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White or vanity I went to a bookstore yesterday.It's a nice place and has benchs for people to read.I like the atmoshpere of little bookstores.It feels euphoric and I'm not alone.I found a very interesting book <white(shiro)> wrote by Hara Kenya.I quit like it. I finished reading this book quickly because it's not very long.It has some spirits of Zen buddhism.It describes those delicate connections among white ,empty, paper,color and design."itoshiroshi" is the key word. It's like being detached or something truth but couln't tell or the relationship between white and black in Tai Ji.And in it is some original great power.I don't know if there is an english idiom for this meaning. In chinese we call this "只可意会不可言传“.
21 maggio 2017
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Little by little When we start to learn something new especially a long term course,if you suddenly realize that you intende to study a lot in a time,you'd better stop to think.This is not a good sign.Nothing can be accomplished in one single effort.The best step is the one suits you.Breaking down your process into small pieces.Make sure it is short enough not to become a burden and long enough to feed your interest.Use these small pieces as often as you can.And don't forget to reflect them from time to time.One day you will find you can put them together.Slowing is the fastest way.
20 maggio 2017
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The wind It's windy today.The wind is so strong and trees are almost knocked down . You barely could stand still while you are walking,and you can actually feel hurts on your face. Somehow I like this extreme wheather.It feels like the whole world is shaking and strange things will happen. When I was 15,I had a dream.I stood near a cliff.The wind was blowing.Then the wind began to spinning, suddenly it turned into a man.It was a romance story with a sad ending.He couldn't transform into a real person,and at last he said,"I will be the wind ,always by your said.When you feel the blowing,that's me.When your hairs feel the breeze,that's me who gently touching your face ." Since then,I think wind is a kind of life form.Maybe it's the soul of earth.Maybe it's telling stories in wind language.No matter what, this wind whisper is so sorrowful and every time it blows I want to cry.
18 maggio 2017
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I love to exercise Talking about my favorite activities, it must be hiking and walking.I always go walking in the afternoon, and do streching during the day as long as I have several minutes for free. I do yoga once a week and go swimming twice a year. Sometimes I do meditation, I think it's a kind of spirit exercise too. I'll feel exhausted if I go jogging or do weight training, so I don't like them very much according to my physical status.I prefer gentle movements, like 8 sessions(八段锦).I do it every morning. It's a traditional fitness training in China.It only has eight parts.Each part is a continuous move which can perfectly strench every part of your body.Expecially these points like the back between shoulder blades where normal activities couldn't get to.It only takes 15 minutes, and you barely sweat.15 minutes a day, keep the doctor away.
15 maggio 2017
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IL mia casa La mia casa è in periferia e nuova.Un appartamento al quarto piano.E‘camera da letto e soggiorno,cucina e bagno.E pensare che ¥700 d’affitto.E' comodo e luminoso.
15 maggio 2017
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In the morning I always get up early around 5 am.Then I make myself a cup of blacktea sometimes with rose sometime lapsong souchong.After that I start to read book.I am reading a short history of nearly everything recently.It's difficult for me because it's full of names and terms and the sentences are so long. I schemed to conquer this 500 pages book by two months and I read ten percent already.So,wish me good luck.
15 maggio 2017
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un'amica carino mia la amica più intimi si chiama Gloria .che conosco da dieci anni.è alta e carino.ha i capelli neri non molto lunghi.ha gli occhi bruna.ha 30 anni.è gentile e bella.è una professoressa dell ‘universita.
14 maggio 2017
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what a fainty day Mary's son Chris was ill yesterday.He threw up everything he ate and there were vomits all over the bed.Mary cooked him a bow of soup and some boiled apple.These morning ,he started feeling better and wanted to have some cookies..But Mary cannot let him eat.Chris opened the laptop and began to watch Peppa pig.Mary was cooking dinner.When they got ready to go to bed,Mary was chating with Chris.She said when you grow up,you will travel around the world.But Chris burst into tears.He said mum,I donnt want to go far,I just like to live on earth,not an other planet.Then,Mary told him a jok,Chris start ed laughing.But this made him to cough,and suddenly he threw the dinner up all over the bed.
13 maggio 2017
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