Traveller(3) 1/2/2007

Life is illusion

We are just the traveler

Like birds through the sky live nothing

But I want my life live a track on this world even it is also illusive.

Traveller(2) 1/1/2007

A bird is flying in the sky

He can always see rosy clouds and rainbow

It looks like us

When we are on our way of lives

Friends are always with us

Traveller 12/17/2006

I looked out of the window

A bird was going through the sky

He stopped at a pine tree

I thought there should be his nest

But I was wrong

He left after a while

At that time, I found the bird was on the way of a long trip

And the tree was just a place for rest.

My feeling 12/14/2006

Life is like tea.

When we add some more hot water the tea's strong bitter taste will become sweet.

Rabindranath Tagore's poem

The furthest distance in the world

Is not between life and death

But when I stand in front of you

Yet you don’t know that

I love you

The furthest distance in the world

Is not when i stand in font of you

Yet you can’t see my love

But when undoubtedly knowing the love from both

Yet cannot

Be together

The furthest distance in the world

Is not being apart while being in love

But when plainly can not resist the yearning

Yet pretending

You have never been in my heart

The furthest distance in the world

Is not

But using one’s indifferent heart

To dig an uncrossable river

For the one who loves you