Weiqi is my favorite pastime.I think Weiqi have a number of benefit,for example,these principles in Weiqi are same as those in life so playing Weiqi can make people mature.I have met a number of children who can play Weiqi .They behave themselves with a great calmness beyond their actual age.People who are good in playing Weiqi have a number of similarities in characters,such as integrity,reason,self-consciousness and stc.Two people who don’t know each other at all often become friends after playing a game of Weiqi, bacause they already had a understood communication.

In my schooldays,the life is very dull and playing Weiqi is my only pleasure.

I uesd to live in a remote city where where are few people who can play Weiqi.So,finding a person to have a game is very difficult.Especially,most of those was older than I was and married and the highest priority for them is to earn money to support family.So,although they are keen on playing Weiqi, their family hate it very much.I have lots of embarrassed experience in this regard.One time I and two friends went to another friend’s home to play Weiqi.His wife was at home and may have some houseworks need his help but he was playing game with us and don’t pay attention to his wife’s complaint at all.As a result ,his wife had disputed vehemently with him and went to her mom’ home holding their child angrily.But we still played far into the night. I don’t know how he and his wife had maken up but I never went to his home after that time.

Now,with the advent and popularity of home computer and internet ,people can play Weiqi at all times.However,I ofter miss my friends who used to play with me face to face.It is pity that people cannot go back to their old days.

Whether or not the cloud at that day has already predicted the end?

So,

It walks softly.

In case of disturbing us,

As the time we are together is doomed to be very short.

 

Wind blows the cloud to move,

Where you go?

When I miss you I look up at the sky and smile,

Whether or not you know?

Many people ctiticize that Fan Paopao is a selfish person which I cannot agree with.

Everyone is not living alone in the world.Parent give birth to us and bring us up. When we grow up and become a adult we marry a lover with whom we spend our remaining life. After that we also give birth to our son or daughter.

The people I mentioned above need our care which is our responsibility.however, the most important care they require us is our kindness to ourselves which is our first important responsibility. For them,our lives are more important than themselves and vice vresa.Our lives don’t only belong to us and it is unethical that we risk our lives no matter what reason it is.

I don’t know Mr.Fan well.But from his age I can estimate that he must have retired parent,new wife and baby.He must love them very much and vice versa.I don’t experience the emergency leading to immediate death.But when I am in suffering,I always remember my family’s faces naturally who give me power and help to pass the crisis.I ever heard that when one is about to die he or she can see his mom or lover although they don’t be next to him or her.I don’t know what Mr.Fan saw and remembered at the moment earthquake was occurring but I think his action is right from the point of view of his family and lover because this is his responsibility.

However,if a person has not the responsibility,he or she can sometimes become crazy.For example, Yang Jia had killed six policemen.No matter what reason it is the action is crazy.But when I know from newspaper that he had experienced a divoice of dad and mom when young and is single now I can understand him a little.It is the missing responsibility that causes the end.

Several days ago I watched a TV programme introducing a remote place in Europe.In the first half of the show I don’t know what country the language the local people say belongs to until hearing a widely known word I had recognise that the kind of language is Russian.

I feel ashame.

I had been studying Russian for nine years in the school and university.

My first Russian teacher is a woman about thirty old at that time.She is of Russian extraction and has a naturally bloud curl.I remember that in every beginning of Russian class,she always writes one classmate’name spelled in Russian letter at a top left corner of the blackboard.She often said to us that your Russian level will exceed mine in the future certainly.

Because Russian requirement in middle school is low,I had gotten a high grade in university entrance Russian examination easily. However,when I graduate from university,I had found Russian is uesless in my career.So I had decided to study English by myself.Two yeas ago I passed English CET-4 exam and now I can take part in English-based cosmopolitan exam but I cannot wirte Russian words from 1 to 10.

Sometimes I think for me Russian is like a old friend who used to help me a lot.But when I found he useless to me I cast him away without hesitating.

Sorry,my dear Russian teacher.I am not a good student.

    Recently I had acted as a matchmaker once.I had acquainted my cousin with my previous colleague.

    My cousin is my uncle's daughter who are older than me by one year.My home city is far away from hers.In my primary school second-year class summer holiday my uncle's family had come to my house and I had first met her.

    She went to primary school in second year class at 6 years old so at that time she is already a high school student.

    She is clever and lively.During that time，as long as she was at home my house aiways rang witn her songs and giggles.But when it came to the people she disliked,she would refuse to say a word which ofter make people very embarrassed.

    I liked and adored her so much that reluctant to part from her even for one minute.She treated me as her young brother either.I still clearly remembered the scene she told jokes for me by hand resting lightly upon my shoulder when all people went out.That jokes were obscure to me because they were relevant to adult's world however I felt very happy.

    After she came back home I missed her for a long time. One time my teacher asked us to write a composition about a impressive person.I first thought of her and the composition is very long.

    How time flies.I had met her again when over ten years had passed.She had become reserved and was completely different from her in my mind.We all had grown up and were no longer quite as intimate as we used to be which is adult's sorrow.

    Now she is a experienced high school teacher and still single although at over thirty years old.She is very picky which maybe a common feature of all excellent girls.

    I had found a boy among people I knowed.He is my previous colleague and same old as I'm.I thought him as a honest one,and besides,he was a post graduate student and family circumstance was well also.Maybe someone thought he excellent,but in my opinion,he cannot parallel my cousin.So I had prepared some comforting words for him in advance.

    However,when I asked him about his opinion after their first meeting he said that she had looked too old.I said you should know each other more.he said that I had not feeling at all.Forgot it.

   I remained tongue-tied for a long time.Although I don't ask my cousin but I knew she certainly will say that the boy looked too silly.

 

   The one of my great enthusiasm is film.The first thing to buy when I get first pay is VCD machine.I had seen countless films,but the films I'm fond of are few,one of which is 'Our Last Day'.The story in the film had taken place in Hongkong.

   A boy lives whith his single mom together.His mom work at night and sleep at day so communicates with him rarely.he feels lonely and enjoys listening a midnight broadcast programme called 'none drive',in which people can tell their private story on telephone.

   On the bus to and from school a girl attracts the boy's attention.Apparently the girl is a student either,always standing by the vehicle door silently.Having seen the girl for 99 days ,at the 100'th day he thinks if he don't make acquaintance with her today he would have lost the opportunity forever.But he has no idea how to get access to her so he just tracks her along.The girl appear so tired that when they sit on the bus together she fall asleep by head leaning against the boy's shoulder.

   The girl appear to be in a trance.When crossing street，if the boy have not pulled her,she would have been struck by a running car.However,when the boy thacks the girl to go up to a block he is too surprised to find that the girl attempt to commit suicide.He holds her back.The girl asks him angrily that you wanted to save me truly?He answer 'yes'.She say'follow me'.

    So he follow her to go to her home.He was startled to see her mom are killed at home.He asked that it is who that kill her mom.She answers she don't know.He asks why don't call police.She answer he cannot.The boy are very frightened and attempt to run away.Here the door is sounded.She says her dad goes back and manages the boy to hide in the wardrobe of her room.From the conversation between the girl and her dad the boy judge her dad are very strict.He finds there is a lamp in the wardrobe so he turn on it and find a diary.It is the girl's diary.From the diary the boy knows that the girl and her mom had come from mainland to Hongkong in order to reunite with her dad two years ago.Her dad works hard outside and her mom keep house.They communicate with each other so rarely that she thinks the relationship between her dad and mom more like those between father and daughter rather than those between husband and wife.There isn't a photo of family group even.She feels lonely and enjoys staying in wardrobe.After reading this the boy has been moved and draws a picture in her diary where dad,mom and child stay together hand in hand.

    Suddenly the door is opened and her dad comes in calling him out.The boy goes out frightenedly.However the man give him a camera and let him to take a photo of his family group.Here,her mom has been moved to a sofa and dressed up,her dad sits on the sofa either,and the girl sits between her dad and mom.As the boy is going to take photo,the man holds him back.The man take out a ring and put it on his wife's finger.Here and now,in front of the camera the man is so benevolent,the woman is so beatiful,and the girl's smile is so sweet.

    Then,the boy accompanies the girl staying in her room.The girl sleeps in her bed and the boy sit in the dark alone reflecting on that had only just happened.He thinks that if the man had put the ring on her wife's finger earlier.the thing would have been different.

    Midnight,policemen come and arrest them .At the same time they find the girl's dad has commited suicide already.

    Afterwards the boy had been founded to be irrelevant to the case and released.From newspaper he know that the girl's mom had fallen in love with a stockbroker and been defrauded of all money.Losing both love and money she finally had chosen to commit suicide.At that night her dad had committed suicide after calling police.

    The boy feels the thing just like a dream because everything about this has gone without a trace.

    After several days,in the broadcast programme of 'none drive',the boy heard a familiar sound:Several days ago I had met a boy whose name is 欧子华.I sleep badly at all times,but when I'm with him I sleep well. Here,it occur to the boy that there is a spot of saliva on his shirt's shoulder which is left when the girl sleep by head leaning against his shoulder on the bus to school.It seems to indicate that the thing is true.

    This is my favorate film.I had borrowed the VCD from a little shop in my hometown.However,when I had returned to my hometown one years ago,the little shop had been changed to a restaurant.I had come to many VCD shop and fail to find it.This is a very obscure film,so I think I'm unable to appreciate it again and lose it forever maybe.In memory of it I name me ouzihua(欧子华）in my blog,qq.I write novel in a chinese literatural web,my pen name is 欧子华 either.

   

    Every day I go to and from work by metro where I stay one hour a day(half hour to and from work each).

    Most of time metros are overcrowded and it is hard to find a place to stand which is beyond tolerance.In order to spend the bad time I always take a book and compel myself to read it in metro.As the book I picked is obscure and I have to concentrate whole attention on it so as to become ignorant of the current condition.So,I not only successfully pass through the hard hours but also gain a lot.

    One day,however,the metros are not much crowded that I can find a seat.Here laziness conquers me and I sit to enjoy the thavelling ,ignoring the book in my bag.Of course,I have't any gain although given comfort.When I go out metro station，I could not help asking myself:What is better?

Recently,I have catched a cold.I feel weak and faint and am unwilling to do anything.Now,the people I most admire are those who are heathy.If a person is healthy,he can stady in order to realise his dream,work to make money,at least he can eat his favorate food.However,the everything mentioned above is out of my domain.

How happy to be a heathy preson.

I hope I will recover soon.

   Several days ago,I had watched a TV program about ZHUANG ZI interpreted by YU DAN.I had heard anout ZHUANG ZI and his ideas before.However,this is the first time I am acquainted with him deeply and profoundly.

   It surprise me that ZHUANG ZI was so down to earth.He enjoyed common life and was unwilling to take on responsibilities as he wanted to live easy.He was happy always even in poor situation as he had different point of view about everything.In a word,he can always find out reason for happiness even when his wife passed away.

   In my opinior,ZHUANG ZI is more great than Confucius.By the ideas of Confucius,a small group of social elite may to come into being.However,a countless ordinary people can benefit from the ideas of ZHUANG ZI.It can please plain people,comfort those disappointed,give courage of living on to those in despair.

  When I'm young,I used to thirst for something that attract me，regret something that had gone,repent something that I had done wrong，worry something that may be against me.

  As I grow up,I had experienced too much disappointment,pressure and surprise.The thing that I ever thirsted for was't as perfect as I had dreamed of.The thing that I  ever regreted was't as important to me as I had assumed.The thing that I ever worried was't as scared as I had imagined.

  Now,I see that all thirst,regret,repentance and worry are in vain and the only result is to add to the burden of life.Everything advance obeying its own law.If you want to live easy you have to believe that every outcome is always to your advantage.

Just like first time,there are last time as much as first time in life too.You maybe have already experienced something at last time,for example,you maybe have had your birthday party in your 20s at last time.Maybe gonna experience it,for example,there may be only one birthday left in your 30s.

The most pitiful thing is that when you have already experienced something at last time,however,you have't realise it.One afternoon in a few day after graduation from university,when I was having a snap,a thought occured to me being in partially conscious state that I had left schooldays forever and I cannot sit with my classmates and teachers in classroom together again.Suddenly,I had waken up.however,I cannot remember anything about my last class anyhow.I couldn't help falling in tear.

 Treasure everything you are experiencing,enjoy everything you are doing so that don't regret when something has gone at last time.

There are countless first time in life.For example at first time walking，traveling,seeing movie,playing hooky.

At first time winning first prize had made me proud.

At first time flunking had made me ashamed.

At first time cheating had made me repented.

At first time being cheated had made me mature.

At first time offending friend had made me sorry.

At first time leaving hometown had made me sad.

At first time steping in university had made me excited.

At first time geting drunking had made me feel wonderful.

At first time faling in love had made me drunk.

At first time disappointment in love had made me suffering.

At first time getting pay had made me surprised.

At first time having a baby had brought me happiness.

I hope can experience more thing for first time,at one and same time, hope something never happen to me.

    Six years ago I had fallen in love with a girl who is my first lover and is perfect in my heart.For her I had payed out my all sentiment and that times when we are together are most happy to me.At last,however,she had rejected me.Up to now I don't konw why.Maybe my poverty,maybe my introversion,maybe.That times that ever are most happy had become my most suffering memories.

   Now I had married a another girl.She has little caprice but loves me.I love her too and contain her shortcoming as I know perfection is unreal.However my first girlfriend is perfect in my heart forever because I was unable to get her.In the world the only perfect thing is what you are unable to get hold of.

   I had heard that my first girlfriend is still single.If I remember right she is thirty seven years old now.She is are excellent one and certainly a lot of boys had went after her ever.Definitely she is looking for a person all along too.However,the person in her heart may be too perfect.

   I hope Jack shall have Jill,and shall be well. 

   Sitting in my office,a strange thought occur to me that the temperature under air-condition very like those in my hometown now. 

   My hometown is a remote northern little city where I had spent twenty eight years.I had to say they are dreary times of which study,examination and work had filled my memory and I had little free time for my interesting thing.The only exciting thing was hike with my friends.However,I had lost touchs with them now.

   Now,I had come to the largest town in China for four years.However everything in the town still strange to me.In my hometown in a year the season was a happy season to me bacause of its coolness after horrid summer.However,in the strange land the season is still burning hot beyond tolerancy to me.Sometimes I could't help missing my hometown,but I know I could't return to it because there is't my place in that city.

   My baby differs from me.My hometown is a strange land to him.However,my strange land is a hometown to him.I hope he would't go to a remote place for living like me and can spend his life in his hometown.

   Wish him luck.

 

Once I had asked the two persons who are my first girlfriend and my wife a same question that what are their first memories.How they had answered I had forgetten,but I now clearly remember what is my first memory.

Of course I'm  very little when my first memeory had come,but I had forgetten how little I'm at that time.One day my dad and mom had approached to me and handed a little frog made from clay to me.I had taken it and bited it using my teeth.My dad and mom had laughed.

This is my first memory.Now I had my own baby who is a handsome boy six months old.Just liking me in my first memory,he try to eat everything he can touch including pillow,quilt,bed.His most favourable food is his own hand.

Now I had seen that eating is baby's only thing in his or her heart.I'm willing to provide him with all food he like to eat.I hope he grow up soon then I can ask him that what is his first memory.

By chance I heard a old song which had been popular as I am at junior middle school.On hearing the song my attention had been attracted to it.Listening ,my mind had been leaded to a distant place where sonw is floasting in sky,and land is in white which looks cold,but feel warm.In the amazing scenery everything is quiet.So is my heart.With the song is over,I had to return to reality.

I hope someday my heart can be quiet forever in the noisy world whith is not escape rather maturity .

Yesterday,my wife take my son who is only six months old wnet to her hometown in FUJIAN province on holiday.I feel a little sad.

Somebody said that a man have not love to his child at begining of his child life.This seem to be true.When my son just had come to the world,looking his new face and body ,I feel a little strange,even fear.I has to provide him with everything I have and have not now.I am not such strong in the more competing society.Making me do so much,it is unfair.

however,in the six months time,I am changed.He is such lovely.Although he is nuable to speak one word,but his every move attract my attention.His eyes is such bright which illuminate my heart。Looking at his laugn，my heart is warmed as if snow is warmed by spring sun。When he cries，I cannot help embracing him quietly as if held my future。

Although my son already six months old ，but I am  just becoming a father because I am just experiencing love。

today,my son who is five months old can climb.i'm happy and my father more happy.for long time i have't seen my father so happy.i can appreciate him.he has been seeing another me,yonger,fresh. i love my son.i hope he grow up soon.however,i don't hope i get old.this is unavoidable.my son is the person who will bury me.my son,today i is tomorrow you.my father,today you is tomorrow me.

This is my first day to have a log。Im very happy.