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Yesterday my colleague asked me to move in again. After knowing that I am living in a barber shop and the barber didn't ask me to pay during summer holiday (because he said he couldn't find a renter like me), she finally gave up. I still remember that a musician played and sang Jiang Kui's "An Xiang" for me, It was the first time I had heard that song played on the guitar and I found it unbearably sad. Some things can only be understood firsthand. When I was young, I heard someone playing Jiang Kui's melody. I enrolled in a guqin class. At that time in my life, I was stressed, so I had to give it up. Perhaps only people who move frequently can understand the travels in Jiang Kui's mid and later life. "But now your poet is getting old, and he has forgotten the love and lyrics; yet, he still resents the few flowers beyond the bamboo, for their chilling fragrance has crept into his chamber."
25 października 2024
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It was a beautiful sunny day. We got up early and went to a huge national park on an island. It was the largest park I've ever seen. We rented bikes and spent hours exploring the island along the coast. I noticed something interesting: there were many large spiders on the trees or near the water, like literally everywhere! It scared me a lot, but the locals didn't seem to mind at all. I almost ran into spider webs several times while cycling. Trust me, these webs were not vacant. Some of the spiders were dangling from trees so low that I had to crawl under them on my bike to pass through the narrow trails in the woods. Later, I realized something amazing: I hadn't been bitten by a single mosquito, even though I was in the woods the whole day. People keep spiders here to get rid of mosquitoes. What a brilliant idea!
25 października 2024
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Yesterday my colleague asked me to move in again. After knowing that I am living in a barber shop and the barber didn't ask me to pay during summer holiday (because he said he couldn't find a renter like me), she finally gave up. I still remember that an Italian musician played and sang Jiang Kui's "An Xiang" for me. It was the first time I had heard that song played on the guitar and found it unbearably sad. Some things can only be understood firsthand. When I was young, I heard someone playing Jiang Kui's melody. I enrolled in a guqin class. At that time in my life, I was stressed, so I had to give it up. Perhaps only people who move frequently can understand the travels in Jiang Kui's mid and later life. "But now your poet is getting old, and he has forgotten the love and lyrics; yet, he still resents the few flowers beyond the bamboo, for their chilling fragrance has crept into his chamber."
25 października 2024
2
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