I love my loneiness. I love to enjoy it.

 

So much words I want to say but I can't. It's not only because the wrong time but the lack of confience as well. I lost the confidence of eternal from the very first time I contribute. So love for me is just a big illusion. Many times, but only one is true. Only one time is deep. The deeper I fall, the harder I go out. just like a shinning star winking in my heart. like an unique ruby have been storing in my mind. It lives in my heart. However, there is so many but... May be in the future... But now is now. What I've done is done. Not everything can be erased. So I'll keep alone. So I have to enjoy my loneiness. Perhaps my freedom.

 

 

(ANNOUNCEMENT: There will not be a writing practice 2 for two is too two. And this article is just for practice.)

I have been back in Peking for about half a month. Canton and Peking, there is not a long distance between the two cities. But so many things are greatly different, enviornment, friends and my personal attitude. Just I said before, culture is the most signficant. Different places give birth to their own culture. Hence, native culture will naturally found its acceptance of local-people. While a big possibility can exist that a cultural conflict will advent on a non-local. And this is what happened on myself. Living and studying in Canton for about two years makes me consider Canton is a huge cultural desert. People there almost not inherit our brilliant traditional culture. On the contrary, too much western culture have come into the land, which may not exert positive effects. That's not the worst. A quite numbers of risidents recongnize the half-westen and half-eastern culture as their own culturn. In my eyes, it not deserve to compare with our true Chinese culture and what is called "Canton culture is no culture". It's just one of the representation of the new generation of illiteracy. Despite of this, Canton is still like my seconed hometown. Bcuz Wu Fei's is just like mine. Mr and Mrs Wu treats me like their own son. I am very appreciate about it.

 

Two-year life in Canton is like a drama. A beginning, hope, disappointment, despair, happiness, boredom, sorrow, most important--endeavor and a faulty end. That's enough. Those make up my colorful life.

 

Eh...lost my mind suddenly...Gee!Alas! I'd better do something else...