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Happy Women’s Day and How to Use Men Properly 三八節到了，請正確使&
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Posted:Mar 7, 2006 7:48 pm
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2006 9:28 pm 5536 Views
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Just recover from my serious diarrhea on the morning of this woman’s day. A girl sends me this instruction on using men via QQ and amuses me a lot. Guess it’s very popular among young female Chinese netizens, my translation below:
“Women’s Day comes. Please use men properly. Use talented men as your consultants, handsome men as lovers, good money makers as husband, family-oriented men as spares; play casual meeting with prominent men, one-night-stand with romantic men; talk unreservedly to trustworthy men and let the high IQ man be your ’s Papa. Happy Festival!�
*引文*
三八節到了，請正確使用男人；有才華的當顧問，長的帥的當情人，掙錢多的當相公，顧家的做替補，有出息的玩偶遇，會浪漫的一夜情，靠的住的就傾訴，智商高的當孩他爸 祝節日快樂！
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My Parents Will Nurse My Even It Is Not a Fruit of Marriage
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Posted:Mar 3, 2006 8:37 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 9:11 pm 5487 Views
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Please see how deep is a pair of Chinese parents' love and how regret that we disappoint them:
It is at my 27-year-old-girl cousin's wedding. My ma, pa, two grandmas (one 94, one 81), me and my friend Queeny sit together at a tea table in a family temple, waiting for the banquet and traditional ceremony of a Chinese wedding.
Queeny's first time to meet my parents. She talks a lot with them, from how they fell in love in secondary school, to how my father went on a free, excited pilgrim trip to see Chairman Mao at Tian'anmen square during Cultural Revolution.
Memories and sighs of missing education those days...
The topic naturally turns to and their marriage.
Mom let out her sighs,"Haii, the other girls at yr age their is over 10 years old; you dont marry, your bro. does not, all of you the same...Everydody does need set up a family."
Firecrackers are cracking crispy sound, the bride shows up in her beautiful make-up and dressing, paying a last tribute to her ancestors in her daughership.
Queeny comforts, "Dont worry, m much older than Swallow but m still not married."
Father adds in, "yeye, take it easy, it should be at their own choices. Yan, count it on yourself we cant interfere with." But I know he says so only to relieve me.
Queeny makes eyes,lowering her voice to me,"Hurry up,yield a fruit to yr parents." Lol. I joke with her,"even a fruit w/o marriage?"
"I ask yr parents. Can I?" This gal's very naughty. Ok, as you please to.
"If Swallow bears a without marrying, will you take care of it?"
She really testingly raises this question to my parents, which I think is a challenge & too much to Chinese parents who cherish very traditional value. I am afraid my ma and pa would feel awkward at it and would be at a loss to respond.
However, both them burst into a joyful smile, and nod their heads determinatedly, "yes, we will."
Queeny gladly complements them for their openness. The two grandmas are listening, maybe not fully understand, but a little.
But i know, from my bottom of heart, my parents say yes not because of openness, but because of love, because of no better choice and the loving anxiety of seeing me have my offspring, which they belive it must support me in their absent days.
While we see the bride off in bridegroom's hand, in the crowd I hear the bride complaining repeatedly that her parents forget to take photo with her. I try to catch her parents, that is my aunt and uncle, to the new couple. But the humble, wrinkle-beaten parents reject and stay busy with the wedding odds and sods.
(To my lovely parents; to my late grandfather who I could not see his last face and who was regretfully left w/o living to the day that I get married; to my grandmothers who are looking forward to witnessing me marry...to all that have sad or happy marriage and those still cherish it; to all the parents)
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Posted:Mar 2, 2006 10:01 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 9:11 pm 5523 Views
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Today I went to Sands Macau, a Las Vegas Vestian offshoot, for a buffet farewell to a collea.
I didnot try my luck this time. But many crowds were trying theirs, mainly Chinese fm mainland. Result is some lose some win. Surely most of them contribute to Vestian's big profit, in 2005, 60% of its profit was posted fm Macau casino biz. (My uncle, a young entrepreneur gave up his portion of nearly 1mHKD, 10% was borrowed out fm my shy account because i had to give him face.)
Sands golden circle surrounds Macau and lures investors. With China market backboning it and Chinese gamblealcoholics, Macau will be long in the spotlight There are many other giant skyscrapers rising up, rivalling in scale, class, services, facilities, human resources and no. of gambling tables. Macau will never be lonely as long as policy stipulates only IT can operate gaming biz in China.
But when I stood in the grandeur casino, watching the professional Latin dancers showing their skills before resting gamblers, behind me lots of gaming tables in their battle field, I felt dizzy, dizzy. In this tiny city, we can have everything, good and bad, modern and ancient, quiet n noisy, comfort n discomfort, beautiful and unbeautiful. In one sense, its pretty nice. Everything in a small sparrow. Is this my favorite reality, one that I settle down in, dare not to unfold my wings.
Milan Kundera, (is it correct?a French Czech writer, liked him when i was quite young),has a novel themed that life(true living) is at somewhere else. Why we rely our expectation at another place. Why we dont believe in where we are standing. Why we believe somewhere else life's better n more fancy. Why we dream for another life n living but at another space. Why not start fm this one.
Desert waving me, forest waving me, land waving me, waterfall summoning,birds,bees... but I stand on the island,in vain, voicelessly, motionlessly.
The leaving collea.(28 yrs boy) says, here too small, and I want to see more, seek more.
Tomorrow is another day, and may be another pace. Somewhere else, someone else.
(if this's a shtty blog, pls complaint to me, I'll brush it away.)
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A Bloger's Annoucement
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Posted:Feb 23, 2006 12:24 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 9:09 pm 5192 Views
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One who knows does not speak; one who speaks does not know. (Taoist quote)
Hopping Swallow will shut (up) down for internal renovation.
(Laugh: if everyone becomes blogger, the world would have pilespilespiles... of rubbish.
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Tired, tired of being a Chinese fighter; a smile instead
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Posted:Feb 21, 2006 8:53 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2006 2:37 am 5357 Views
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While facing such non-sense attacks and misunderstandings twds China n Chinese, my first instinct was to react like a fighter n a protestor.
So I defended that China system emphasizing stablility is suitable for today's China in view of its huge population,n that we are making progress step by step, in front of my foreigner friends.
So I felt blood in my head upon reading blogs singing negative, if not bad/ugly, of Chinese, which does not reflect a true China n Chinese.
Name me whatever u like, communist? Am not but wont mind. I did receive communist & socialist education in China, which teaches me to be grand-minded, unselfish, and helpful to ppl, though I cant b that perfect yet I bear them in mind.
Now, folks, I tell you, I am tired, tired of being a Chinese fighter. Whatover u like to say, say it.
I will smile!
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To advertise for absence of 'Misses'
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Posted:Feb 20, 2006 1:23 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:28 pm 4639 Views
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When you have a unique service that nobody else offers, you must advertise it. When you do not have a service that everybody else offers, must you advertise it? Indeed, you must! At this hostel in Shenyang, there is a striking sign: "This is a proper hostel which operates according to the law. [no Misses]. Please do not interrupt our rest)." Obviously, every other hostel, motel or hotel in the same neighborhood has many Misses. [sina]
I read this and find it funny. But it reveals a true, cant label it cruel, reality in China - when economy booms, sex business also.
And, I am taught, from this ad., having- no can as well be an advantage n selling-point, when the others have. So lack of something can b an attractive point.
Aha...then I will be much more proud of my lackings.
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Travel in yr own place
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Posted:Feb 19, 2006 9:04 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 9:03 pm 5086 Views
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Some day, you can travel in your own place. You pretend n try to feel you are a traveler to this 100% familiar place.
You would have absolutely different perspective when u were a traveller other than a local to yr place. And you would refresh yrself n yr life experience there.
Be acquainted w/yr city and review yr life here fm a pair of traveller's eyes. Try to love it!
(I did this today n found it pleasant,interesting. Conclusion: this place is not bad,beautiful,lovely,y shoud i b tired of it?)
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Internet makes your world bigger or smaller
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Posted:Feb 19, 2006 8:49 am
Last Updated:May 9, 2006 4:24 am 4815 Views
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Days ago I wanted to talk abt this topic yet never pick it up. Now inspired by Toukki, let's kick off:
A. Internet makes yr world bigger or smaller?
Ans.Bigger.
Because:
1) Very informative: Without leaving home(yr computer), by a click, u already know what's going on in the world. Yr world's bigger. By searching g, u get any information u need for free. U hv yr own big comprehensive library,yr numberless fine trips, yr broadened horizon n enlarged world.
2) Very entertaining: whatever kinds of entertainment u can find and be fed on net.Even those u cant imagine.
3)Very social-oriented and supportive: wow, u hv piles of net friends saying hello, chatting secrets w/u fm every corner of the earth, 24 hrs non-stop. Lonely? No way! U hv yr best friend in the world -net, computer! n yr net friends behind.
The answer could also be "smaller".
Figure it out later.
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Goodbye 再見
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Posted:Feb 18, 2006 4:44 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2006 9:04 pm 5407 Views
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Goodbye
- Eugenio de Andrade, Portugal
(the original Portuguese version is much more beautiful than my translation, who wants it ask me)
We already used up all the words on the way, my love,
and what’s left to us is not enough
to ward off the coldness of four walls.
We used up all but the silence.
We were tired of the salty tears,
We were tired of holding hands,
We spent the time and worn out the stones at the street corners,
just waiting in vain.
I put my hands in pockets and find nothing,
Before we had plenty for each other
as if all things were mine;
The more I gave you the more I had to give.
Sometimes you said: your eyes are green fishes.
And I believed.
I believed,
because by your side
everything was possible.
But this was in the mysterious time,
in the time when your body was an aquarium,
in the time when my eyes
were indeed green fishes.
Today my eyes are just eyes,
nothing more, it’s true,
than a pair of common eyes.
We already used up all the words,
If now I say, my love,
absolutely nothing happens.
However,the words were used up,
I am sure
the world would tremble
just by murmuring your name
in the silence of my heart.
We have already nothing to give.
Your heart,
no longer asks me for water.
The past is useless as a rag,
And I've told you already: the words are empty.
Goodbye.
-Translated by Swallow Tsui, end Feb. 2006
(It is my this 2-3 days favorite. It matches my experience n feelings, though sad! - Swlw, 2/18/06)
再見
尤尊里奧.安特拉德 (葡萄牙
姚京譯
一路上我們說盡了千言萬語, 我的愛人,
我們所剩下的一切,
不足以驅散四壁的嚴寒.
我們的眼睛因淚水的鹹澀而枯乾,
我們的雙手因緊緊相握而疲憊,
我們浪擲了光陰, 讓街角的石頭
無望地等待.
我把手插進衣袋, 郤一無所獲,
以前我們富有得互相給予:
好像我們擁有世上的一切:
越是給你我就越富裕.
你總是說: 你的眼睛是綠色的魚
我確信無疑.
我相信,
是因為和你在一起,
萬物才舉手可及.
但這一切都發生在充滿幽秘的時候,
發生在你的胴體似水如波的時候,
發生在我的眼睛
真是綠色的魚的時候.
今天我的眼睛不過是我的眼睛.
和別人的眼睛毫無兩樣.
這有些夸張,但很真實.
我們已經說盡了千言萬語.
當我再說”我的愛人”的時候.
等於甚麼也沒有說.
然而, 在語言枯涸之前.
我相信
萬物曾經顫栗,
為嗫嚅你的名字,
於我心靈的靜寂.
我們一無所有, 再不用互相給予.
你的心
再不需要我的清泉,
往事於事無補, 猶如一塊破布.
我對你說過: 千言萬語已經說盡.
再見吧.
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