年二八于外公家食 愁红惨绿春将至， 凄风冷雨浇喜气。 粗息重喘近耳旁， 玉食珍馐难下咽。 冷炙巨石腹中坠， 郁郁千斤抵胸前。 干枝枯手不忍望， 昔日珠瞳琉光失。 朗朗清骨苍老尽， 渺渺生火残喘兮。 缠绵病榻数年载， 数斗丹药如饭食。 儿孙相顾甚痛心， 实难得此开心颜。 绵绵此期何时尽？ 只盼能得人常在。

My First Riding Experience The horse was so muscular. It was the first time for me watching a horse so close. It had such a big rump and strong hind legs. I believed if I was kicked by them, all of my ribs could fracture. Of course I was not too stupid to irritate it, and it looked like very tame. It had beautiful and gentle eyes, which seemed the lake under the moonlight. Its eyelash are long and thick, whose shape was like a Chinese paper fan. I had imagined many times I ride on a horse like a heroine, raising highly my spear and rushing to the enemy. You could imagine how excited I was at that time. I caught the saddle then swung myself into it. Sitting on the back of the horse, I was inflated with pride. I felt I was a true soldier. However the horse started to trot along the track, I was not ready then. I heard the coach shouting out “Bend waist!” behind me. Alas! I totally fogot it. I felt myself was thrown up by the horse and dropped down just like a fool. How funny I was! I totally could not keep pace with the tempo of the horse’s. Everytime I clamped the horse’s belly, its nose would jet out air. To be honest, the sound scared me a bit. I thought it must be not comfortable, then I didn’t clamp its belly any more. What I could do the only two things are catching the saddle firmly and bending my waist as possible as I could. I didn’t think of the heroine dream. So embressed I was then. The only matter in my head was why this track was so long! I almost could not hold on. What the scene playing on in action movies was completely false, how could the players feel comfortable on the back of a running horse! Then something worse happened, my glasses slipped down the bridge of my nose, which was like adding fuel to the fire. I had to loosen my right hand to push the glasses up. What a risky action, but I didn't think of it then. At last I got to the destination. Thank goodness, I could not stand the jolt any more. I climbed off the horse like a tired bear. My thighs were numb and I felt the ground was shaking. I and my friend laughed at each other for our actions today. Though it was lousy, I felt very happy. Haha, I shall try once more next time.

Daughter in Red-One Kind of Chinese Wine Daughter in red is one kind of Chinese wine. There is a legend about its origin. Once upon a time, there was a tailor in the countryside of Shaoxing. His wife was pregnant. He thought the child shall be a son. He intended to have a celebration when his child was born, so he requested a famous brewster to brew some fine rice wine to celebrate with his relatives and friends at that time. However, things went contrary to his wishes, his wife gave birth to a daughter, which is like pouring cold water on his eager heart. He was so disappointed that he buried these wine under the osmanthus tree at the backyard. Time fled, the girl grew up into a smart girl with good features and was likeable. She was fully conversant with tailoring, and embroidered very well. The business of the tailor’s became better and better. The tailor was so happy and decided to let his daughter marry his best apprentice. At the wedding night, he suddenly remembered the wine he buried more than ten years ago. Then he dug them out and shared them with the attend. When he unveiled the lids, the full-bodied fragrance floated out of the container. The wine with mellow flavor was so tasty and left endless aftertaste in people. Then people called it “Daughter in Red” or “Daughter Wine”. Afterward, when people there gave birth to daughters, they buried some wine under the ground as well. Then they dug out these wine when their daughters got married. It gradually evolved into a local custom.

Should I capitalize the "i" of "Internet" ? If the first letter "i" of "Internet" must be capitalized? Is there any exception?"on the internet" or "on the Internet"?

Private Information Leakage On the end of December, 2011, the database of the largest programmer website in China—CSDN was attacked by hackers, more than six million user information was leaked out. Then many social networking sites, game websites, match-making websites, online shopping websites and so on were doubted that their user information was stolen, no less than fifty million of that was leaked out. It is the largest-scale private information leakage in the Internet history of China. I saw this news report on television days before, but I didn’t think it would occur to me! Yesterday my friend sent me a text when I was at home. She asked if I posted some strange links to my personal web, I realized at once that my privacy must be leaked. It was not difficult to catch her. What a glaring trace she left:she added herself as my friend! How funny! Some social networking sites need users fill in much sensitive information, and guarantee do not leak them, but how do they guarantee? If something like this happen again, who will be responsible for it?

花黄—a facial decoration of ancient females in China “花黄” is a noun. It’s a kind of facial decoration of females in ancient times. “花黄” is also called as花子, 额黄, 鸭黄, 约黄and so on. It is made from glossy colorful paper, silk, mica, wings of cicada and dragonfly etc, which is dyed into golden, shiny red or green. It is cut in the shapes of flower, bird and fish, and affixed on the forehead, dimples, corners of mouth and temples of females. Females in ancient times also dyed their foreheads with goldon dye because of the inspiration they got from goldon buddha. “花黄” started to be popular in the Northern and Southern Dynasty. There are many versions about its original, but can’t be proved. It appeared in a famous poem (also is a folk song) “木兰辞”. Here is the sentence from that referring to it: 当窗理云鬓，对镜帖花黄. (Facing windows to comb my hair, affixing “花黄” before mirror.) This girl was making up then. “花黄” was quite popular in Tang Dynasty. We can see many pictures of female affixing “花黄” in their faces of that time.

Friend And Ship Can’t talk to someone around, In the distance someone I can talk to. None utterd though a thousand words hung in my heart, Follow you my eyes will. Who you know they are good, But missed. Smile, look away, brush past in corridor, Never have a intersection since ever. Who you chat happily with, Parting is close to hands. Nothing you can do to change, Just booze the bitter wine, Yell carpe diem. Leaving and disappearing the ship load my miss. Sing to myself a song of parting, Look up to the sun, Shake to yesterday, hug tomorrow. Fight alone in the way of life. Stroke my casket between the campaigns, All things you gave me lying there. I ask myself, Who will accompany me to the end? This piece was written down after I saw an article of my friend. Then some lines pop into my head. Here I would like to thanks for the inspiration he brought me. This one is only a try to express my thought in poetry format. It’s not perfect and rhyme. Maybe there are many errors in grammar. Could you correct my general words with poetic ones and grammar? I would really appreciate for any help or suggestion. Thanks in advance!

Watch Out, Girl It was my first time skiing. So let me tell you something about that. I tried to practise several times on flat ground, then I found it’s not very difficult to move over snow. I was so excited and full of confidence like a balloon filled with gas being going to explode at once. So I decided to ski down the slope. I had dreamed it many times before. In my fantasy, I skied down from the top of the mountain like a truly warrior, open my arms to greet to sky when I rush toward welkin like a big bird. Whoopee! I couldn’t wait one more minute. I caught one machine, it pull me upwards. “Ok, I am ready. Go!”, I said to myself. Aha, I was swooping down like a hawk. It's so cool. But what could I do to stop? I didn't know anything about that. Then I fell down backward, gurgling and slipping forward some meters on the snow. It’s not painful at all. I like the feeling of rapidly slipping down, it’s cool and exciting. I practiced skiing on the slope time and time again, also fell down again and again. One time, my sled was out of control, I deviated my original direction, and rushed toward a male below me. “Watch out! I am coming!”, I shout out and threw my skiing poles, then give a “warm huge” to him. Oh, he caught me! Thank godness, I didn’t hurt him.It’s fortunate that my speed is not fast, otherwise he might be knocked off in the air by me. I found it’s much more difficult to stand up again on slope than flat ground. Everytime I strived to do that I would slip down. There was a time, I fell down again, I struggled to stand up, but failed all the time. What worst is that I overexerted too much and had a cramp in my right calf. There was nobody around me at that time. My friend are far away from me. And I was exhausted to press the button to take off my shoes. Things seemed bad with me. I realized I must save by myself. So I calmed down and tried to relax. Then the pain eased. At last it dissappeared. I sat on the snow nearly five minutes. When I tried to stand up again, the coach appeared before me like a superman. Oh! That’s great. He stretched out his hand to me. But I nearly pulled him to fall down as well, finally I stand up again with his help. Another time, I fell down under the machine, I strived to stand up, and succeeded. But I didn’t see the machine running toward me, it beat on my head, so I fell to ground again. My skiing pole hit my head as well in panic. I sat on the snow and gurgled. How funny am I.

The Second Day of My Short Break: On The Way to Skiing Resort Car was running smoothly on the highway on our way to skiing resort. I was sitting on the backseat listening music when others were chatting. I looked outside through the window, seeing some small villas standing in twos and threes beside the highway. The cars in another roadway passed quickly toward the opposite direction, and soon fall behind away our car. I lowered the window, let the wind blow in. It gentlely caressed my face, playing with my hair like a naughty kid. The sun strived to pull open the clouds and try to stick his head, then shrinked back shyly. I stretched out my hand, feeling the warm from the sun. What a lovely day! Car kept running around the twisting mountain road. With the height increasing, I felt air push on my eardrum. The fog was more and more heavy. The mountains in the distance was around by heavy fog. They looked like brides in wedding veil with a lily garland around their neck. Finally car stopped, I recovered from my imagination. Wow, so beautiful! We like stranger vistors stumbling into this fairyland. Sunshine was dazzlingly bright. I even can see my friend’s facial hairs, they were plated on a layer of gold!