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.

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.

 

  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.

I am the one who dosen't like to take the umbrella unless the rain is heavy.Just now I walked in the light rain and felt so relax.The rain was like the cool wind blowing to you.You could image how enjouyable it was after several hot days.The memory was flying with my chearful pace.Suddenly the one person looked at me with a stange expressions and I found that the rain had been heavy.Giving him a smile I continued my light pace.

Walking in the rain without umbrella is a boring thing but walking in the rain with umbrella is a romantic one.So someone  showed his pity to me when I was walking in the rain without umbrella.But I felt so enjoyfull.That depends on yourself.Wether in unfavourable or favourable situation your feeling depands on yourself not the outside.

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 

  Goning to his space has been  my habit.I am eager to read him mind by this words but it is futile.The relation between us is so strange.We all stay our own cirle to stare each other but we all don't plan to get out.He is a aspirant man and also has responsibility to his families.Those attracked me deeply.But it is unlucky I am not good at express myself.He asked me to introduce a girl friend to him and I asked him his standard about the girl.He asked me to set the stardard.I am so surprise and my friend tells me that" he must be like you but he can't express directly..."I am so amazed"why he can't express"Her reply is also strange"you are now a master and he is a bachelor..." So now I don't know how to deal with our strange relation

   

HunagLei's plays can always attract me deeply.From 似水年华 to 人间四月天 I like the scene,the ambience and the drama. Reading these play is not only an enjoyment but also can appreciate the literature in the play.

HuangLei is the only one who can act the drama and real life together. The character of Huang is so inosculate  with the man who are discribed in the play. Wen who is a young man with ambition goes back to his hometown to operate the library.The tired work dosen't hit him and he still love the old books. His attitude to his own emotion is so carm but can impress us.Though at last he chooses the one is not the real love of him he also tries his best to do everything well.That is the interior of the literator.XuZhimo is the familiar one to us and we all konw the romantic affairs of him.From the convention he should acquire the blame but I still love the brave of his.He can get every obstruction out to achieve his true love, divorcing with 陈幼仪，loving his friend's daughter 林徽因,falling in love with 陆小曼.The fanatic deed of chasing true love moves me.

In real life HuangLei is a single-minded man to his wife and also very considerate.

 

Just now I bought a pair of earrings and I never wear this kind of this before.If one girl wears this kind of earrings I will look down at her and regard her as a not conventional one. But just now the idea of wearing this kind happened to my mind and I bought one without of any hesitation.I don't know why.Maybe the rebel which is covered all the time starts to arise.I am always a passive child in my parents' mind.And time by time my characters was decreasing and decreasing.The moment I saw this pair of earring my mask fell down and I just want to be myself.

HeHe, no.Tomorrow I will take this earring down.We can display our own characters but if our parents dislike us to do that in my mind we should follow them.Because Mom and Dad is the benefactors to us. I said to my roommate if my partner is not  dutiful to his parents I will never choose him though he is excellence.

Now I still want to be a conventional girl.

My favorite earring.Maybe we can meet at night.

Walking in the campus facing the setting sun with the song of <take me to your heart>.All these are present for me.Walking on the stone-road, memory is back to my mind.The days of laughing,weeping or struggling are all in my mind.In the senior high school several intimate friends encouraged each other to go over this hill.Though the result is not very satisfied to us.WIth too much hopes we went into the campus.On the campus we are not the teens.We were't like the brothers（I call them elder or younger brother） because there were something we never met in the senior high school and it need your choose.Two false choose I had made during my bechelor time.In order to contiue my dream I choose to stay in the campuse for my master scholor.After the 4 years suffering something has been changed ang to my surprise we all like the brother again.They are careful about eveything about me just like elder brother.He has been work for two years and he often told me that:Yatou,I am care about you,get your compare and elder brother will get one after you.I always said nothing to him and just smile.Now I am lonely walking in the campus because I have no brave to choose the mistake again.Pray for myself I can choose the right one.

My Most characters are following my Dad.Maybe you will think that Dad and me have much to talk.But that is really wrong.Mum are always laughing at us"you will never waste any  phone because you and your Dad at most talk there sentence before you quall with each other." That's true.

I don't know why and I also know that my Dad love me very very much.Everytime Ileave home to school Dad will send several massages to make sure I am safe on the bus.I always send one word to reply him"I'm OK or I have got school."Sometimes Iwant say more to Dad but the words were swallowed by me.Several days ago a sentence came to my mind"Say thanks and love to your families.Don't take it for granted with their love." And now I am eager to send massages to my Dad.I want to be as a teen girl again and I can be on my Dad's back to say what happened at school.

Please remember send your thanks and love to your parents,lover,intimate friends.

He didi't want me to see him away but on that day I went to the station.We just stood on the station and said nothing.Several minutes later he said to me carmly:I will be away,that's true and I like to see you away first.That moment tears had been full of my eyes but I asked him to buy a platform-ticket for me."No,there is no platform-ticket at all.Go back,ticket will be checked up soon,go back..."I turned to the wall and had no courage to see him.When I turned back he went in but still stood there.Several seconds later I waved to hom with smiles.I realized that everything had gone with the wind and only the memory was left.I ran out of the station and did't see him in.

Everytime I am at the sight of the photos,his voice and smiles will be in my mind.

  It is raining now.I want to go out for a walk,but no one to compair with me.Several days later he will leave to Shenzhen and maybe I can't meet him again.He is really like a gold wherever he is there he will shine.There is some aspects I don't like.If I can change his road to stay here,hehe ,there is no way.He can't be stay at one city for his youth.  

Recently I love this song because his hhone bell is this one.I listen this song one time by one but have no retired. I have been deeply attracked by the blue music and the man-voice. The moment I open this song the feeling is like that he is just beside me.

Try to forget but I want let go,,,,take me to your heart take me to your soul....All these discribed the sad which can't be seen in the heart. Though I am a femail I am dislike the one who can't follow the woman-rule.There must be much disagree on the point because we are now apealing for equality.

No ,no,it is just a song. 

  Several minutes after I going out of the office it began to rain heavily. Without no choice I went into a small bookshop but the rain continued. At that moment I sent a massage to K and hoped that he could took an umbrelle to me.When he asked me to take umbrelle to me I can't help myself to smile but I said no to him.

I don't know why because I am an elder sister or the no result of us? If I permisted him to there,if I don't regard to much maybe something will change.

We were drinking for nearly 5 hours,but no one drank too more.We were talking heart to heart.K is a smart boy but he is very honest.Very one drank with me but he said "I drink two one is for myself the other for my sisiter.that means I dring with our sister."The moment I listened that my tears were full in my eyes.Though he is younger than me ,sometimes he is really like an elder brother.Q is an carm boy.He drank without any words.

  Six years ago I spent my collage days for four years in JiNan. Now I am in a beautiful city continue my studying life but I still loves JiNan.Last Friday I have been back to JiNan at the thought of days of two years ago.

  The moment I got there my heart became  carm. The city was like my hometown and I was just leaving home for several days and now I was back.

  The second day I  was back to my collage on the morning. Because I did't have enough courage to walk at the nightfall. This time I came back and my aim was to get my memory out of my mind. If at the so beautifal nightfall I was  walking on the collage roud just with my shadow. My memory must come back my mind again. And I did't hope to leave tears for my lovely JiNan. The gold sun made my mood high and I recalled the day of my morning reading under the big trees.I walked in the campus and sit at the floor with tears. The days of us were still in mind, why? why were you still there? why did't you get out and let another one get in？Please, yersday was ours but we had chosen the new roads,please got out.I left the campus.That moment I knew that this time I was wrong. The memory was all back in stead of getting out.

 

Today is my birthday.Mom told me that her wist hearting. The day of child is a tolerance to Mom so the day should be a thanks given day to Mom not be a celebrrate day to self.

The moment I received my friend's best wishes, the feeling is not only a piece of wishes but also their cares of me.

Bi is my classmate of middle school. 7 years later he is just like him of years' ago. But I can't tell my feeling of him.This morning when I read his massage, I can't help myself to smile.I don't know the relation how to end. 

The first time for me to drink before others. That moment I just wanted to drink and didn't think about the effect. Several cups later the feeling was that I had came to myself. Rember the time of ours, my tears came. I didn't know why and I didn't why I asked  him to stay with me.He was very neverse,because he thought I drank too much.I just wanted him to talked with me,to tell me some story,because he was like him. 

At the nightfall I  was walking in the campus with my mind full of his voice or emputy of nothing. Seeing the sun down,the night fall, the cool wind blowing on my face I tried my best to recall the time we stayed together, but there was nothing .I did't know why.Maybe the heart was too tired to hold something or the ordinary days really left nothing to me. Suddenly a couple came into my eyes.They were hands in hands walking along the grass road. Tears were in my eyes. The two shadows were just like the ones.

A Japanese movie called ‘just love you’is about you a guly girl'love. She is a guly girl but she is so lovely. The moment she met him she has loved him so deeply. With the love getting deep her life gets shorter and shorter because of a unresonable desease but she chooses the love. When she is going to meet the God she is still writing to him. 

At last he is at the girl's exhibition his eyes are full of tears. At this moment the regrentent has no any meaning.

Cherish the love the lover gives you. Get her hands to see the sun up and down.Years after you will find that the quite days are the most beautiful ones in the world.