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Saturday, October 01, 2005

Sat, 01 Oct 2005 03:44:01 GMT

Blog Inactivity

Dear readers,

I am sorry for not updating this blog.
I would like to announce that I am now writing on another blog.
I shall not update this blog frequently due to time limitation.
Please visit my new blog, which I update almost everyday.
Here's the link :

http://choose2letgo.blogsome.com/

All entries on my new blog are written by me.

* Update :

here 's a list of my new blogs :

Reality
Photos
Cool Stuffs
Romance
Relaxing
Kuchiki Rukia FB
故事与人生
Back Up

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Sun, 11 Sep 2005 11:07:15 GMT

Farmer Fleming And a Nobleman

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."

"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer.

At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.

"Yes," the farmer replied proudly.

"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."

And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin. Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia. What saved him? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.

Give help to people who need it.
You never know people will help you back in the future.
Good deeds lead to good reality.

- Life Feel

Life is About Making Choices

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Sat, 27 Aug 2005 10:21:53 GMT

Tips for Waking Up in The Morning

I have a tips on waking up fresh in the morning.

When the alarm goes off and you need to use the snoozer,
OPEN YOUR EYES while you lie down and wait for the next snoozer to go off.
Closing your eyes while taking extra nap won’t help much.
If you find opening your eyes is very hard,
hold your eyelids with your fingers so that your eyes remain opened.
It is effective to sing softly while keeping your eyes open.

After the snoozer goes off (5 minutes)
You should feel fresher now.
Do a very quick Love Meditation (10 or 15 seconds to feel light in your whole body and surrounding)
you will feel recharged.

Now affirm some nice words for your day while feeling LOVE.
Say these words in various languages.

Today is a good(great) day.
Today is a happy day.
Today is an interesting day.
Today is a lucky day.
Today is a beautiful day.

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Sunday, August 14, 2005

Sun, 14 Aug 2005 15:19:53 GMT

Letting Go

Attachment is the cause of suffering.
Are you attaching to something, or having high expectation towards something or someone?
Do you feel sad or angry when you loose something you hold to?

Let it go.
Mundane life is just an illusion.
Nothing in life lasts forever.
You do not need to win everything.

Life is about making choices.
You can choose to hold to negativity like hatred and fear,
or you can choose to let things go and move forward.
So let it go….
just like gently letting go something that you hold tightly in your hand.

Don’t let your life go stagnant. Let things go.
The void of negativity can be filled with love and gratitude.
Choose love, and happiness will follow.

- Life Feel

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Friday, July 29, 2005

Fri, 29 Jul 2005 12:56:39 GMT

Give love.
Love can change a person's life.
whenever someone is down,
send love to that person.
Do love meditation and imagine that love is been send to people around you.

- Life Feel

Just a Little Smile

by: John W. Schlatter

Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. Since they were going the same way, he helped to carry part of the burden. As they walked Mark discovered the boy's name was Bill, that he loved video games, baseball and history, and that he was having lots of trouble with his other subjects and that he had just broken up with his girlfriend.

They arrived at Bill's home first and Mark was invited in for a Coke and to watch some television. The afternoon passed pleasantly with a few laughs and some shared small talk, then Mark went home. They continued to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, then both graduated from junior high school. They ended up in the same high school where they had brief contacts over the years. Finally the long awaited senior year came and three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk.

Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met. "Did you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?" asked Bill. "You see, I cleaned out my locker because I didn't want to leave a mess for anyone else. I had stored away some of my mother's sleeping pills and I was going home to commit suicide. But after we spent some time together talking and laughing, I realized that if I had killed myself, I would have missed that time and so many others that might follow. So you see, Mark, when you picked up those books that day, you did a lot more. You saved my life."

Maybe the boy and the teacher will become a sweet couple. :P

- Life Feel

老师的泪

作者:齐玉 　

　　初二时，我竟莫名其妙地喜欢上了我的语文老师。

　　老师姓杨，爱穿白色的裙子，她在讲台上讲蓝蓝的天，青青的草，像一片白云飘来飘去，轻盈极了。她有一双大而明亮的眼睛，笑时，便成了甜甜的弯月……

　　 “齐玉。”杨老师叫我。

　　我发怔。

　　 “为什么走神？”她停止讲课，走到我面前。

　　云飘到我眼前……可我仍愣愣的。“我，我喜欢看你的眼睛。”我说。同学们爆发出哄堂大笑。在笑声中，她的脸红红的，美丽的眼中似乎还有泪水——她刚从师范大学毕业呢。

“你——你请出去。”

　　我懊丧地走出了教室。她从没发过火，这一次一定真生气了。

　　第二天，杨老师叫我们写周记。我花整整一个晚上，把心中的苦水倾倒出来：“美丽的妈妈死了，爸爸根本就不管我。整天就知道玩麻将、赌博，被公安局抓走，判了三年徒刑。我冷了、饿了、怕了、病了，也没人知道。那时我常常一边哭，一边看妈妈的相片；可现在我长大了，是个男子汉，我不哭，把泪水咽在心里。我只有恨，恨我爸。我毕竟是个孩子，需要爱护，需要有人听听心里话。我选择了我的语文老师。因为，她像妈妈。”

　　不久后的一天，杨老师把我叫到她的宿舍，我诚惶诚恐地走进她的房间，只见她眼睛红红的。

　　 “原谅老师，好吗？” 泪水涌出我的眼睛，尽情流淌。在同学面前，甚至在爸爸面前，我从不流泪，可在她面前我做不到。我哭了，尽情地哭了。

　　她等我哭完，便为我擦干泪水，轻轻地讲了一个姑娘的故事：

　　 “一个小姑娘上中学时，父母在一次车祸中双亡，只剩下她孤苦伶仃一个人。当小姑娘绝望时，是她的老师收养了她，给她生活的勇气和无微不至的关怀。后来，小姑娘考上了师范大学，可老师不行了。弥留之际，小姑娘跪在老师的床前，哭着说：‘妈妈，我还没报答您呀！’老师却含笑地说了一句：‘给你未来的学生吧…… ’”

　　杨老师泪水盈盈。

　　我明白了：“杨老师，你也……”

　　她擦了擦眼泪，微笑着扶住我的双肩：“你是个男子汉，对吗？”

　　我呜咽着点点头。

　　 “你恨爸爸，这不好。男子汉不这样，男子
汉是笑着对待整个世界，真的。笑一笑，你笑一笑。”

　　我咧了咧嘴。 “我会帮助你的——像我的老师一样。”她眼中突然滚出了泪水，洒落在我的额头上。 “记住你是个男子汉，做个乐观正直的人！”

　　我狠狠地点点头。

　　在以后的日子里，我觉得我额上有着圣洁
的印迹。我永远也忘不了。

Wallpapers of The Day :

Island
Purple Sky

Monday, July 25, 2005

Mon, 25 Jul 2005 17:35:04 GMT

Sometimes little things touch people's heart.
Do something to help people in life.
It might be something small,
but it means a lot to other people.

- Life Feel

The Circus

by: Dan Clark, A 2nd Helping of Chicken Soup for the Soul

Once when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. Finally, there was only one family between us and the ticket counter. This family made a big impression on me. There were eight children, all probably under the age of 12. You could tell they didn't have a lot of money. Their clothes were not expensive, but they were clean. The children were well-behaved, all of them standing in line, two-by- two behind their parents, holding hands. They were excitedly jabbering about the clowns, elephants and other acts they would see that night. One could sense they had never been to the circus before. It promised to be a highlight of their young lives.

The father and mother were at the head of the pack standing proud as could be. The mother was holding her husband's hand, looking up at him as if to say, "You're my knight in shining armor." He was smiling and basking in pride, looking at her as if to reply, "You got that right."

The ticket lady asked the father how many tickets he wanted. He proudly responded, "Please let me buy eight children's tickets and two adult tickets so I can take my family to the circus."

The ticket lady quoted the price.

The man's wife let go of his hand, her head dropped, the man's lip began to quiver. The father leaned a little closer and asked, "How much did you say?"

The ticket lady again quoted the price.

The man didn't have enough money.

How was he supposed to turn and tell his eight kids that he didn't have enough money to take them to the circus?

Seeing what was going on, my dad put his hand into his pocket, pulled out a $20 bill and dropped it on the ground. (We were not wealthy in any sense of the word!) My father reached down, picked up the bill, tapped the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, sir, this fell out of your pocket."

The man knew what was going on. He wasn't begging for a handout but certainly appreciated the help in a desperate, heartbreaking, embarrassing situation. He looked straight into my dad's eyes, took my dad's hand in both of his, squeezed tightly onto the $20 bill, and with his lip quivering and a tear streaming down his cheek, he replied, "Thank you, thank you, sir. This really means a lot to me and my family."

My father and I went back to our car and drove home. We didn't go to the circus that night, but we didn't go without.

马戏团

　　当我还是个少年的时候，父亲曾带着我排队买票看马戏。排了老半天，终于在我们和票口之间只隔着一个家庭。这个家庭让我印象深刻：他们有8个在12岁之下的小孩。他们穿着便宜的衣服，看来虽然没有什么钱，但全身干干净净的，举止很乖巧。排队时，他们两个两个成一排，手牵手跟在父母的身后。他们很兴奋地叽叽喳喳谈论着小丑、象，今晚必是这些孩子们生活中最快乐的时刻了。

　　他们的父母神气地站在一排人的最前端，这个母亲挽着父亲的手，看着她的丈夫，好像在说：“你真像个佩着光荣勋章的骑士。”而沐浴在骄傲中的他也微笑着，凝视着他的妻子，好像在回答：“没错，我就是你说的那个样子。”

　　卖票女郎问这个父亲，他要多少张票？他神气地回答：“请给我8张小孩的两张大人的，我带全家看马戏。”

　　售票员开出了价格。

　　这人的妻子扭过头，把脸垂得低低的。这个父亲的嘴唇颤抖了，他倾身向前，问：“你刚刚说是多少钱？”

　　售票员又报了一次价格。

　　这人的钱显然不够。

　　但他怎能转身告诉那8个兴致勃勃的小孩，他没有足够的钱带他们看马戏？

　　我的父亲目睹了一切。他悄悄地把手伸进口袋，把一张20元的钞票拉出来，让它掉在地上（事实上，我们一点儿也不富有！）他又蹲下来，捡起钞票，拍拍那人的肩膀，说：“对不起，先生，这是你口袋里掉出来的！”

　　这人当然知道原因。他并没有乞求任何人伸出援手，但深深地感激有人在他绝望、心碎、困窘的时刻帮了忙。他直视着我父亲的眼睛，用双手握住我父亲的手，把那张20元的钞票紧紧压在中间，他的嘴唇发抖着，泪水忽然滑落他的脸颊，答道：“谢谢，谢谢您，先生，这对我和我的家庭意义重大。”

　　父亲和我回头跳上我们的车回家，那晚我并没有进去看马戏，但我们也没有徒劳而返。

Wallpapers of The Day :

Mountain
Autumn Leaves

Friday, July 22, 2005

Fri, 22 Jul 2005 13:56:24 GMT

Action speaks louder than words.
Knowledge without application brings no result.
Stand up now, and walk your life with firm action.

- Life Feel

The Fishermen

There was a group called 'The Fisherman's Fellowship'. They were surrounded by streams and lakes full of hungry fish. They met regularly to discuss the call to fish, and the thrill of catching fish. They got excited about fishing!!

Someone suggested that they needed a philosophy of fishing, so they carefully defined and redefined fishing, and the purpose of fishing. They developed fishing strategies and tactics. Then they realized that they had been going at it backwards. They had approached fishing from the point of view of the fisherman, and not from the point of view of the fish. How do fish view the world? How does the fisherman appear to the fish? What do fish eat, and when? These are all good things to know. So they began research studies, and attended conferences on fishing. Some traveled to far away places to study different kinds of fish, with different habits. Some got PhD's in fishology. But no one had yet gone fishing.

So a committee was formed to send out fishermen. As prospective fishing places outnumbered fishermen, the committee needed to determine priorities.

A priority list of fishing places was posted on bulletin boards in all of the fellowship halls. But still, no one was fishing. A survey was launched, to find out why… Most did not answer the survey, but from those that did, it was discovered that some felt called to study fish, a few to furnish fishing equipment, and several to go around encouraging the fisherman.

What with meetings, conferences, and seminars, they just simply didn't have time to fish.

Now, Jake was a newcomer to the Fisherman's Fellowship. After one stirring meeting of the Fellowship, Jake went fishing. He tried a few things, got the hang of it, and caught a choice fish. At the next meeting, he told his story, and he was honored for his catch, and then scheduled to speak at all the Fellowship chapters and tell how he did it. Now, because of all the speaking invitations and his election to the board of directors of the Fisherman's Fellowship, Jake no longer has time to go fishing.

But soon he began to feel restless and empty. He longed to feel the tug on the line once again. So he cut the speaking, he resigned from the board, and he said to a friend, "Let's go fishing." They did, just the two of them, and they caught fish.

The members of the Fisherman's Fellowship were many, the fish were plentiful, but the fishers were few.

This is a story about pride.
This boy is proud of his mother...

- Life Feel

尊严

　　周建是我班上的一名小男生。他母亲在他6岁那年去世了，他整个人像是营养不良，脸总是发黄，身体单薄，个头也矮。我愿意给他多些慈爱和帮助，但他却常常无缘无故地不完成作业，爱迟到，不剪指甲，有时候早上还不洗脸，甚王几次把书包弄丢。我对他动之以情，晓之以理，有时候还狠狠地批评他凡甸，他都是一副满不在乎的样子，没掉过一滴泪，坏毛病也一分没改。我的耐心当然也是有限的，所以我不喜欢他。

　　一天上完课，刚回办公室，班长报告说，周建和同学打架。我跑进教室，发现周建和班上个头最高的王山滚在了一起。奇怪的是，周建却占着上风，两手揪着王山的衣服，骑在他身上，脸上是从来有过的怒色，眼睛瞪得大大的，脸色青白。我忙拉开周建，扶起王山，同：“怎么回事？”

　　王山支支吾吾地竟然哭出声来，我转头去看周建。“他说，要去挖我娘的墓！”周建怒气来消，脸色更难看了。

　　“我是开玩笑的。”王山哽咽着

　　“开玩笑也不行！”周建的声音出奇的大，说完就转身“咚咚”地走回自己的座位，趴在桌子上呜鸣地哭了起来。

　　再坐回办公室，我的内心怎么也平静不下来。

　　10年前，我读中学，学校离家二十多里路。每次回家，父亲都骑着家里惟一的那辆破自
行车送我，车把上挂着我的衣物和零食，后座上坐着我。一路上，父亲一边费力地骑车，一边叮嘱我在学校要听老师的话，要好好学习，晚上不要出门，睡觉要把手电筒放到枕边……我就在父亲沉重的呼吸和冗长的叮嘱声中赶着这二十多里路。一个小时后，我们就到了离学校还有一百米远的一个理发店。我跳下车，在父亲惊奇的目光中拿下车把上的提兜。当父亲明白我是想步行完剩下的路时，他问了我一句：

　　“敢让我进去不？”

　　就是这几个字，今天想起来，我的心都微微颤栗。但当时，我什么也没说，低下了头。

　　那是父亲第一次送我去上学，以后的每一次，他都主动到理发店前下车，帮我拿下提兜，扭转车身往回骑。现在想想，回去的路对父亲而言该是多么漫长，他会想些什么呢？自己平凡的外貌？农民的身份？寒酸的衣服？无论想什么，都会是苦涩而心病的。

　　我一直认为自己是一个懂得自强、自立和自尊的人；但是，我却没有顾及到父亲的自尊。为了小小的虚荣，我曾让父亲那么心伤。而那个不爱洗脸，常常迟到的周建却懂得拼命维护自己母亲的尊严。哪怕母亲已不在人世，哪怕仅仅是一句玩笑，都不行！

　　我对父亲，现在想来，满是愧疚。周建长大以后会吗？他一定不会，因为他比我做得好多了啊——从那一天起，周建在我的眼里，不再是那个无自尊的孩子了。

Wallpapers of The Day :

Waterfall
Green

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Tue, 19 Jul 2005 00:00:44 GMT

Love changes the world.

-Life Feel

The Acorn Planter

by: Brian Cavanaugh, T.O.R., The Sower's Seeds

In the 1930s a young traveler was exploring the French Alps. He came upon a vast strech of barren land. It was desolate. It was forbidding. It was ugly. It was the kind of place you hurry away from.

Then, suddenly, the young traveler stopped dead in his tracks. In the middle of this vast wasteland was a bent-over old man. On his back was a sack of acorns. In his hand was a four-foot length of iron pipe.

The man was using the iron pope to punch holes in the ground. Then from the sack he would take an acorn and put it in the hole. Later the old man told the traveler, "I've planted over 100,000 acorns. Perhaps only a tenth of them will grow." The old man's wive and son had died, and this was how he chose to spend his final years. "I want to do something useful," he said.

Twenty-five years later the now-not-as-young traveler returned to the same desolate area. What he saw amazed him. He could not believe his own eyes. The land was covered with a beautiful forest two miles wide and five miles long. Birds were singing, animals were playing, and wild flowers perfumed the air.

The traveler stood there recalling the desolation that once was a beautiful oak forest stood there now - all because someone cared.

Being able to show love is being intelligent.

- Life Feel

三个孩子

孙晓杰

　　不久以前，一位来中国观光旅游的美国太太，用那根曾经指点过世界许多名胜的手指，在一群中国孩子中指点了三下，于是三个孩子：一个十岁的女孩，一个七岁的男孩和一个大约有五岁的女孩，站到了这位美国老太太的面前。

　　美国老太太拿出一只玻璃瓶子。瓶肚很大，瓶口很小。三只刚能单独通过瓶口的小球正躺在瓶底。小球上各系一根丝绳，像青藤一样从瓶口爬出来，攥在这个美国老太太的手里。

　　美国老太太狡黠而自负地笑了一下，对着一旁的中国主人说，都说中国人是世界上最聪明的，现在我要试一试。

　　她宣布游戏规则。这三个小球分别代表你们三个人。这个瓶子代表一口干井。你们正在井里玩。突然，干井里冒出水来，水涨得很快，你们必须赶快逃命。记住，我数七下，也就是只有七秒钟，如果你们谁还没有逃出来，谁就被淹死在井里了。

　　她把三根绳子递给了三个中国孩子。

　　空气骤然凝滞了，好像死神正在四周徘徊。

　　美国老太太作出一个表示开始的手势。只见那大约五岁的女孩子很快从瓶里拉出了自己的球；下来是那个七岁的男孩，他先是看了一眼比自己大的女孩，接着迅速地将自己的球拉出瓶口；最后是那个十岁的女孩，从容又轻捷。全部时间不到五秒。

　　美国老太太惊呆了。本来一场惊心动魄的游戏，竟这么平淡而乏味地结束了。

　　她先问那个小男孩，你为什么不争先逃命？小男孩摆出一副很勇敢的劲头，手指着那个最小的女孩，“她最小，我应当让她呀！”她又问那个十岁的女孩。“三个人里我最大，我是姐姐，我应该最后离开。”女孩说。美国老太太又问，那你就不怕自己被淹死？女孩答道：“淹死我，也不能淹死弟弟妹妹。”

　　泪水刷地一下就从美国老太太的眼里涌了出来。她说她在许多国家试过这种游戏，几乎没有一个国家的孩子能够这样完成它，他们争先恐后，互不相让… …

　　聪明究竟是什么？

　　三个孩子告诉我们的是：聪明不仅仅是智力发达；聪明是一种爱，一种忘我，无畏的品格。

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Forum For Life (F4L)

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 11:04:05 GMT

fools divide amongst themselves and hate each other.
why choose hatred, which cause one's own death?
why don't we choose to live in the comfort of love?

- Life Feel

if love was choosen instead of hatred...

The Cold Within

Six humans trapped by happenstance
In black and bitter cold.
Each one possessed a stick of wood,
Or so the story's told.

Their dying fire in need of logs,
The first woman held hers back
For on the faces around the fire,
She noticed one was black.

The next man looking cross the way
Saw one not of his church,
And couldn't bring himself to give
The fire his stick of birch.

The third man sat in tattered clothes;
He gave his coat a hitch.
Why should his log be put to use
To warm the idle rich?

The rich man just sat back and thought
Of the wealth he had in store.
And how to keep what he had earned
From the lazy poor.

The black man's face bespoke revenge
As the fire passed from his sight,
For all he saw in his stick of wood
Was a chance to spite the white.

And the last man of this forlorn group
Did naught except for gain.
Giving only to those who gave
Was how he played the game.

The logs held tight in death's still hands
Was proof of human sin.
They didn't die from the cold without,
They died from the cold within.

挽救的爱

　　爱是旋风，爱是风暴，一旦爆发便无所适从。爱是歌，爱是舞，让你的心灵受到熏陶。

　　一个美丽的女孩，不但长得漂亮，而且才华横溢，玉树临风，颇为被人赞赏，可惜红颜薄命，她17岁那年，不幸患上了白血病。

　　“这孩子还能活多久呢？”父亲忧心忡忡地问医生。这是他唯一的女儿，早年他因为下海经商和妻子离婚了，女孩子虽然长得美丽多姿，但却没有母亲。

　　“乐观地估计，也就是两年。”医生回答道，“不过，看上去她的情绪很不好，如果她的情绪很好的话，也许能活5年，你们想想办法，这么个孩子，可惜呀。”

　　两年！！！

　　女儿的病情迅速恶化着，她半夜里发起高烧，满嘴胡话，父亲凑上去听，原来女儿喊的是：妈妈！妈妈！

　　“可怜我的女儿，从小没有妈妈。我该怎么去弥补她！！！”父亲悲哀地想，“我有几千万的资产，却救不了我的女儿！”

　　在父亲哀感的时候，神显灵了。“你很想救你的女儿吗？”神问道。

　　“是的，我宁可我去死！”

　　“不用，你要找一个长得和你的妻子很像的女人，而且一定要具有温柔的母性，告诉你，你家周围就有这么一个女人。”

　　“哦？这么说，我的女儿还有救？”

　　“当然有救！只要你找到这个女人，并且让他同意暂时当你女儿的妈妈，你的女儿受到母爱的滋养，就会健康。”神说，“但是，如果你小心做了这个女人最讨厌的事情，你的女儿会立刻死去。”

　　“什么事情？”

　　“那就是钱，她最讨厌满嘴挂钱字的人。”神说完，化作一股轻烟飞去。

　　次日，父亲找到了这个女人。

　　女人很和善，并愿意拯救他的女儿。

　　女人当起了白血病少女的“妈妈”，给她洗脸做饭喂药，在女人的精心调料下，少女逐渐地精神焕发，终于有一天，她康复了！！

　　“妈妈！妈妈！”少女围着女人欢乐地跳舞。

　　神再一次出现在父亲面前：“这就是挽救的爱。至于这位女士，她就是你的妻子，你们可以团圆了！”

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Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 22:51:54 GMT

I got this article from my Maths lecturer in INTI College Malaysia
He is a very wise person and he has inspired me a lot
as a pao seller since young,
he has worked hard until he earned his own PhD.

After I left INTI College,
I never see him again
whenever I read this article,
I recall a person who inspires me in life.

- Life Feel

How To Stay Young and Happy!

Throw out all the non-essential numbers. This includes age, weight and
height. Let the doctor worry about them - that is why you pay him.
We cannot do anything about the age and the height. But for the weight, we
may be responsible up to 70 % (guess ). Do a lot of exercises , eat
moderately ( don't eat until you have to go on dialysis.).Then many of the
deadly illness can possibly be avoided. At least we have to try. I have no
pity for those who leaves everything to the doctor or God.

Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down. If you really need a
grouch, there are probably a few of your relatives to do the job.
Yes, we must have birds of the same feathers. We can improve our own
feathers but don't try to change other feathers.

Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever.
Just never let your brain idle.
Never let your body idle either. Brain and body function as one. Live in
equliabrium.
Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath. Laugh so much
that you can be tracked in the store by your distinctive laughter.
That is a way of exercising the lunch. Every organ needs some care.

The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with
you our entire life is yourself.
Agree! Go on no matter what happens. With this vision, we suffer less and
recover fast.
Surround yourself with what you love, whether it is family, pets, keepsakes,
music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
Chanting a mantra is the best refuge recommended. Choose one you like best.
Chant it until it become as automatic as breathing. The moment we return to
our chanting, it blocks out all thoughts of confusion and peace is restored.
Then wisdom arises also.

Cherish your health. If it is good - preserve it. If it is unstable -
improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve - get help.
True ! true! True ! Your mental health and your physical health. Avoiding
greed, anger and delusion is the right direction.
If it is beyond what others can do, just accept it. Let's be sick or die
gracefully ( with dignity )
Don't take guilt trips. Go to the mall, the next county, a foreign
country... but not to guilt.
But what is a guilt trip ? I feel guilty if I respond without understanding.

Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
To avoid causing worry and fear due to our wrong speech, action and thought
is the best form of love.
And remember that Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take...
but by the moments that take our breath away!
I remember this moment , the beautiful and unforgettable moment to talk to
you from heart to heart.

unconditional love is very strong.
some people are willing to sacrifice thier own lives
so that other people will live well.
they are trully selfless

- Life Feel

把生命送进狮口

澜涛

　　他和妻子驾驶着一辆满载生活用品的卡车奔驰在无边无际的热带草原上，他们要去处于草原深处的建筑公路的基地。

　　就在这时，突然在他们的近前闪现出一头凶猛的狮子。卡车加大马力狂奔，试图甩掉狮子，狮子却紧追不放。

　　他们越是心急，令他们恼火的事情偏偏发生：汽车陷进一个土坑，熄火了。要想重新发动汽车，必须到车外用摇把才行。可狮子就趴在车外，眈眈而视。

　　大声吼吓，抛掷东西，两个人办法施尽，狮子丝毫没有走开的意思。无奈中，他拥着妻
子在车里度过了漫长难耐的一夜。可是狮子比他们还有耐心，第二天早上，这头猛兽还守在车外，向这两个要到口的美味垂涎。

　　太阳似火，空气仿佛都在燃烧。妻子已经开始脱水了。在热带草原上，脱水是很可怕的，不用多久，人就会死亡。他只有紧紧拥住妻子，似乎只有这样，才能不让狮子和死亡把她带走。此时，他们内心的绝望比狮子还狰狞。必须行动了。否则只能坐以待毙。他说：“只有我下去和狮子搏斗，或许能取胜。”其实两个心里都很清楚，即使他们的力量加起来也未必抵得过那头猛兽。妻子像是在自言自语：“不能再呆下去，否则不是热死，也会筋疲力尽，最后连开车的力气也没有了。很多人都在等我们回去，再不回去，他们连饭都吃不上了。”

　　车外，狮子一点都没对他们失去兴趣，它欲耗尽对手的生命，以延续它的生命。没有刀光剑影，生与死在沉寂中却铿锵相对。

　　不知过了多久，妻子轻轻地说道：“我有一个办法。”“什么办法？快说！”丈夫多么希望听到她能把他们引向生路啊！妻子默默地伸出双手，搂住他的头，深情地凝望着，然后一个字一个字地说：“你一定要把车开回去！”说着，眼里涌满泪水，嘴角禁不住地颤抖着。他突然明白了妻子的所谓办法，抓住妻子的肩膀吼道： “不行！不！”妻子扳开他的手：“你不能这样，不能冲动。你下去，谁开车？”她话没说完，就猛地推开他，打开车门，跳下去，拼命向远方跑去。

　　狮子随之跃起，疾追而去。

　　她这是将生命送进狮口，为丈夫铺设生还之路。

　　他只觉得热血冲头，欲爆欲裂。他抓起摇把，跳下车，追向狮子。他怎么能看着自己的妻子活活被猛兽吃掉呢？

　　妻子的声音从远处传来：“快把车开走！快开车！”他的心被撕扯着、刺扎着。他在妻子的喊声中回到车前，发动起汽车，疯了般在追向狮子。

　　远远地，狮子撕咬妻子的情景也撕碎了他的心。汽车撞向狮子，那猛兽才惊慌地逃
走了。

　　草原上只留下响彻很远很远的哭声——凄惨、悲凉、断肠。

　　这是1999年10月的一天，一个叫刘火根的看山老人讲述的故事。老人就是那位丈夫，他和妻子是当年中国援建非洲一个国家的筑路队成员。27年前，妻子用生命给他的爱一直深刻在他的心里。

　　去时是双，回来成单。回国后，刘火根把妻子的骨灰绑在身上隐居在深山护林，直到今日。他说，寂静的地方能让妻子睡得踏实，也能让他更清楚地听到妻子灵魂的声音。他说，27年来妻子的骨灰从未离开过他的身体，以后也不会。哪怕死了，他也要和妻子相陪相伴、不离不分。

　　凶残可以夺走生命，却夺不走永恒不变的一个字：爱。

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