From Paris to The Netherlands

The diner with our WWM and colleagues went pretty well , we talked about life , attitude , expectation ...

Moving from Amsterdam to The Hague , one week later , trying to move back to Amsterdam , he joked at me by saying I really love moving around ... yes I do , maybe that's another reason that I'm in this moving around program . Reading through some news from friends , everybody's life style , view of life ... seems that people have all settled down , that makes me feel bad , about myself , for a while only.

Talking to Jane , she's not surprised that I met someone at 2am in the morning and things just happened in an unusual way , she said ' that's you , and everything is possible with you ' , thanks for the great understanding , I'm just trying to be unusual in order to get rid of some part of my life circle.

I know Fernando will be surprised that finally one of the 20s on the list was done during his holiday in Italy , will be surprised that I adjust to the new ' expected 3 years life style ' in such an effective way. The only thing he might still comment on is ' you need 20 , not only one ' , I will insist ' I don't need regular 20 , but I do need a good one ' . Nobody will understand what I'm saying here ,maybe Fernando will do .

The job is going pretty well , I like everything over there , when you can foresee what's coming up for years , the feeling is great. Everybody ( friends ) told me I should concerntrate on this opportunity , I should try my best out , I should ... I do know , I like to take it as my last opportunity to be good and better , professionally , that's the only way to motivate myself being IN the job...

Besides , I hate myself while being rational for something I should not be ; I hate myself for I lose the ability to get lost in a relationship , as 4 years ago;I hate myself for losing the crazieness and passions in an official relationship .That is bad .

‘The night watch ‘is named one of the masterpieces in Flemish painting, it was famous for good lightening, I simply don’t like it, at all. Things are very simple , an article which could keep you reading is a good one , a painting which could touch your blood is a good one and a city which could keep you thinking is a good one … Therefore Rembrandt is not my artist , therefore Holland is not my stop … I’m getting out of here , as soon as possible .

The culture I’m coming from indicates different ways of saying things , here , I could only pick up the most silly one and make it in an even worse way , I have never had difficulties with language as I have here , I’m living out of harmony , with everything . The sky is furious and I’m nervous, what a harmony!  The rain in this city will go on and on, would never stop, at least it seems to be so, my mind flies trillions of miles away, would never be fine here, at least I feel so, but if you ask me, how I find all of these, insistently, and it makes all the beauty!

Amsterdam , noon , rain ... A few Dutch writers ever described the rainy seasons in this country by giving some more beautiful-than-reality picture , they said : come to Holland , to enjoy the rainbows afterwards... However , the rainbows in this city hide themselves as well as possible ...

 Milan Kundera aside , I'm in love with this man , he tells all the stories in a harmless way , my nerves were obssessed , deeply...People like me should stop reading Kundera's , stop going to Cun Shang , stop Ziweigh ... they're heavy writers who easily make my life even heavier than it is now ... My Dad was shouting on phone , again "why you keep moving and moving?", but why not , I meant , I chose this life style when I still didn't know how to make a choice in life , then nowadays , it's a bit late to restart , losing the way to stop , long time ago ...

Another discussion with F , about Corsica , right , it has nothing to do with my life... I'm just in love with everything non-related to my life ...

Leaving J was another story ended up last week , I didn't even let him tell how he felt ... amazingly nice way of saying goodbye ... as we all know that it's really not a problem to be friendly and polite with the ones you don't love anymore , I didn't show any influences from this ending story , as non-romantic person , a funeral for dead relationship is just not necessary ...

Earthquake in China , not much to say , when my new job settles , I will be in that part of China for one month to help MY People , not much I could do , but I will do my best , we're heart connected ...

China and Chinese government show what should be done during this disaster , this new leading party worths a respect , I love them , as much as I love my country , my language , my culture , my people ...

I believe there's always a place in people's mind , where you find a piece of memory which you can't erase ;

I believe there's always a moment in the night , when you heavily think, doubt and have questions to raise ;

I believe if the heart knows where the harmony would be, heart distances wouldn't be created ;

The moon light in the city , please warm his heart ,

after all these separation and tears start ;

The moon light in the city , please be there and pray for him ,

after all the pieces fallen apart ;

The moon light in the city , just promise ,

if once we meet again , let the happiness cover the entire night ...

Falling in love with Pekin Opera , great Chinese Culture. After being fans of ' Huang Mei Xi ' for years , Beijing Opera comes up to be on my menu . I do believe a lot of art needs age , life experience and certain taste to appreciate , and with I'm getting older and older , before first wrinkle coming out, I admire my taste changes to another step ...

From Wikipedia  :

Beijing opera or Peking opera (simplified Chinese: 京剧; traditional Chinese: 京劇; pinyin: Jīngjù) is a form of traditional Chinese theatre which combines music, vocal performance, mime, dance and acrobatics. It arose in the late 18th century and became fully developed and recognized by the mid-19th century.The form was extremely popular in the Qing Dynasty court and has come to be regarded as one of the cultural treasures of China.Major performance troupes are based in Beijing and Tianjin in the north, and Shanghai in the south.

Snow, rain, mistiness,  

A painting, a sculpture, a bundle in life, for years;

In, for a glance,

Out, exit hasn’t be found;

All the endings were pre-drafted , 

All the tears decided to re-depart , 

I treid to record the smiles , 

He tried  to wave goodbye , 

I tried to find back the booklet , 

saying it's not just passing by; 

Read it under the yellow light,

I tried to admit, time just flies …