Tell Me Why

Our motherland is developing healthily, rapidly, powerfully as you can see. In politics, we have a stronger voice; in economy, we have more money, we have more “Made-in-china”; in culture, we have set up two hundred ten Confucius Institutes in sixty-four countries and regions until July of two thousand seven and the two numbers are increasing.

We have made more and better achievements in different fields in thirty years of reform and opening-up. Now China has become one of international stages from the ashes of wars. Of course, compared to some of the western countries, we still have a long way to go, we still have to learn from Russia, France, the United States, Japan and something. We would be one of superpowers one day, and we believe we will. Japan just took more than twenty years to become economic big power from the ruins of the World War Two, which, I think, is the best example for us.

We have flying man Liu Xiang, some people say it’s a miracle, but we have reason to believe that China has and will have more miracles.

My fellow-men and I have great expectation for our country and we each have been trying so hard to do our own work and uniting under the five-star red flag to face all trouble. However, now I’m a little bit troubled by the unfair actions of very few western media, politicians, groups and something. They take Darfur, human rights, the 14^th Dalai Lama and other stuff for excuses by design to suppress China and interfere in its internal affairs . What they have been doing are unjust, unreasonable, evil, decided by their imagination not the truth. They say, like a dictator of the world, China is wrong here and wrong there, without seeing China’s progress.

Recently, the host Jack Cafferty of CNN, said on April ninth, that “So I think our relationship with China has certainly changed. I think they’re basically the same bunch of goons and thugs they’ve been for the last 50 years.” What he said can not defame China, but just proves him the evilest thug. If I may say so, Jack Cafferty, shame on you, your bad behavīor brings shame on the United States. Yet, to make matters worse, there are still more “Jack Cafferty.”

What we need is a bridge, not a wall. However, why do they or some of the advanced western countries suppress China? Is it because China not only is the biggest socialist country but also developing very rapidly? Is China a threat to the developments of those people’s counties?  Tell me why, please! I’m pretty looking forward to your reply. Thanks so much!

Fight like a Soldier

I stretched my body, ran two kilometers, did thirty push-ups and sit-ups and other stuff, which I did almost everyday in the morning. After it was done, I stopped to sit on the stairs in the City Stadium.

The young girl, about 13, who I just got acquainted with two days ago, came up to me and asked if I was a soldier since I often wore camouflage coat.

Her question brought back to my mind one dream of my childhood. The moment I recalled the scene of wearing a military cap given by my father and shooting a toy gun at my fellows when I was a child, I felt proud and excited and happy as I used to feel back then.

There was only a great dream to be a great soldier in my imagination as a little boy. The sight of police or police cars every time made me hot-blooded and strengthened my desire to go for my dream. I just thought that they had guns, got respect and power, could do what others were not able to; they were big potatoes who I admired too much.

In order to realize my dream, a big decision was made to stop smoking after thinking it over because my father said you could only be a tall and strong soldier if you were nonsmoker. I have to say here that I once was a horrible smoker, who, once in a while, stole chicken feed from my father’s clothes while he was sleeping, in spite of a little boy who was about eight, not mature enough to smoke like an adult. In any case, I gave it up for my high-minded dream.

The recollection of childhood was still abiding with me, but the ship’s gone. My dreams have been changing with my age and the living standard in different times. Life is tough for most people, certainly, including me. Sometimes you have to adjust yourself to new situations and give up something, even are forced by circumstances to do other things. Though I won’t be a great soldier of my childish dream, I’m so proud for what I did. From that time I’ve ever not smoked and drunk, I did if I must do. Above all things, though I won’t be a great soldier, in some way I could’ve been a soldier in my heart and I will fight for my life like a soldier for ever.

God’s Aid

Today I saw a scene of a conversation between a father and a son in a film called The Pursuit of Happiness starring Will Smith.

The conversation makes me laugh and think about life. Though I conceive nothing, somehow I feel something special and I don’t know how to speak. Of course, you may give an answer on this conversation for you life.

The son speaks to his father:

Dad, listen to this: One day, a man drowning in the water.

And a boat came by and said, “Do you need any help?”

He said, “No, thank you. God will save me.”

Than another boat came by, said, “Do you need any help?”

And he said, “No, thank you. God will save me.”

Than he drowned, and he went to heaven. And he said, “God, why didn’t you save me?”

And God said, “I sent you two big boats, you dummy.”

Another World

I’m a man in daytime, but I don’t know who I am.

Some people see me, but they don’t know me.

I cross and walk in streets, and it’s unknown where I come from and go.

The sunshine brightens the road I walk to somewhere strange, while the sweat falls off my cheeks.

It’s salty and bitter. And the road never ends.

I’m a spirit in nighttime, but I don’t know who I am.

Nobody sees me, but I see them passing by my side.

I’m flowing here and there in the night sky above a city. The wind blows me east or west.

The moonshine shines on the dark scattered clouds, while the ice-crystal freezes over my hair.

It’s transparent and cold. And I’m flying all the time until dawn.

I ask God who I am, how many days I have to go, how far I have to fly?

And I’ve never been told.

I’m sick, mad, break into pieces. A spirit goes alone, for another world.

Five “No Matter”

I met two street entertainers on my way home after doing exercise this morning. The blind girl stood and sang, about nineteen years old. The boy seemed to be her older brother, was all skin and bones, about twenty-four years old, played electric piano by her side.

I’d like to give some chicken feed; it was a pity that I came out without money. Somehow I admired them for their performance, their braveness and the striving for a better life, which could be tougher especially to disabled people. They are taking on more strains and pressure of life. No doubt that some people despise them, get tired of them for their physical defects. What’s more, they cannot find jobs easily since discrimination and bias exist. However, some of them would learn some skills in order to earn their living. I’ve got to say they are wise too much, even better than normal people. If you once saw a film called “Forrest Gump阿甘正传”, you know the power and wisdom of disabled people.

But, sometimes I would meet some disabled people in the streets who are pray for food and money. Even some normal masked people do so. I look down upon them, I give nothing. Some are good-for-nothing, some are cheaters, and some are lazybones. They can do something for their lives with legs and arms, and nothing else they do but ask passersby for almsgiving all the way. I don’t think it’s my affairs, if you give something to them for your sympathy, you are not saving but destroying them, besides, I should put money in some place where needs it the most. Maybe the asylums and judges would give them answers.

I often tell me that no pain no gain, you do nothing and you get nothing.

No matter who you are, the disabled people or the normal people, be an honest man.

No matter when you start, early or late, it’s never too late to start.

No matter what you do, run a bank or clean a house, do it well.

No matter how hard the work is, without help or support, stay the course.

No matter where you are, in upper-class circles or lower-class circles, the light of soul shines on the road to success. And that’s my five “No Matter”