Holiday~ Holiday is coming~~~~~~Tomorrow~~~~~~~~ Looking forward to the Spring Festival!!!! No homework, lalala bravo!!!

So happy~ I am so proud that my Chinese article(writing?s?) has won the first prize in my association(Is the usage of this word right?) I am ambitious that I want to be one of the best writers .This is my dream. Jia You!!

MY HOPE 1.I hope one day I could speak Germany fluently. 2.I hope I can get acquainted with many foreign friend. 3.I hope my life could be more happier and more optimistic. 4.I hope I can have more time to write dowm my own words.I want to be an author. 5.HU XIA is really a cute boy~I hope one day I could be one of his friends. 6.I hope BAYERN can win the game tomorrow and Schweini please come through the injured sooner.We missed him sooooo much. 7.I want to meet some guys who are good at OFFICE ACCESS.I hope they can help me finish my homework BECOZ I DO REALLY KNOW NOTHING ABOUT IT. 8.I hope I can be lucky always.RP is very necessary!!!!! 9.I hope I can have good results in my final exams. 10.I want a boyfriend!!! I want a boyfriend!!! I want a boyfriend!!!

If I could be happier. Glücklich ist, wer vergisst, was nicht zu ändern ist.Ich liebe die Welt.Viel Glück!!!

FEELING LOST I feel lost. I'm pretty dispirited becoz I think I have lost my passion about life and do not know how to be ambitious again. My life in the university is really suck.My classmates got failed in all competitions among classes and there are too many boring activities which occupied my own free time. All I want is just to stay alone , be myself.I want to read more books and write more essays.

试梅妆。<拙作> 若是将这一枝虚梅折下，那这夜魇中的暮雪便纷纷失了方向。你就在那，眉眼如画。 一场雨，浸寒了空气的温度。南国的冬季总是跳过秋日来的很晚，每一次难得的清爽都像一次奢求，念念叨叨生活就这样过。进入大学，完成军训，混乱中窗外的阳光依旧明媚。近来一直思考的问题是究竟何种文风才是我的文风，曾经记得老师说我已经开始慢慢自成一派，可惜在后来的模仿与堆砌中我慢慢在迷失，或许理性或许诗意，也许我一直在讨好我梦里的自己。邯郸学步，最终学去的，是一个失败的自己。 少了太多的激情去争去抢所谓的机会名誉，大多时候只想静静的有一个地方可以让我睡到自然醒，然后寻一处闲适坐着，置一杯清茶，读一本自己想读的书，听着清泉般的音乐在心里默默体会着他人浓缩于书中的人生智慧。然当这些看似轻巧的理想在这时光的奔跑中成为了夸父逐日的天真，也许多多感慨自己若是身在福中的一枚铜币更好些，也许锈迹也许斑驳，然看穿古今的静态，终是凝缩了世间冷暖的百态千姿。 将入夜的黄昏，带着些许的寒气泼墨了头顶的一片天，翻了几页《小窗自纪》，每则不过简约一句话，却足够将清新隽永之感注入字里行间。“溪上清流梳石发，无妆亦整云鬓； 阶前细雨洗苔衣，不舞常明翠袖。”读的时候脑子里想的总是那些长袖善舞却从未迷失的女子。如日前写文时专注于的雅妓，无关于物质无关于赤艳的欲望，她们不过是站在那里，看着眼前的来来往往，理智清冷下是双看透的凡俗的眼，哪怕雕琢哪怕强迫，都未必全都落了那俗套。 纤姿吟水，桃花人面开复谢去，窗棂前铜镜映着精致的妆容，每一日的记忆都费劲了心思。犹记得某此行至江南水乡古桥下，听着耳边传来的喧杂的金属电音，光阴带去了古瓦滴雨下地如歌温婉，浮躁欢庆着今时今日的纸醉金迷，与那放肆不羁的笙歌夜夜，少了红颜知己，满目的花枝招展却看不见人心最初的颜色。如今空留隔墙冷意。所谓灯红酒绿一夜欢纵，其实都不过是苍白寂寞下急急欲将人催老的战马怒鸣，马蹄踏下少了大漠的桀骜扬尘，多得是迷失路途时所见的落叶残尸。 谁还记得昔日的那个自己？枉费了辰光的落笔生花，世相实在太过相似。倒也曾幻想过那一叶孤舟泛波碧湖，做个不曾皱眉的墨客英雄，不拘于功名利禄，举杯酩酊即可成诗，拔剑吟啸碧落黄泉。试想，到那雪掩门扉时醅一壶小酒，邀一位故人，去那早梅树下小酌一夜，倒勿需记得谈了什么，只存着心中温暖便足矣。 那些朝朝暮暮，都赋予了笑谈，如是多好。 可真真切切的是今时今日的自己更多的只是个满腹牢骚的庸人，一碗一筷似乎早已满足不了内心的膨胀，万家灯火环绕的再不是宁静夜晚窗前古榕的呼吸声，却是觥筹交错时过度的人情与笑声背后冷漠的咆哮。一身的迷茫抖落了多少少时的清秀回忆，破晓与夜幕从此与遗忘告别了纠葛，每日匆匆的睁眼看见的总是昨日留下的遗憾。 那一笔书成，早就不见了结尾。 然我愿在本真苏醒那一刻，领了那埋在泥土中多年的夙梦，闻着那不朽的泥土香，去布下一局相思。便是莫辜负了我这一场行走便好。 五七少爷 辛卯年己亥月己卯日

Hello everybody~~~~~~~~ HELLO~~~~~I'M COMING~~~~~~~~My name is Elbe from China.Nice to meet you guys~~~~~~~~~You can call me YU.