My purple ring reads my roads
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2007-11-16
It has been 3weeks since I came to my space last time.The day of life is so carm that i can't feel it being away.
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2007-11-02
To be happy or not that deppends on yourself.In another word the mood of yours is mostly drived by yourself. Several days ago I am nearly on the bottom of the valley,but everyday I must get up and deal with everything.When you are talking or working with others, you must keep a nice mood.Cause no one could understand your mood and you can't show your bad mood to others.Day after day the bad mood has been away,then you will have a nice mood.
If you can conceal all your mood and you will be popular by others.
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2007-10-24
The worst message was sending by myself.Though it is wrong,I relaxed myself from the press.Now I understand the saying of weep with a smile.The wrong choose is my best choose,I told myself with weeping smile.
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2007-10-22
So much press has been on my side,I feel I will get down:looking for work,graduation work,things under my heart.Every night when I am on bed,my eyes will be open for a long time though I feel very tired.
There is an old saying,choose is the most difficult thing for everyone.With time going too much things need our own decision.Our parents let us to decide for our life.That is an experience.
I don't know how to deal with it.But I know that I should depend on myself.Everything will be OK ,this is what my MOm told me.
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2007-10-15
Now that I am no longer young， I have friends whose mothers have passed away. I have heard these sons and daughters say they never fully appreciated their mothers until it was too late to tell them
I am blessed with the dear mother who is still alive. I appreciate her more each day. My mother does not change， but I do. As I grow older and wiser， I realize what an extraordinary person she is. How sad that I am unable to speak these words in her presence， but they flow easily from my pen.
How does a daughter begin to thank her mother for life itself? For the love， patience and just plain hard work that go into raising a child? For running after a toddler， for understanding a moody teenager， for tolerating a college student who knows everything? For waiting for the day when a daughter realizes her mother really is?
How does a grown woman thank for a mother for continuing to be a mother? For being ready with advice(when asked ) or remaining silent when it is most appreciated? For not saying:”I told you so”， when she could have uttered these words dozens of times? For being essentially herself—loving， thoughtful， patient， and forgiving?
I don’t know how， dear God， except to bless her as richly as she deserves and to help me live up to the example she has set. I pray that I will look as good in the eyes of my children as my mother looks in mine.
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2007-10-15
Several days ago I sent a message to him who was a boy I like for many years.I had no enough courage to say that directly.But I don't want the secret in my heart for ever.And I sent a message to him.The words of that message is not so obvious and his answer to this message is also not so obvious.
This is the first time to say something to the male,and I feel so shy.How to deal with this?Should I continue to contract with him to get his obvious answer or should I be disappear from his life?Now I know that he dosen't like me or he will answer to me directly.
Someone told me that you should do your best to let him notice you.If you don't try your best to do that you will feel regret after several years.But he is my classmate,if there is no result between us there will be bad affection.
How to deal with this.
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2007-10-12
The day I left home to school,Mom saw me off.She let me seat myself on the bus and had the ticket for me.The moment the bus start I saw Mon standing on the plat alone and my tears are full of my eyes.The words are too few to describe the love my Mom giving me.Everytime I go home Mom is always standing on the station to wait for me.Mom said"As long as I get a little shadow of you and your brother I will recognize you and guess your mood,high or low..."That's true we can't conceal ourselves before my Mom.
Mom was standing there though the bus had been away.
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2007-9-19
The fall rain in on after the hot summer.With my eager,the cool rain comes to me.Walking in the cool and thin rain,I feel like walking on the beach of the sea,the soft wave slapping on my foot.I feel like soaping in the light music with my heart flying away.
I love the fall,the yellow leaf,the light rain,the cool wind.The fall is also a season of heavest.Raising my head to looking the blue sky and the yellow-green leaf coming to my eyes, the colourful world often attracts me deeply. Blowing in the cool wind I always feel that this is the real one of me.The wind let me carm.We know that the fall is also gold which is the colour of the fruit.
Enjoying the fall I prefer to see the sea,the blue sea,the blue sky and the cool wind with the smell of the sea.But who can compair with me to the sea?
Love the fall.Prey to the other one can love the fall too,and likes to see the blue sea with me.
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2007-9-03
Hearing the sound of military training the memory of my collage life is back to my mind.Six years ago I walking the campus with a young heart.We are the same and are full of hopes to the collage life.Time flies.Six years has passed without my notice.Now too much trouble is on the front of me,graduation paper,job,looking for a boyfriends to answer my parents.Oh,now I must say bye to my enjoyable collage life.
New term began.New troubles are also on.Give me some courage please.
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2007-8-03
Seeing his QQ but we have no words with each other though we maybe have too many words to talk.You will feel amazed.That's true,because we understand each other so deeply.We don't know how to start the topic.He wii know my answers to his questions and I also gust his.So we just stay there quietly. This situation will end when one of us having the lover.At that time maybe we will be the intimate friends and we can tell other about our own lover,child,family.
He is my high school classmate
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