Hardly falling into sleep, I want to write some fluent mind on my favorite notebook.  Though I cannot escape from this quick sand, I would take a little bit breath for a moment.

    Looking around my “environment”, I suddenly notice that I am buried by tons upon tons of quick sand, breathing bitterly, just like the scenes projecting in the swamp or upon the iceberg.  From time to time, I always ask myself the same question, why I so love the silent, in the same circumstance, in the dark space, at the same time, before the dream.  But at last, I see, hear and get nothing.  That is my destiny and home, continuing until the last moment of my life.  During that period, I also collapse in front of the blue world entirely.  Fortunately, I recover again and again by myself.  I love to write the diary to uncover and express the roaring thought in my heart on the silent night.

    A long time ago, one, maybe two, even three, sentence beneath my upload diary gives me a flash happy sudden.  Thank Jane and some anonymous persons.  I need to say that that period is the most happiest in my life because of the communication or encouragement between the different perspectives about the world, the life or the felling.  However, I entered my space and found nothing any more every time in the recent period so that I felt very depressed.  I am sorry to say that I lost a strange but familiar female friend.  That is my fault.  But I do not want to persuade anyone to stay in my carriage longer than he or she wants to.  At the beginning of the New Year, I make a decision, addressing my diaries by myself, just for encouraging or consoling my cool but warm heart.  As we know that, a famous phrase, “work by ourselves”, was delivered by our great man, Chairman Mao, aspire a lot of human being for the meaningful spirit.  I also send this proverb to myself as a gift for 2009. 

    For the colorful world, the thoughtful mind, the unavailable dream, I pursue and craze for them.  The true happiness derives from the inner soul, not from other things, for example, money and flesh.  That is what I want.  Dreams always play the most beautiful notes but the strings always break for quite a lot of unthinkable reasons, such as the hard finger, the unknown object, the dumb weather etc...Notes up and down, in the same way the realistic life also sounds the same tone.  If the king lion tell a lie to the whole forest, all animals will route the wrong path to the future.  Maybe I am just in the path now for the beautiful and dreamy story.

    So long as the sunshine can cover the world from the east horizon on the morning, the forest can keep the live concert forever.  When the silent creek downs the steep mountain, the hard flog of the silent morning will light the most dreamful orchestra again.  Although the moon will penetrate the earth in the end of the day, the expected hope will direct the right answer to the inner heart.  Open the heart, expect the soul beating.  The light music, “the sound of silent”, plays the movement forever only if you can open your eyes on the morning...

    Good night and have a sweet dream.  Rui, I love you beyong what I can describe by language…

    I need a love song to express the heartful year, a year full of happiness, wonder, surprise, sensation, love, care, tear...Everything consists of a small but forever and peaceful symphony.  I need to thank a lot of emotional persons, just for your glimpse about my inner and fragile soul as well as your grasp about my unknown direction, especially My dad and mom, Mr Wang and Qin Rui.  Thanks for your love...

     As the new year come around the corner of time and hope, many memories go about the mind of my heart for a long time.  Although some episodes play the tragic note, the whole buleprint dances with the happiness and serenity of the inner heart.  At the same time, I have became more mature instead of being floating above the light air.  In some sense, I make sense that waiting is also improvement.  Back to the last year, I  need admitting that some improvements occur in many circumstances.  But in other word, shamed of  honest, I also need to update my equipments, including the rash heart, the clumsy diction, the uncalm mind...In a word, I need time.  Along the road to Dongle, I will continue to learn and improve with sincere, brave, honest, and loveable.

    Generally, the 2008 maybe kinds of the cornerstone of my life.  At the middle of the year, I said goodbye to my undergraduate period.  A lot of good and bad memories deposit in the bottom of my heart.  A lot of faces full with joy, care, love and blame are only just met in the haunted dream.  A lot of tone and eye-contact maybe lost forever.  After entering the anxious gate of postgraduate period, a lot of things with pieces of knowledge should be learned.  A lot of feelings are needed to extract and degust again from another perspective with another systems of notes.  A lot of meaningful experiences are needed to participate again with the other cluster of persons.  How wonderful a lot is...I am just a lock dog devoid of direction and sensation just smelling along the road followed the scent of beautiful flower.  Fortunately, a lot of forerunners position my direction.

    From the beginning of 2002, I have been sending myself a phase: New year, New Jun.  Hope that I can experience a new self during the 2009.  Hope that I can witness a lot of surprises.  Hope that I can exceed myself again from different aspects.  So do everyone...Thank you

    I love you...Good night and have a sweat dream.

 

    It is a surprise that we can meet in this big world.  I have lots of complimentary words to express my heartful feeling, and so cannot write down in this small piece of blank space.

    Rui, I love you and Thanks for your softness, care, kind, moment, even your glimpse....Please wait for my spare time in order to describe your beauty...

    Happy new year.  Wish I can continue witnessing surprises for ever with You...I love you

    Good night and have a sweat dream.