Why do people sometimes do not think perfect themself?

Do you think men and women can be friend?

Robbed in Shanghai One of my English teacher, little C was recently travelling around China, after so many joy and excitements he had after then, he came to our restless city Shanghai, and an idea just came to him, going to having massage and relax. as usual, he do not like to go such place alone, so he asked a friend, JJ to come with him. They took risk to a small and illegal massage shop which offers special services. When they were waiting for that special services in the private room, some mafias came in and they get robbed. here is the question: what would you do if were one of them?

How do you think about blind date?

Waiting for the next morning Covering the heart crying with your figure shadow Some story is not nessary to tell to everyone Most of them can not understand and see it all Missed that i have not seen the real myself Relieving myself with simple words Some emotions should tell to the understanding one Your tears shows passion and pity I swear i will be more hard and brave Waiting, waiting for the next morning We go the place that we first met for a walking Some of snowing will be melted Your shoulders are my soft home

I am happy they are reconciled My words works, She took my advice. Yesterday was ghost festival in China, I accompanied my friends, Zhang with her little son home. We saw people were burning those yellow paper outside on the street,everywhere. She get a little scared, So i determined to send them home. Before i turned back, I told her remembering my words and finding the right time to have a communication with her husband again. She did not give me a clear answer, But this afternoon she came to my shop and said that she has reconciled with her husband. I felt so happy when she told me. Finally the problem resolved.

Multiple subjects Every story has its own content, And every love has its own touching tune, A real heart is only going forwards you, Maybe the love is the more pure that we feel the more fasinating, You are kind of another landscape out of the window, What i am in your eyes? Your breath exisit inside of me, When can i be honest to myself? We never say that words, that i love you, It seems we are always not that brave, People all says that our relationship is not just caring, We never prove that, that mutiple subjects, It is always drives us mad, I will expect that love flower blooms in the dawn, And it will have a happy ending.

I feel bad My friend came to my shop with her little son yesterday, She said she was depressed with her families. and got a bad idea to divorce with her husband. I was astonished by her saying, Because they get married not more than one half years till now. I tried to persuade her with those general theory, and let her know she was wrong to have this bad thought. I told her that I dont have any experience about marriage, but i know how important that marriage should be, since you guys had made the swears to each other, You were becoming the one, And you are going to take everything that might happen in future, Love is not that weak which can be defeated by those little trifle things. Love is some kind promise, responsbility, tolerance, patience, understanding. Why do we have this beautiful world, because we have this Love.

Melody The last time i went to see him was last year, Since then we had never met again. Life is a miracle,Someone come in and someone go away, every glimpse of life is kind be a turning point. Those good meories makes today seem rather sad, There is so much has changed. Where are they,How have they been?