Happy Chinese New Year...

英语真难学。我只会这几句∶“号啊右”，“爱腊右”，“骨模林”，“骨奶”，“所里”，还有一句最重要的一定要对你们说 ∶“哈屁菜尼牛叶”。

Going Home...

Alighting a train,
When passengers are boarding,
Is as easy as driving against traffic,
On a busy evening.
It just takes a while,
And a bit of skill,
To avoid the elbows,
Of those aggressive few.
Once you are out,
And gasping for air,
You meet another crowd,
Assembling at the stairs.
The lift is also not spared,
From the chaotic mob;
The overload buzzer explodes,
While the handicapped sob.
The escalator seems fast,
To a turtle or a snail,
For everyone thinks they’ll be killed,
If they don’t stand very still.
Those who are slaughtered,
Are those who try,
To do long jumps,
Without using their minds.
They try to jump to the concourse,
But landed on the tracks.
Obviously the train will come,
And they’ll be gone in a smack.
Anyway if you get downstairs,
Don’t be too happy,
For there is still the gantry,
That closes on you if unlucky.
Even if you got through,
Without getting bitten,
Make sure you check your fare;
Your money could be eaten.
Finally you exit the station,
And rewarded with some space,
Which will soon be invaded,
By insurance agents who give chase.
You can raise your palm and look away,
But nevertheless they stick all ways.
Sooner or later they’ll walk away,
With them cursed to be set ablaze.
We are all tired people,
Just eager to get home.
Why can’t everyone enforce courtesy,
And the agents leave us alone?

电子邮件。。。

说了又不听，
听了又不懂，
不懂又不问，
问了又不敢，
敢了又不管，
管了又不做，
做了又做错，
错了又不认，
认了又不改，
改了又不服，
不服又不说。。。

在公司里，每当我读到相似的电子邮件，我都会感到很乐观，因为我知道那些和我一样在当兵的同事们还没有放弃自己的观念。

Sink Praying or Swim Living...

There is this guy whose town is being flooded, so he climbs out onto his roof and someone comes by in a canoe.

"Hop in! I'll save you!" he says.
"No, no, no. I have faith in God. He will save me."

The water rises, and he has no choice but to climb higher on the roof. Shortly after, a raft comes by.

"Come on in!" they say, "We’ll save you!"
"No, no, no. God will save me."

The water rises even higher. Out of desperation, he climbs up onto his chimney. Soon enough, a helicopter comes by.

"Let us help you!" they say.
"No, no, no. The good lord will make sure that I'm safe."

The water rises and the man drowns. He goes up to heaven and meets God.

The guy says, "What's the matter? Why didn't you save me?"
And God says, "What are you talking about? I sent two boats and a helicopter!"

New moral of the story: Prayers are not enough to save you.

Quote of the Day...

Treat others as you want to be treated, and not as how you were treated by others, for this world is forever unfair and only you can make it fair.

Why the Heavy Rain...

The fields are dry;
The cattle are weak.
There is not enough water,
Even to fill a chicken’s beak.
The villagers feel helpless,
And thus they pray to the sky,
Hoping for some rain to come,
So that they could live by.
The sky felt their misery,
And granted heavy rain.
Over the fields it splattered,
And filled were the drains.
The sky gave the order,
To rain heavily every year.
So the assistants took note,
Such that it rains for sure.
A few centuries later,
The land was cleared.
Buildings were built,
And the cattle disappeared.
The assistants were like the people –
They always followed orders.
Most of them just work enough,
And would never go further.
So as planned the rain arrived,
With multiple lightning and thunder.
The people just stared in awe,
And why the pouring rain they wonder.
Soccer had to be cancelled,
Together with kite flying.
The streets has never been so empty,
Since the curfew for rioting.
The assistants just need to suggest,
That the rain falls sparingly.
Maybe because there was no reward,
Or maybe their bosses are unfriendly.
In any case I will be home for the week,
Easing the wounds of my lost wisdom teeth.
Our world will be a more comfortable place,
If only the assistants cared about the truth.

Perfect Major...

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My Perspective of Life...

We try so hard,
To follow our dreams.
But many are oblivious,
To what is never seen.
We only have a life,
To live as we like.
The older our age,
The brighter the light.
The light at the end,
Like a tunnel at a bend.
We know we will see it,
But we just don’t know when.
Everyone is moving,
It’s just how fast or slow.
For some could be weak,
And some could be bold.
It doesn’t really matter,
How fast we take that path.
If we accept that we’re on it,
Nothing will be too tough.
Life will be a breeze,
With few worries in sight.
We will not be afraid,
To do whatever is our delight.
We can help other people,
Or screw up their lives.
Ultimately we’ll be dead,
So be ready when it arrives.
Whatever that was done,
Whatever that was said,
Will forever just be memories,
When we lie on our death beds.
Some people will cry,
Others will just sigh.
Whether we had done good or bad,
It’s simply bye.
But the crucial point is,
Whether we are pleased.
Pleased of what we have done,
Before we rest in peace.