Winter is a season to bask in the sun The cold wave has gone, and the air is full of sunshine. It is a comfortable feeling. As I ride bike in the campus, many students sit with their companions on the lawn, talking and laughing. This remind me of some memories of(about) winter. Winter is a season to bask in the sun. Though the winter has not come, and now it is autumn. What is different is that in autumn the wind continuously chill your heart not freeze while the shine illuminate on your face compared with the winter. It is a pleasure to sit on the lawn to breathe the cool air quietly, in and out. At this time, I will think of the fingernails I saw by chance in the class, the color of which was red, a noticeable color, charming. Though red is vulgar in general. To her, it is beautiful that contains a passion for expressing herself sincerely. Just before one week had elapsed, in the English class I sat on the seat beside hers. It happened casually that when I went to class lately and there are few empty seats, I had to ask her, “Dose anyone in this seat?”. I felt depressed that I spoke it in an indifferent tone. Somehow, there were other seats in the classroom. The reason why I chose the seat beside her was that I liked to sit with a familiar person rather than a stranger, and she is my classmate, I had to tell you, though I didn't know her very much. Well, Probably I'd like to sit with her. This idea was sowed in my mind from the day I saw her red bright（vivid） fingernail. I was eager to know whether the red was on her fingernails or not. On the class we said nothing, except that she asked me some questions or I asked her some questions those formal conversation. I had said that I didn't know her very much and so did she. Usually we never or have no opportunity to converse with each other. I like English very much. So I listened carefully on the class. She read some paper with her head hanging down because she was faced with a exam a little time late. But I couldn't stop thinking the idea that just to round my head a bit and see whether the red is on her fingernails or not. As I was thinking it, I round my head suddenly to her. But at the same time she happened to raise her head to look at the teacher. It embarrassed me and I had to act as usual as if it was an accident, or something like that. Still I had saw the red. It faded to a light red.

never say goodbye I had always been not smoking before. Currently I begin to take the cigarette people give me. It makes me cough frequently. The more I cough, the more my throat pain. I become more quiet than before in the appearance while the heart inside palpitate unease. I figure that I need a girl. Several months ago I had told myself this, I denied(abnegated) it. Now it comes to me again. Recently I read an essay named <on seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful April morning>. It mainly told a boy met a girl in the street. They fell in love to each other at their first sight. So delightful they felt when they were knowing that they loved each other so much. But they could not sure that whether the all is real or not. They could not sure that they were the couple destined by god or not. Then they smiled and made a promise that from now, they walking alone by themselves, the next time, if they were the couple destined by god, they must meet again. What a romantic promise! Life is so callous that it fill with various things in your heart irrevocably until you lose your love. Even before no much time elapsed, they had forgotten their original promise, both of them. Then next time they met in the street . A familiar and comfortable feeling would or maybe float in their minds. Just looking at each other until passed by. That is all, no more and no less. It is depressing story. Why I thought of this story? Well, I just want at least meet a girl I will never forget.

Trivia A few days ago, when I lay on my bed thinking about something. Suddenly someone called me. It is Zheng, he told me that his new bike had been stolen outside the library when he decided to go back to dormitory. This incident he thought that I was supposed to know was a great shock to me when I heard of it. So depressed I felt as a dream was broken. For a long time I stood on the balcony, holding the cellphone beside my face, and said nothing. I remember, the last time our four people had just ridden our bikes traveling in this city in order to find the beauty of the season, autumn. I have been always expected the next travel, the next travel we will probably adventure to the further place. Every details have been considered in my mind. And I can practically start off right now. But all things went away, maybe would not come back again. I hate it that a hope is taken away irrevocably when you think you can hold it in your hand with no doubt. We all know it clearly that we will never know whether is the destiny or the effort that determines us. Nothing we can blame but the hideous fate. Well, ultimately it will come with a new way, I wish.

something about sex It is a strange and embarrassing topic to write, which was given by my friend Mao. Totally, the most people I met is still very traditional. People are shy to talk of anything about sex in public or in private. Even through some of them will tell you various things about sex that you never heard, the concept of sex in their brain is still not change. They like to watch Japanese AVs, remark(review) the actresses with pleasure and fun, who also are the people that most contempt those actresses. It means that they say one thing and do another.

my university life Firstly,I will admit that I love my university so much. It is a beautiful campus. I get up early on the morning, then I walk down from the dormitory building, and through the gate when everybody is still sleeping beside me. Everything is in peace and the air I breathe is flesh. Always the climate is pretty good, Sometimes bad also. But it doesn't effect my mood. I feel full of energy. Usually, I'll read books under the plants or whatever classroom, sit on the stone bench or some lawn having my breakfast, and then ride my bike to go to class. A peaceful life. There is a subtle beauty appeared in the ripples of lakes, in the clear pure light which acrosses the leaves, in all lives that live in this place no matter what they are,human beings or animals or anything. I like the feeling that wind brushes my hair when I run or walk on the road. I like the joy and pleasures that my friends take to me. I like the environment of library in which we all worked very hard, just for our expectations. Now, it's near a half of my four years university life. Simple as it may sound, but not monotonous and uninteresting. As it is said, “Plain living and high thinking.” Maybe many years later, I will still have a distinct recollection of how I lived through my university life. It must be unfogettable.

what's the meaning of "behind-the scrim life"and "countering sources". it's the best in chinese,and in english is

First notebook entry: Introducing myself my speaking english is poor.so i want to look for a companion.and i like reading ,IT and fighting.....