maiden stood
At the edge of a wood.
In her hands lay the reins
Of a stallion.
And ne'er I'd seen a girl as fair,
Heard a gentler voice anywhere.
Whispered, "Alas..."
She belonged, belonged to another.
Another forever.
Yes, she belonged to the twilight and mist.
夜幕薄低垂，有女林边伫。
素手握马缰，我心如撞鹿。
轻叹复太息，柔声蔓四处。
佳人不可得，为其心有属。
心属归何方？暮霭与迷雾。

The Clock Tower of My University

The clock tower is my favorite spot.Whenever looking at it, i have a strong sense of awe,as well as tranquility...
As a morning reading enthusiast,i have been doing reading under the tower for 4 years. Every morning, accompanied by the profound bell singing of the tower,felling a strong life energy flowing through my body,I begin to embrace a new day!

Fresh start

Here i come,eventually,i have my own blog!how cool!