Sky at Dusk and at Night

I prefer taking photos of sky.

The buildings or plants are various on the land while the look of sky above us is similar, for we share the same sky far away from our touch. Yes, to keep a proper distance is more beneficial.

This first photo was taken on March 12th while the 2nd and the 3rd, on March 20th. The forth and fifth were taken at dusk today.

Even though taken from the same place, the photos are not the same. Clouds of today are different from those of yesterday. Grass has also been growing higher and higher. The buildings is getting older and older, even though we can't notice it.

At night, it was thundering with purple watercolor, like a kind of black magic.

From my dormitory, I could deeply feel its howl mingle with chill. It has taken control of the whole city little by little, step by step. Till now, the city has been engulfed already.

But, tomorrow will be better, as some song goes. 

Changeable Weather

It always happens.

Sunny just now, cloudy now, raining later.

Or cloudy just now, raining now, sunny later.

The weather has been changing from time to time, at least, in my province.

Yesterday morning, the sky was full of thick clouds. The sunshine could barely scurry out. Even though in the morning, it's just like dusk, making people feel uncomfortable.

Later, it rained, surely. Soon, it stopped, undoubtedly.

It keeps changing. And you also have to.

When you see it cloudy, just prepare for it. When you're suffering from the rain, just believe it will stop. When you have fun in sunny day, just keep in mind that it will get cloudy suddenly.

With changeable weather, you can still feel calm.

遗失 Lost

今晚我浏览了一堆Blogger里的博客，发现很多博客的更新日期在去年，甚至是前年。博客的主人是遗失了写着博客吗？还是遗失了别的什么？
Tonight, I just browsed lots of blogs in Blogger, only to find that many blogs were updated in last year or even the year before last year. Is it because the bloggers lose their blogs? or lose something else?


几年前我坚持更新新浪博客，不过，微博的流行让我转而专注于微博却放弃了博客。后来，我有个百度空间,结果是不言而喻的。我把用户名和密码都忘掉了。我遗失它们了,它们也不见了。
I kept updating my Sina blog several years ago but as soon as the Sina weibo became widespread, I turned to weibo, forgetting my blog. Later, I got a Baidu zone but you can guess the end,I forget my username and password. I lost them. They are lost.


因为我是靠QQ和所有人联系的，所以QQ空间是不可能被遗弃的。但我希望我能兼顾Blogger,遗失的毅力会回来吗？
It is impossible for me to abandon QQ zone because I keep in touch with all the people with QQ. Yet I hope I can manage Blogger at the same time. Will my lost persistence come back?

Shamian and Liwan, Guangzhou

It was raining in Shamian, Guangzhou.

Liwan,Guangzhou.

Cry If You Like

There is a saying, "Real men would rather shed blood than shed tears(大丈夫流血不流泪）".It means people should be fearless to pursue the lofty ambitions.
Anyway, crying doesn't always represent weakness but just a way to release people's negative emotions. Sometimes people can't help shedding tears for no reason but they merely want to cry. It doesn't always mean sorrowful by crying. Many people are happy or touched to crying.
It is quite acceptable and reasonable to cry. So, just cry in a way you feel comfortable. Just cry if you like.

Sincerity and something else

I've never doubted his sincerity, including theirs.
I really hate to be distracted except by the one I really love because he is the only person well worth my total concentration no matter when and where. And meanwhile, he is quite unwilling to distract me to cause troubles for me. So, you're willing to be distracted by him but in fact, he will never do that. Yes, the seemingly sincere men would always distract you and so annoy you. They are not really sincere because they don't care about your feeling at all but they just do whatever they think is right.
Yes, now, there are two men bothering me on QQ and they're trying to make me have a video chat with each of them. They may be considered to be persistent. Well, no, they are very stubborn and annoying. Actually, they asked me to get married with them at the first sight of seeing me, which let me suspects whether their main aim is merely marriage. I hate it. I've told them lots of times that I don't want to live abroad far away from my parents, who need my care.
They both are sincere. But have they ever respected my own thinking? Why couldn't I refuse them? They both keep bothering me by chatting to me, frightening me to log on QQ for him.
"Easy come, easy go." But I'm not quite sure if he will leave me suddenly, for the beginning was easy but the process was not. Just like them, he kept talking himself ignorant of my feeling. So that was a very common case when he typed a lot and got only "oh i see" as a reply. Gradually, I felt more and more sympathy for him because he is younger than me,like a little boy. I couldn't help trying to let him feel comfortable.
Later, he told me he had known I was not interested in his conversation but he just hung on. I told him I hadn't known he had already known I was not
interested. And he shared his stories with me thoughtfully at midnight when I just kept awake to listen for I felt something special for him. I honestly told him about that while he told me the same.
He said he didn't have any good friends and his father worked in middle east. With a sick mother and a younger brother, he knew a lot although young. He can travel all over his city alone at midnight to take photos of ghosts. He can manage his own life while he gets an illness so that he can't play basketball or badminton. However, he can play guitar. He loves classical music. He likes drawing. He is attracted by countryside scenery in China. His written English is good. And his oral English is poor like mine. But his voice is charming.
What is more, he is very sincere. When he said he didn't want me to have another best friend, I thought he was very mean. But on the contrary, if he gets another best friend, I will surely feel sad and down. Yes, we are not best friends. He loves me and I love him.
We were both afraid to get laughed at by expressing our love to each other. And it is more difficult for us because he is younger than me. Traditionally, Men love younger women, I think and he knows that. Before we spoke it out in front of each other, we had felt very painful and anxious. Luckily, we told.
Lots of people tell me love is not easy. He says it will be much better not to keep in touch with each other because we will finally not love each other any more. I say if you are always afraid to lose, you will never get.
Let me end up with his sentence: who knows.