Monday, January 23, 2017

Hi there


"Something I see and write about",
is my playground for practicing writing in English
and translating my thought into words.

Many years has passed,
more coding, less blogging and something is missing.

My English is still broken,
hopefully imagination is being mended.

Be happy ♥





Friday, January 11, 2013

always here

 

wilt in autumn
dry in winter
back in spring
alive in summer

green or brown
I'm here forever
up in the air or down on the ground
not depend on season

 

I have planted Sesame for many years.
The first year I started from seed
and after that, it always comes back for me to enjoy its leaves.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

a winter star






a winter star shines in the cold,
so lonely, so old.

many flower stars,
here we are, brave and bold.

Saturday, December 29, 2012

White & Wet

 

Silver and cold,
snow became rain
when it grew old.


White and wet
... and that’s how
snow and rain met.


If snow means lovely,
then rain means
we are happy.

 

 

It was raining after Christmas.
Rain or shine, it is a must
to take some pictures of
how happy we have met.

Thursday, December 27, 2012

my Christmas gift

 

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a melt snow drop on a new daffodil’s leave,
a Christmas gift from nature.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

The loud silence

 
Sometimes, silence can explain things better than a thousand words.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

me, myself and forest

It seems sad
Sitting alone in the forest.
Actually it is not that bad
Sitting in peace in the forest.
The truth is I am glad
Sitting with myself in the forest.



Friday, November 4, 2011

Long Journey


In the middle of no where,
I could not see I were there.

In the middle of life I spare,
I can see why after long journey I reach there.





Sunday, October 2, 2011

an old rose, our old love


Let's grow old together,
an old rose and our old love.

An old rose has its beauty,
our old love has its beautiful memory
.




One cloudy day,
an old rose I'm thinking about throwing it away.
A rose's beauty,
I still see it even in a hazy day.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

little dahlia


a little dahlia can be cute,
it doesn't need to be huge.

 a tiny dahlia must be strong,
tolerates summer heat for this long.




Just want to write something
for no update of this blog for a while,
but cannot think of anything yet,
I have been thinking,
of something I see and (want to) write about.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Just Write


Hopefully this year,
I will be able to 'see and write about' more often.
Happy New Year^^

Friday, November 19, 2010

Up & Down


Summer then fall,
my blog has not been changed at all.
Thanks to someone,
if you happen to come by from time to time.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Champion on the wall






Pink Champion
climb up high,
to see the sky.

Like a champion,

we have to try,
rain or shine.


One day we will
climp up high,
and see the sky.


~ Still long way to go in life.
Long way means we've still got a chance.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Welcome Summer


You can feel the heat,
take a step up the temperature stair,
a little bit at a time for now.


It's mean shorts and t-shirt,
slipper and beautiful skirt,
best time for popsicle and ice cream,
and wonderful hydrengia.

Friday, May 7, 2010

grass dance



 





I have a short walk after lunch. 
Dewberry are blooming everywhere.

It is so windy, grass and dewberry are dancing.
I let the wind do the composition today.
My part is only watching flowers enjoy their dance in the wind.


~ The answer my friend, is blowin' in the wind ~
from Blowin' in the wind

Monday, May 3, 2010

Spring Leaves

Spring is my favorite time of year.
I love how tiny leaves open from their buds
and the shade of green that can melt my heart.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

The road to somewhere


Keep walking,
we will arrive at some place in the end.



 It is the unknown we fear
when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
~ J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Monday, April 26, 2010

Just a day



What did you do when your day is not as good?
I bought myself a bunch of flowers and put them in a vase.


Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark.
~ George lles