the other days, i went back somewhere,and took some photos of my nearly blank momeries.
and happened to found out this diary which matched the photo.
life goes as it is .nothing changed but we changed.
here is one of my favorite poems :
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.
well ,here is the diary written by X alive 5 month ago.
skim it over just for fun~
May . 2007.
to tell the truth ,
i committed something conscienceless the other days.
one night after evening classes,
i forced one of my friends to committed it with me.
we sneaked into the back yard
that lay behind the flats of the teachers.
there were crops ,flowers and
most greatfully some cherry trees in it.
i clambed up into the tree.
i was eating while picking.
suddenly a near door opened and came out an elder man
when i was ambrassed ungracefully on the tree...
we stared at each other for seconds.
then i said first ,of corse with a wide smile
:"hello grandpa,is this your cherry tree?
and may i have a taste?
they really looks delicious ..."
as might be excepeted,he smiled :"of course you can ."
but then he added:"but look out for the Chinese rose flowers below the tree.
be carefull not be hurt when you came down."
i turned my eyes down .
oh my dear.what a mass of Chinese rose flowers !
i dinn't notice them just now.
i could see the prickles of flowers are smiling at me devilly
well,out of question
it was not as easy as it is in the beginning for me to get down .
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