Monday, April 7, 2008

a piece of song

A song can be certainly regarded as a kind of arts. People like to listen to the music. I like listening to music. If i can, i wanna listen to it all the time. The choice of what kinds of music always depends on my mood. If i am in a lamentable mood, i would like to choose a slow song, and may the words of a song can reflect my emotion.

Recently, the most frequent songs i listen to are called "remembrance" (in chinese) and "a song to the sun" (in Japanese ). "A song to the sun" comes from a TV series in Japan. It describes a girl who has a disease called "XP" seeks her dream, even though she can not live over 20 years. It's fantastic. I definitely like. haha....

the event i attended


On Monday, i went and see a concert performed by the orchestra. My chinese roommate is a trumpeter. i thought it was so interesting and exciting, but most of us fell asleep. It seemed like it was a lullaby. Although they just played about 4 or 5 songs, it took almost a hour.

a portrait of myself

I really don't remember what did i look like when i was ten year old. At that time, I was very nervous in doing every thing. I did not like to talk to old strangers, even my parents' friends. Every one thought I was tractable and clever kid. My parents gave me so much freedom to let me do whatever i liked, maybe because they scarcely had leisure to take care of me. i remember that when about 3 or 4 year old, my grandparents raised me up.

when ten year old, i had already studied in boarding school with iron fence around it. i spent every day with my classmates there except weekends.