My (Casino War)
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Posted:Oct 30, 2007 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Oct 30, 2007 9:13 pm 9847 Views
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It rains dear
But you cant hear
Coz you are not near
It's heavy hazy
Not a bit breeze
How can people breath
In this gamy city
I wanna try my luck sheer
But they dont accept pataca *
Then I dont bother
Six-star buses will take 'em free
to every border
I jump on one
to the pier
I wanna try my luck sheer
Yet you are not near
I have to wait dear
Lure, cheer, or emptiness mere
The beef noodle's hard, not taste atar
Why, why, why, why....
Coz we are not near
Coz we are not here
Lure, cheer, or emptiness mere
(* pataca is Macau's currency)
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To Love, to love deep, to love light, and not to Love
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Posted:Oct 23, 2007 3:08 am
Last Updated:Feb 1, 2008 1:47 am 10623 Views
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You love and you stagger in it, you pain and ache;
You love deep and you feel you are not loved as deep;
You love light and you are afraid your love is not strong enough;
You love but you are told to love is not to love.
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A senior mother in her 60s, reading a book "Those Love that We Make Bad" on the beach, told me,
'I know now why he left me, because he has no ability to love, although he know my love is real and strong...I felt pain before now i dont...'
Recently, she likes going to beach, to read or to write. Love is something that we pursue for a life time, at any age.
Do we know our love ability? Can we really love? What's the perfect intensity to love?
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No Jealousy No Love
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Posted:Oct 17, 2007 12:15 am
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2008 1:36 am 12196 Views
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No Jealousy No Love...
Do you agree?
As it has been, love must be spiced up by some negative emotions.
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a Record of a Detour
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Posted:Oct 8, 2007 4:44 am
Last Updated:Oct 8, 2007 4:46 am 10157 Views
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Oct. 7, 2007
Insisted by you, we took a detour thru Shekou, Shenzhen to Dongguan. A 2.5hr bus trip ended up a prolonger one -
1:5h by jet foil
10m checking for information
40min resting adn eating at KFC
40min walking around for an illegal taxi
1:5h by taxi
TTL: 4h30min
Let's sum up the advantages and disavantages:
Advantages:
1. Yes, i see one more port/border town, at Shenzhen/HK frontier. Yes i never knew it's so international, devilly updated.
2. Taking boat's much more relaxing i/o a long back-tiring bus trip
3. When transferring, getting refreshed in KFC.
4. You made me walk like mad in the dark streets with luggage and bag. I doubted your insanity. But when I finally saw the taxis, I knew i should trust you, if not always
5. The satisfying and honest smile of the driver, who comes fm Jiangxi province, when we tipped him more
Disavatages:
1. time-consuming, 2 hrs more.
2. costing Rmb150 more each person.
3. Missing the arranged welcome dinner
4. The taxi driver's tense driving on highway and mumble about his own wrong quotation of the taxi fee. He's just acting to get more fm us.
Folks, would you still take this detour? It gained more or lose more? Do you think we are crazy doing this?
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How new is your lover?
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Posted:Sep 12, 2007 3:00 am
Last Updated:Mar 1, 2008 2:07 am 11729 Views
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Can you answer?
How long can a lover be new?
How long can you keep her/him new?
I find it funny when an ex-lover celebrates (with sour grape in his mouth) his/her ex and call his/her successor as 'your new lover'.
Is there old and new?
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Come back blog and let me up pop, pls! AFF...
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Posted:Sep 12, 2007 2:49 am
Last Updated:Oct 8, 2007 11:32 pm 10705 Views
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Note: this is a denied post becoz of topic by Chinese FriendFinder yesterday, i tried to cut and posted again...I remember some bloggers' frustration with this site. But so what? The worse I am treated, the better i'll treat you, haha..AFF!
Let me blog, let me up pop, please!
I've thought to give up or idle my blogging, as i had some misconception about it after something striking happended, for which I contributed to my past blogging and writing in this community.
But then, today a wise friend send me this to tease me (one of a hardworking ppl) from his comfort Vietnamese wi-fi hotel room.
I decide to write this entry. Even a 95-y-o granny Lopez in Spain blogs to see the world and reach the world, why not I, you, and you?
Happy blogging and hope the blogphere grows!
(I've to cut the details abt granny Lopes. I guess you know her or you can google her!)
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Elegy to grandma
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Posted:Aug 24, 2007 3:51 am
Last Updated:Mar 1, 2008 2:09 am 10552 Views
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You, ask with all your strength, when are my grandchildren coming back?
They answer, soon, soon, very soon …
You fall asleep again, waiting from dawn to dusk.
A day,
a night,
another morning.
In the east the day breaks, you are too weak to lift up your eyelid;
You cant hear the cocks singing and dogs barking…
Under the upturned roof of our old house, the swallows’ nest hangs there, empty
Yan (Swallow) hasn’t flied back? Hang (Navigator) hasn’t returned home?
You raise your arms, gesturing your last words,
“Grandchildren…”
I am flying on a seaside highway, at 2:25pm, on August 21 of 2007
The sun’s gorgeous, the wave wide and quiet.
My old grandma is going further and further, on such a day, in such a way.
The last farewell, you are lying on a water mattress, (none of us ask if you feel cold)
Sickness hungers you and exhausts you
But you nod, lightly, lightly, when Yan and Hang say goodbye and,
“Grandma, we will come back to see you next weekend!”
You wait, for one week and more than a half day,
We haven’t come back and you’ve gone, to the other end.
When you struggle in the deepening darkness,
I am hanging out in the glamour of Pearl River’s night.
When you are going, going, bit by bit,
I am in my playful fervor, leaving you behind and behind.
You must need my hands
to caress and warm up your blackened, skinny dry hands.
But the swallow is cursed in her game, and game,
Throwing you to the maze far far away
You can’t wait,
You go,
I can’t catch it,
A permanent guilt.……
(Eat well, relax well, have good health and good company , be restful, grandma, don’t worry about Cyan...)
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挽祖母
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Posted:Aug 24, 2007 3:46 am
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2007 7:58 am 11377 Views
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你, 艰难作问, 孙儿何时回?
答曰: 快了, 快了……
你又睡过去, 由白天等到夜幕.
一天, 一夜, 一晨.
东方发亮了, 你无力撑开你疲惫的眼皮;
你听不见鸡鸣狗吠.
老屋的檐下, 那个燕子窝空空的悬着……
燕不归来? 航不回航?
你的手举起, 划出最后的话语,
“孙儿们…”
我在海边的高速公路, 七月初九的二时二十五分
阳光很灿烂, 波浪很宽静,
我的老 女麻 女麻 就这样走远.
最后一次离别时, 你躺在水床上, (我们竟没人问你冷不冷
病令你饥饿, 令你乏力
但你轻轻的轻轻的点头, 当燕航道别
“老 女麻 女麻嫲, 我们下星期回来看你.”
你等了足足一星期加一半天,
我们没有回来,
而你终是走了.
当你在黑暗鲸吞中苦苦挣扎,
我在珠江的璀璨夜色里流连.
当你渐渐的走远,
我也玩得离你越来越远…
你一定需要我的手
抚暖你黑瘦干瘪的手.
但燕子一味的游戏, 游戏
把你拋得那么远, 那么远
你等不及,
你走了.
我来不及,
我悔憾一生.
…..(老嫲, 吃好, 耍好, 健康好伴, 安乐祥和, 放心, 不要牵念C.燕……
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The Taste of Nan's Chocolate
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Posted:Aug 19, 2007 8:48 pm
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2007 1:35 am 11333 Views
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Put it into my mouth, it melts into a small butter river on my tongue;
Put it into the sunlight, it de-forms;
Put it into refrigerator, it forms;
Put it up close to the White Swan Hotel staff's lips, they shake heads;
Put it to shy, stark Oasis, he moves his cheek a little bit;
Put it into nan's fingers, she paints her hands like a naughty playing muds;
Put it to my friend Queenie's handbag, she uses it as lipstick.
I would put it between your teeth, and.....!!
Taste of Nan's Swiss chocolates
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How long you haven't written a real love letter?
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Posted:Aug 15, 2007 3:26 am
Last Updated:Aug 24, 2007 4:12 am 11215 Views
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My cousin, an 18-y-o material boy the young generation of China, told me he writes real love letters to his girlfriend who studies in Canada.
"why? u have internet?!"
"E-stuff can not carry personal traits - my handwriting, esp. Chinese writing, flows my loving emotions; my smell, sweat; i can plant a kiss; i can put some small gifts in..."
Wow! This material yet romantic boy reminds me :
How long you and me haven't written a real love letter?
Try one and send to me
and
I'll try one and send to you
in a deep, quiet night...
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