A group It's been quite a time since I posted my last composition. During these several months, I've already graduated with my bachelor degree and left the college where I have lived for four years. A little sad, actually. Now I am in the north-west of China, doing a low-paid job and living at my cousin's house. I don't have many friends, especially in this not so familiar city. To be honest, I have little love for it. I met some people online. We gathered in a Wechat group. In the very beginning, the reason that we joined the group is to encourage ourselves to go running and keep reading. Each week one of us would volunteer to record the distances and books. We shared our lives too. Some of them are still university students, some just graduated, some have worked for years. I like them, all of them. We have different life experiences, live in different cities, meet different people every day. While we have similar interests, happiness and sorrows. Sometimes I feel like that I have already known them for years. People always say that someday we will leave each other. That all relationships end up waving farewell to each other. That nothing stays forever. Right, I am aware of that too. People come up and walk away. Being the moments of your life, Never will they stay. While at least the time we spent together means something. Something that I will cherish and remember---guess this time I can say---forever.

A sport One of my favourite sports is running. In fact, I have never been the excellent student in PE since elementary school. Being the last one to reach the finish line, I was lucky enough to barely pass the running tests. While during my sophomore year, when we no longer take PE lessons, I became interested in running thanks to one of my favourite artists. She is an artist who has many titles, including singer, composer, actress, director and writer. She also claims to be a vegetarian as well as a runner. Having run several Marathons, she has not only bettered herself in many ways but also become my inspiration. I started running, too. My farthest run recorded in Nike+ was 12.3 kilometers, which lasted for about 1 hour and 21 minutes. I have been considering to run a half-marathon before turning 25 years old, which leaves me three years to prepare for it. In spite of being an amateur runner, I have much confidence in myself to accomplish it. This is really exciting.

A birthday I wrote this on my 21st birthday last year. It exceeds the length limit so I upload the picture of it for your reading experience. Looking forward to your comments and thank you for reading this! "Come on ! Time to hit the road ! " "What's the haste, we still got plenty of time...."groaned. "We would be sorry if we miss it. Now cut the crap, pack your things and come with me. " "Fine, if you say so. "grimaced. It was near the dawn but still dark out there. Twinkling stars bestrewed the vast night sky. Somewhere off to their right crickets were chirping merrily. "It's quiet. " "In the middle of night, yes. "yawned. "Twilight, actually. Don't you think this is one of the most splendid things in the world ? It seems everything has been renewed and much gentler than middays. No jammed traffic or noisy crowd, no burning sun or hot air. Those things can almost kill people in midsummer. " "You were born in a day like this, weren't you ?" "Yeah...I suppose so. A summer child. " "Now look at you, already a woman grown. " "...I prefer the word 'girl', thanks. " "Yet you can't deny the aging and all the time behind you. Time kills, time tells. " "Age growth doesn't mean much to those who still laugh like children even in their eighties. I can stay forever young if I want to. Time won't hold me back. " "You sound like a green and inexperienced lad talking about conquering the whole world. You thought you were confident and fearless, but pretentious and ignorant indeed. " "I never meant to win anything. Never a good contestant. " "Lotteries are exceptions obviously. " "Ah... you know me. " "Sorry about those words, I wasn't trying to be mean. " "I know, it's alright. You simply tried to make a warning. I'll keep that in mind. Besides, you've got a point though. I'm not ready to fit in the society. No particular skills, no job, no money, no power. You know how much I used to despise all this shit, but without them, my life will totally become shit then. To live a life and enjoy it as best as I can. That is my motto. " "Surely you can manage it, I got the faith in you despite the current situation and uncertain future. " "Sweet of you to say that. " Silence fell like a mist. The sound of crickets chirping and leaves rustling seemed like a never-ending song. The numerous stars gradually diminished as the eastern sky turned whitish. "Ah...just some crackers and brown rice rolls, and er...several slices of whole wheat bread, we may be starving

A stranger It was predawn when the train arrived. The departure time of the early bus was still one hour ahead. There was a McDonald's opposite the bus stop, which was still open so I decided to stay there for a while. I thought I should order something although I had no appetite at all. But they had nothing but spicy hamburgers and coffee right then. As I said, it was still predawn and they didn't have much to serve. I was totally not a fan of spicy food. I would not sit there eating the spicy burger with snot and tears running down on my face like a flood. Nothing ordered, I walked towards the table by the window and sat there reading the e-book on the phone. Then I felt something strange. A guy stinking of alcohol was peeking at me! No, not peeking at all. It was too obvious to ignore him. "Is there any problem, sir?"I finally asked. "No no no no, not at all." said the guy with his hands waving. Then I returned to my book, deciding to ignore this stranger. But he was still standing there, watching me. He even bent his back to look at me upside down! I swear, for a second I suspected he was a lackwit indeed. It was rude to say that but there must be something wrong with him. "Is there anything I can help, sir?" I asked again, smiling politely. I'm a person with good manners after all. "No no no..." he still denied, "I was wondering...are you a male or a female?" WTF...WTF...WTF... What an interesting question was that! I couldn't possibly put on the "what the bloody hell" face! Instead, I answered, "A female, so anything else?"still trying to smile politely. "Sorry...I mistook you for a man...you have a handsome looking." he said. "It's alright." I replied. I returned to my phone, again. The guy didn't seem to be leaving though. Then he sat down opposite me. "Who on earth is this bloody drunkard! Why don't you just leave me alone!"I screamed in my mind. Then he tried to chat with me. Instead of driving him away, I talked to him and answered several questions with lies mixed with a little bit truth. That was what a clever liar would have done. He was no man of charm at all. Only a fleshy babbling drunkard. Although from the way he talked he seemed to be sober and normal. He was really really talkative. I got bored soon and replied with some meaningless words. I remembered him talking of thieves and plainclothes police. He claimed he could easily tell a cutpurse or a plainclothes policeman from a crowd. I didn't pay much attention to that. Shortly after, a group

A travel Last Thursday I got on a train which was bound for Xi'an. My bunk was on the top, which means it wouldn't be convenient to climb up and down. So I decided to linger around the carriage corridor for a while. Then I saw this guy who was about my age, almost six feet tall, clean shaved and he also got a tattoo on the back of his left hand. He was rather good-looking actually, so I couldn't help peeking at him from time to time without him knowing. I could have tried to talk to him then, having a chit chat or something. But before I made up my mind he started a long phone call which seemed it would last forever. Shortly after I got bored. So I climbed up my bunk and forgot all about him.