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One day it was announced to the feelings that the   island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for   Love.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Love was the only one who   stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;When the island had almost   sunk, Love decided to ask for help.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Richness was passing by Love in   a grand boat. Love said,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Richness, can you take me with   you?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Richness answered, &quot;No, I   can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for   you.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Love decided to ask Vanity who   was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. &quot;Vanity, please help me!&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I can't help you, Love. You   are all wet and might damage my boat,&quot; Vanity answered.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Sadness was close by so Love   asked, &quot;Sadness, let me go with you.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Oh . . . Love, I am so sad   that I need to be by myself!&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Happiness passed by Love, too,   but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Suddenly, there was a voice,   &quot;Come, Love, I will take you.&quot; It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love   even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry   land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love   asked Knowledge, another elder, &quot;Who Helped me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;It was Time,&quot; Knowledge   answered.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Time?&quot; asked Love. &quot;But why   did Time help me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Knowledge smiled with deep   wisdom and answered, &quot;Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable   Love is.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-4054895930072741218?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Once upon a time, there was an   island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of   the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the   island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for   Love.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Love was the only one who   stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;When the island had almost   sunk, Love decided to ask for help.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Richness was passing by Love in   a grand boat. Love said,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Richness, can you take me with   you?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Richness answered, &quot;No, I   can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for   you.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Love decided to ask Vanity who   was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. &quot;Vanity, please help me!&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I can't help you, Love. You   are all wet and might damage my boat,&quot; Vanity answered.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Sadness was close by so Love   asked, &quot;Sadness, let me go with you.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Oh . . . Love, I am so sad   that I need to be by myself!&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Happiness passed by Love, too,   but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Suddenly, there was a voice,   &quot;Come, Love, I will take you.&quot; It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love   even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry   land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love   asked Knowledge, another elder, &quot;Who Helped me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;It was Time,&quot; Knowledge   answered.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Time?&quot; asked Love. &quot;But why   did Time help me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Knowledge smiled with deep   wisdom and answered, &quot;Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable   Love is.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-4054895930072741218?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339934505/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/love-and-time.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339934505/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339934505/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 18:59:48 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-4054895930072741218</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/love-and-time.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339934505/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>How to improve your listening english</title><link atom:title="How to improve your listening english" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/how-to-improve-your-listening-english.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-4187624672536451910</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;Teaching listening skills is one of the most difficult tasks   for any ESL teacher. This is because successful listening skills are acquired   over time and with lots of practice. It's frustrating for students because there   are no rules as in grammar teaching. Speaking and writing also have very   specific exercises that can lead to improved skills. This is not to say that   there are not ways of improving listening skills, however they are difficult to   quantify. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;每个外语老师都会觉得听力是最难教的课程之一。这是因为，好听力不是一日练就的，它需要大量的实践练习。不像语法教学有规律可循，说与写作也有相应的练习供学生提高，而听力却不然，这令学生们感到很头疼。并不是说就没有好的途径去提高听力，只是难以对其进行量化而已。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;One of the largest inhibitors for students is often mental   block. While listening, a student suddenly decides that he or she doesn't   understand what is being said. At this point, many students just tune out or get   caught up in an internal dialogue trying translate a specific word. Some   students convince themselves that they are not able to understand spoken English   well and create problems for themselves. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;对学生们来说，练习听力时遇到的最大的障碍之一就是他们经常精神溜号。听着听着，有的学生突然发觉自己听不懂了。出现这种情况，许多学生是因为走神了，或者正在脑子想着某个词的意思。有些学生太不自信，认为自己没有听力天赋，听不懂英语口语。这也给他们自己造成了很多麻烦。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;They   key to helping students improve their listening skills is to convince them that   not understanding is OK. This is more of an attitude adjustment than anything   else, and it is easier for some students to accept than others. Another   important point that I try to teach my students (with differing amounts of   success) is that they need to listen to English as often as possible, but for   short periods of time.   &lt;BR&gt;帮助学生们提高听力的关键是要让他们相信，听不懂是没什么的。态度上的转变比什么都重要。何况，一些学生的态度也比较容易转变。我在教我的学生（资质各不相同）时发现，还有一点很重要，那就是要让学生尽量多听英语，但每次听不要时间过长。&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;I like to use this analogy: Imagine you want to get in   shape. You decide to begin jogging. The very first day you go out and jog seven   miles. If you are lucky, you might even be able to jog the seven miles. However,   chances are good that you will not soon go out jogging again. Fitness trainers   have taught us that we must begin with little steps. Begin jogging short   distances and walk some as well, over time you can build up the distance. Using   this approach, you'll be much more likely to continue jogging and get fit.   &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;我喜欢这样类比：假如你想减肥。你打算去慢跑。第一天你出去跑了7英里。没准儿你还真能跑7英里。但是，你很可能近期就不再出去跑了。健美教练提醒我们，我们一开始要小步跑，跑的距离不宜过长，并走着回来。这样，你继续慢跑并变得健康的可能性就会更大。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;Students need to apply the same approach to listening   skills. Encourage them to get a film, or listen to an English radio station, but   not to watch an entire film or listen for two hours. Students should often   listen, but they should listen for short periods - five to ten minutes. This   should happen four or five times a week. Even if they don't understand anything,   five to ten minutes is a minor investement. However, for this strategy to work,   students must not expect improved understanding too quickly. The brain is   capable of amazing things if given time, students must have the patience to wait   for results. If a student continues this exercise over two to three months their   listening comprehension skills will greatly improve. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;对于练习听力，学生们也需采用同样的方法。要鼓励他们去看个电影或者收听英语广播。但是，不要让他们看一整部电影或者听广播听上2个小时。他们需要常听，但每次听的时间不宜过长，以5到10分钟为宜。每周听4、5次。就算他们什么都听不懂，5到10分钟的时间也不会影响到他们什么。但是，这种方法若想奏效，决不能让学生们急于求成。如果多给些时间，大脑是可以创造奇迹的。学生们一定要有耐心去等待。如果一个学生能坚持这种训练方法2到3个月，那他的听力肯定会有很大的提高。   &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_cn&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_cn&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;From: &lt;A   href=&quot;http://www.hjenglish.com/new/p98377/&quot;&gt;http://www.hjenglish.com/new/p98377/&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-4187624672536451910?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;Teaching listening skills is one of the most difficult tasks   for any ESL teacher. This is because successful listening skills are acquired   over time and with lots of practice. It's frustrating for students because there   are no rules as in grammar teaching. Speaking and writing also have very   specific exercises that can lead to improved skills. This is not to say that   there are not ways of improving listening skills, however they are difficult to   quantify. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;每个外语老师都会觉得听力是最难教的课程之一。这是因为，好听力不是一日练就的，它需要大量的实践练习。不像语法教学有规律可循，说与写作也有相应的练习供学生提高，而听力却不然，这令学生们感到很头疼。并不是说就没有好的途径去提高听力，只是难以对其进行量化而已。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;One of the largest inhibitors for students is often mental   block. While listening, a student suddenly decides that he or she doesn't   understand what is being said. At this point, many students just tune out or get   caught up in an internal dialogue trying translate a specific word. Some   students convince themselves that they are not able to understand spoken English   well and create problems for themselves. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;对学生们来说，练习听力时遇到的最大的障碍之一就是他们经常精神溜号。听着听着，有的学生突然发觉自己听不懂了。出现这种情况，许多学生是因为走神了，或者正在脑子想着某个词的意思。有些学生太不自信，认为自己没有听力天赋，听不懂英语口语。这也给他们自己造成了很多麻烦。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;They   key to helping students improve their listening skills is to convince them that   not understanding is OK. This is more of an attitude adjustment than anything   else, and it is easier for some students to accept than others. Another   important point that I try to teach my students (with differing amounts of   success) is that they need to listen to English as often as possible, but for   short periods of time.   &lt;BR&gt;帮助学生们提高听力的关键是要让他们相信，听不懂是没什么的。态度上的转变比什么都重要。何况，一些学生的态度也比较容易转变。我在教我的学生（资质各不相同）时发现，还有一点很重要，那就是要让学生尽量多听英语，但每次听不要时间过长。&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;I like to use this analogy: Imagine you want to get in   shape. You decide to begin jogging. The very first day you go out and jog seven   miles. If you are lucky, you might even be able to jog the seven miles. However,   chances are good that you will not soon go out jogging again. Fitness trainers   have taught us that we must begin with little steps. Begin jogging short   distances and walk some as well, over time you can build up the distance. Using   this approach, you'll be much more likely to continue jogging and get fit.   &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;我喜欢这样类比：假如你想减肥。你打算去慢跑。第一天你出去跑了7英里。没准儿你还真能跑7英里。但是，你很可能近期就不再出去跑了。健美教练提醒我们，我们一开始要小步跑，跑的距离不宜过长，并走着回来。这样，你继续慢跑并变得健康的可能性就会更大。&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_en&gt;Students need to apply the same approach to listening   skills. Encourage them to get a film, or listen to an English radio station, but   not to watch an entire film or listen for two hours. Students should often   listen, but they should listen for short periods - five to ten minutes. This   should happen four or five times a week. Even if they don't understand anything,   five to ten minutes is a minor investement. However, for this strategy to work,   students must not expect improved understanding too quickly. The brain is   capable of amazing things if given time, students must have the patience to wait   for results. If a student continues this exercise over two to three months their   listening comprehension skills will greatly improve. &lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;  &lt;DIV   class=langs_cn&gt;对于练习听力，学生们也需采用同样的方法。要鼓励他们去看个电影或者收听英语广播。但是，不要让他们看一整部电影或者听广播听上2个小时。他们需要常听，但每次听的时间不宜过长，以5到10分钟为宜。每周听4、5次。就算他们什么都听不懂，5到10分钟的时间也不会影响到他们什么。但是，这种方法若想奏效，决不能让学生们急于求成。如果多给些时间，大脑是可以创造奇迹的。学生们一定要有耐心去等待。如果一个学生能坚持这种训练方法2到3个月，那他的听力肯定会有很大的提高。   &lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_cn&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=langs_cn&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;From: &lt;A   href=&quot;http://www.hjenglish.com/new/p98377/&quot;&gt;http://www.hjenglish.com/new/p98377/&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-4187624672536451910?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005356/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/how-to-improve-your-listening-english.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005356/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005356/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">study</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:47 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-4187624672536451910</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/how-to-improve-your-listening-english.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005356/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>What will matter?</title><link atom:title="What will matter?" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/what-will-matter.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-491074326541588158</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Ready or not, some day it will   all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or   minutes. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass   to someone else.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Your wealth, fame and temporal   power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you   were owed.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Your grudges, resentments,   frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 193px&quot;   id=1125363 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;What will matter?人生的意义&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081219/0013729e42d20ab599a105.jpg&quot;   zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot;   sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So, too, your hopes, ambitions,   plans, and to-do lists will all expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so   important will fade away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It won't matter where you came   from, or on what side of the tracks you lived.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It won't matter whether you   were beautiful or brilliant. Your gender, skin color, ethnicity will be   irrelevant.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So what will matter? How will   the value of your days be measured?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not what   you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   success, but your significance.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not what   you learned, but what you taught.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is every act   of integrity, compassion, courage and sacrifice that enriched, empowered or   encouraged others to emulate your example.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   competence, but your character.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not how   many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're   gone.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   memories, but the memories of those who loved you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is how long   you will be remembered, by whom and for what.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Living a life that matters   doesn't happen by accident.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It's not a matter of   circumstance but of choice.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Choose to live a life that   matters.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-491074326541588158?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Ready or not, some day it will   all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or   minutes. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass   to someone else.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Your wealth, fame and temporal   power will shrivel to irrelevance. It will not matter what you owned or what you   were owed.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Your grudges, resentments,   frustrations, and jealousies will finally disappear.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 193px&quot;   id=1125363 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;What will matter?人生的意义&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081219/0013729e42d20ab599a105.jpg&quot;   zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot;   sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So, too, your hopes, ambitions,   plans, and to-do lists will all expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so   important will fade away.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It won't matter where you came   from, or on what side of the tracks you lived.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It won't matter whether you   were beautiful or brilliant. Your gender, skin color, ethnicity will be   irrelevant.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;So what will matter? How will   the value of your days be measured?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not what   you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   success, but your significance.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not what   you learned, but what you taught.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is every act   of integrity, compassion, courage and sacrifice that enriched, empowered or   encouraged others to emulate your example.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   competence, but your character.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not how   many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're   gone.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is not your   memories, but the memories of those who loved you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;What will matter is how long   you will be remembered, by whom and for what.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Living a life that matters   doesn't happen by accident.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It's not a matter of   circumstance but of choice.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Choose to live a life that   matters.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-491074326541588158?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005355/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/what-will-matter.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005355/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005355/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-491074326541588158</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/what-will-matter.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005355/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>Waves of the life</title><link atom:title="Waves of the life" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/waves-of-life.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-906953377948053111</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Sioux Indian story ...&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;My grandfather took me to the fish pond on the   farm when I was about seven, and he told me to throw a stone into the water. He   told me to watch the circles created by the stone. Then he asked me to think of   myself as that stone.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;You may create lots of splashes in your life,   but the waves that come from those splashes will disturb the peace of all your   fellow creatures,&quot; he said.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 129px&quot; id=1118147 title=&quot;&quot;   border=0 alt=&quot;Waves&amp;nbsp;of the life 生命的波纹&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081215/0013729e42d20ab05b4c18.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;Remember that you are responsible for what you   put in your circle and that circle will also touch many other circles.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;You will need to live in a way that allows the   good that comes from your circle to send the peace of that goodness to others.   The splash that comes from anger or jealousy will send those feelings to other   circles. You are responsible for both.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;That was the first time I realized that each   person creates the inner peace or discord that flows out into the world. We   cannot create world peace if we are riddled with inner conflict, hatred, doubt,   or anger.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;We radiate the feelings and thoughts that we   hold inside, whether we speak them or not. Whatever is splashing around inside   of us is spilling out into the world, creating beauty or discord with all other   circles of life.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;这是苏语系印第安人部落中流传的一个古老的故事……&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;在我七岁那年，我的祖父来到田边的一个池塘。他让我丢一颗石子到水中，并嘱咐我仔细观察石子所激起的水波纹。然后他叫我把自己想象成那颗石子。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;他说：&quot;在生命的水面上，你也许能激起许多波纹，而你所激起的波纹也会打破别人的平静，&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;要谨记，对你所激起的波纹中所包含的东西负责，因为这些东西会接触、影响到别人的波纹。&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;你应当努力使自己波纹中的平和宁静传播给他人。当然，如果你的波纹中携带有愤怒、嫉妒，别人也会受到你的影响，因此，你要对它们负责。&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;这是我第一次了解到，每个人心中的平和抑或不和，都会传播给整个世界。如果我们自己内心都被冲突、仇恨、疑虑或者愤怒所纠缠，自然就不能给世界带来平和宁静。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;无论我们是否说出心中的感觉和思绪，我们都在向外界传播它们。无论我们内心激起的是何种波纹，它们都会被传向他人，与别人的生命波纹共同激起美丽，抑或是不和谐。&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-906953377948053111?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Sioux Indian story ...&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;My grandfather took me to the fish pond on the   farm when I was about seven, and he told me to throw a stone into the water. He   told me to watch the circles created by the stone. Then he asked me to think of   myself as that stone.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;You may create lots of splashes in your life,   but the waves that come from those splashes will disturb the peace of all your   fellow creatures,&quot; he said.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 129px&quot; id=1118147 title=&quot;&quot;   border=0 alt=&quot;Waves&amp;nbsp;of the life 生命的波纹&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081215/0013729e42d20ab05b4c18.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;Remember that you are responsible for what you   put in your circle and that circle will also touch many other circles.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;You will need to live in a way that allows the   good that comes from your circle to send the peace of that goodness to others.   The splash that comes from anger or jealousy will send those feelings to other   circles. You are responsible for both.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;That was the first time I realized that each   person creates the inner peace or discord that flows out into the world. We   cannot create world peace if we are riddled with inner conflict, hatred, doubt,   or anger.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;We radiate the feelings and thoughts that we   hold inside, whether we speak them or not. Whatever is splashing around inside   of us is spilling out into the world, creating beauty or discord with all other   circles of life.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;这是苏语系印第安人部落中流传的一个古老的故事……&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;在我七岁那年，我的祖父来到田边的一个池塘。他让我丢一颗石子到水中，并嘱咐我仔细观察石子所激起的水波纹。然后他叫我把自己想象成那颗石子。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;他说：&quot;在生命的水面上，你也许能激起许多波纹，而你所激起的波纹也会打破别人的平静，&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;要谨记，对你所激起的波纹中所包含的东西负责，因为这些东西会接触、影响到别人的波纹。&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&quot;你应当努力使自己波纹中的平和宁静传播给他人。当然，如果你的波纹中携带有愤怒、嫉妒，别人也会受到你的影响，因此，你要对它们负责。&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;这是我第一次了解到，每个人心中的平和抑或不和，都会传播给整个世界。如果我们自己内心都被冲突、仇恨、疑虑或者愤怒所纠缠，自然就不能给世界带来平和宁静。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;无论我们是否说出心中的感觉和思绪，我们都在向外界传播它们。无论我们内心激起的是何种波纹，它们都会被传向他人，与别人的生命波纹共同激起美丽，抑或是不和谐。&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-906953377948053111?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005357/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/waves-of-life.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005357/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005357/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-906953377948053111</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/waves-of-life.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005357/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>Wind of forgiveness</title><link atom:title="Wind of forgiveness" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/wind-of-forgiveness.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-8466339891390722303</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The story goes that two friends were walking   through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and   one friend slapped the other one in the face.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The one who got slapped felt hurt, but without   saying anything, wrote in the sand: &quot;Today my best friend slapped me in the   face.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;They kept on walking until they found an oasis,   where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the   mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; id=1113752 title=&quot;&quot;   border=0 alt=&quot;Wind of forgiveness 宽恕的风&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081211/0013729e42d20aab1b2054.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;After he recovered from the near drowning, he   wrote on a stone: &quot;Today my best friend saved my life.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The friend who had slapped and saved his best   friend asked him, &quot;After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on   a stone. Why?&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The other friend replied: &quot;When someone hurts us   we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away.   But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where   no wind can ever erase it.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;两个朋友结伴穿越沙漠，旅途中二人突然吵了起来，其中一个掴了对方一记耳光。被打的人感到自己受了伤害，但什么也没有说，只是在沙地上写下了这样一句话：&quot;今天我最好的朋友掴了我耳光。他们继续前行，看见到处绿洲，他们正打算在那里洗澡时，刚才被打的人不小心陷入了泥潭，开始深陷，他的朋友救了他。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;等他从几近淹死的边缘苏醒过来后，他在石头上刻下：&quot;今天我最好的朋友救了我的命。&quot;他的朋友问：&quot;为什么我伤你之后，你在沙子上写字，现在却把字刻在石头上？&quot;   他回答道：&quot;当有人伤害了我们，我们应该把它写进沙里，宽恕的风会把仇恨抹去。而当有人为我们做了好事，我们应当把它刻在石头上，没有风可以将它抹去。&quot;　&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-8466339891390722303?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The story goes that two friends were walking   through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and   one friend slapped the other one in the face.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The one who got slapped felt hurt, but without   saying anything, wrote in the sand: &quot;Today my best friend slapped me in the   face.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;They kept on walking until they found an oasis,   where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the   mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; id=1113752 title=&quot;&quot;   border=0 alt=&quot;Wind of forgiveness 宽恕的风&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081211/0013729e42d20aab1b2054.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;After he recovered from the near drowning, he   wrote on a stone: &quot;Today my best friend saved my life.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The friend who had slapped and saved his best   friend asked him, &quot;After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on   a stone. Why?&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The other friend replied: &quot;When someone hurts us   we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away.   But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where   no wind can ever erase it.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;两个朋友结伴穿越沙漠，旅途中二人突然吵了起来，其中一个掴了对方一记耳光。被打的人感到自己受了伤害，但什么也没有说，只是在沙地上写下了这样一句话：&quot;今天我最好的朋友掴了我耳光。他们继续前行，看见到处绿洲，他们正打算在那里洗澡时，刚才被打的人不小心陷入了泥潭，开始深陷，他的朋友救了他。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;等他从几近淹死的边缘苏醒过来后，他在石头上刻下：&quot;今天我最好的朋友救了我的命。&quot;他的朋友问：&quot;为什么我伤你之后，你在沙子上写字，现在却把字刻在石头上？&quot;   他回答道：&quot;当有人伤害了我们，我们应该把它写进沙里，宽恕的风会把仇恨抹去。而当有人为我们做了好事，我们应当把它刻在石头上，没有风可以将它抹去。&quot;　&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-8466339891390722303?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005358/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/wind-of-forgiveness.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005358/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005358/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-8466339891390722303</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/wind-of-forgiveness.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005358/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>A Story Happened on An Uninhabited Island</title><link atom:title="A Story Happened on An Uninhabited Island" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/story-happened-on-uninhabited-island.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-1576182797819862519</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The only survivor of a   shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for   God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none   seemed forthcoming.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Exhausted, he eventually   managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements,   and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food,   he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the   sky.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The worst had happened;   everything was lost.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 126px&quot;   id=1109242 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;A story happened on an island 孤岛上的故事&quot;   align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081209/0013729e42d20aa81ada4a.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He was stunned with grief and   anger. &quot;God how could you do this to me!&quot; he cried.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Early the next day, however, he   was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come   to rescue him. &quot;How did you know I was here?&quot; asked the weary man of his   rescuers. &quot;We saw your smoke signal,&quot; they replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It is easy to get discouraged   when things are going bad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;But we shouldn't lose heart,   because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and   suffering.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Remember, next time your little   hut is burning to the ground it just may be a smoke signal that summons the   grace of God.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;For all the negative things we   have to say to ourselves, God has a positive answer for it   .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-1576182797819862519?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The only survivor of a   shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for   God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none   seemed forthcoming.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Exhausted, he eventually   managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements,   and to store his few possessions. But then one day, after scavenging for food,   he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the   sky.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The worst had happened;   everything was lost.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 126px&quot;   id=1109242 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;A story happened on an island 孤岛上的故事&quot;   align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081209/0013729e42d20aa81ada4a.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He was stunned with grief and   anger. &quot;God how could you do this to me!&quot; he cried.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Early the next day, however, he   was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come   to rescue him. &quot;How did you know I was here?&quot; asked the weary man of his   rescuers. &quot;We saw your smoke signal,&quot; they replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;It is easy to get discouraged   when things are going bad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;But we shouldn't lose heart,   because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and   suffering.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Remember, next time your little   hut is burning to the ground it just may be a smoke signal that summons the   grace of God.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;For all the negative things we   have to say to ourselves, God has a positive answer for it   .&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-1576182797819862519?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005359/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/story-happened-on-uninhabited-island.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005359/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005359/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-1576182797819862519</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/story-happened-on-uninhabited-island.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005359/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>Unconditional Love</title><link atom:title="Unconditional Love" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/unconditional-love.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-6377095821106536562</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The following story took place long ago in   Israel. One day when government officials were rebuilding a barn, they found a   mouse hole in a corner and used smoke to force the mice inside the hole to come   out. A while later they indeed saw mice running out, one after another.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Then, everyone thought that all the mice had   escaped. But just as they just about to start to clean up, they saw two mice   squeezing out at the exit of the hole. After some endeavor, the mice finally got   out. The strange thing was that after they came out of the hole, they did not   run away immediately. Instead, one chased after the other near the exit of the   hole. It seemed that one was trying to bite the tail of the other.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px&quot; id=1104837 title=&quot;&quot; border=0   hspace=0 alt=&quot;Unconditional Love 无条件的爱&quot; align=center   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081205/0013729e42d20aa308df01.jpg&quot;   width=300 height=200 zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot;   sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Everyone was puzzled, so they stepped closer to   take a look. They realized that one of the mice was blind and could not see   anything, and the other one was trying to allow the blind mouse to bite on his   tail so he could pull the blind one with him to escape.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;After witnessing what happened, everyone was   speechless and lost in thought. During meal time, the group of people sat down   in a circle and started to chat about what happened to the two mice.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;One serious Rome official said: &quot;I think the   relationship between those two mice was that of emperor and minister.&quot; The   others thought for a while and said: &quot;That was why!&quot; Thus the Rome official   showed his arrogance superciliously.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;A smart Israeli said: &quot;I think the relationship   between those two mice was husband and wife.&quot; Again the others thought for a   while, and all felt it made sense; so they expressed assent. Therefore, the   Israeli's countenance showed self-satisfaction.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;A Chinese, who was accustomed to the firm   tradition of loyalty to parents, said: &quot;I think the relationship between those   two mice was that of mother and son.&quot; Once again the others thought for a while,   and felt this was more reasonable. So they expressed assent yet another time.   Therefore, the face of the Chinese conveyed professional humility.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;At that moment, one pure-minded Samaritan who   was squatted on the ground resting his chin in his palms, bewilderedly looked at   other people, and asked: &quot;Why did those two mice have to have a certain   relationship?&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Suddenly, the atmosphere froze. Stupefied, the   group looked back at the Samaritan and remained speechless. The Rome official,   the Israeli and the Chinese who had spoken earlier all lowered their heads in   shame, and did not dare to respond.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;In fact, the true love is not established on   benefit, friendship and loyalty or blood relationship. Instead, it is based on   no relationship.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-6377095821106536562?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The following story took place long ago in   Israel. One day when government officials were rebuilding a barn, they found a   mouse hole in a corner and used smoke to force the mice inside the hole to come   out. A while later they indeed saw mice running out, one after another.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Then, everyone thought that all the mice had   escaped. But just as they just about to start to clean up, they saw two mice   squeezing out at the exit of the hole. After some endeavor, the mice finally got   out. The strange thing was that after they came out of the hole, they did not   run away immediately. Instead, one chased after the other near the exit of the   hole. It seemed that one was trying to bite the tail of the other.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px&quot; id=1104837 title=&quot;&quot; border=0   hspace=0 alt=&quot;Unconditional Love 无条件的爱&quot; align=center   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081205/0013729e42d20aa308df01.jpg&quot;   width=300 height=200 zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot;   sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Everyone was puzzled, so they stepped closer to   take a look. They realized that one of the mice was blind and could not see   anything, and the other one was trying to allow the blind mouse to bite on his   tail so he could pull the blind one with him to escape.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;After witnessing what happened, everyone was   speechless and lost in thought. During meal time, the group of people sat down   in a circle and started to chat about what happened to the two mice.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;One serious Rome official said: &quot;I think the   relationship between those two mice was that of emperor and minister.&quot; The   others thought for a while and said: &quot;That was why!&quot; Thus the Rome official   showed his arrogance superciliously.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;A smart Israeli said: &quot;I think the relationship   between those two mice was husband and wife.&quot; Again the others thought for a   while, and all felt it made sense; so they expressed assent. Therefore, the   Israeli's countenance showed self-satisfaction.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;A Chinese, who was accustomed to the firm   tradition of loyalty to parents, said: &quot;I think the relationship between those   two mice was that of mother and son.&quot; Once again the others thought for a while,   and felt this was more reasonable. So they expressed assent yet another time.   Therefore, the face of the Chinese conveyed professional humility.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;At that moment, one pure-minded Samaritan who   was squatted on the ground resting his chin in his palms, bewilderedly looked at   other people, and asked: &quot;Why did those two mice have to have a certain   relationship?&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;Suddenly, the atmosphere froze. Stupefied, the   group looked back at the Samaritan and remained speechless. The Rome official,   the Israeli and the Chinese who had spoken earlier all lowered their heads in   shame, and did not dare to respond.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;In fact, the true love is not established on   benefit, friendship and loyalty or blood relationship. Instead, it is based on   no relationship.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-6377095821106536562?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005360/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/unconditional-love.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005360/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005360/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-6377095821106536562</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/03/unconditional-love.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005360/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>A boy and his apple tree</title><link atom:title="A boy and his apple tree" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/boy-and-his-apple-tree.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-7164639321206700055</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Long ago, there was a huge   apple tree.&amp;nbsp;A little boy love to come and play around it everyday. He   climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow…he loved   the tree and the tree loved to play with him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Time went by…the little boy had   grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One day, the boy came back to   the tree and he looked. &quot;Come and play with me ,&quot; the tree asked the boy . &quot;I am   no longer a kid,&amp;nbsp;I don't play around trees anymore.&quot; The boy replied, &quot;I   want toys.&amp;nbsp;I need money to buy them.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Sorry, but&amp;nbsp;I don't have   money…but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.&quot;   The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.   The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One day, the boy returned and   the tree was so excited. &quot;Come and play with me,&quot; the tree said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 327px&quot;   id=1097447 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;A boy and his apple tree 男孩和苹果树&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081201/0013729e42d20a9def8423.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I don't have time to play.   I&amp;nbsp;have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help   me?&quot; &quot;Sorry, but&amp;nbsp;I don't have a house, but you can chop off my branches to   build your house.&quot;So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left   happily.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The tree was glad to see him   happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and   sad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One hot summer day, the boy   returned and the tree was delighted. &quot;Come and play with me,&quot; the tree   said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I am sad and getting old. I   want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?&quot; &quot;Use my trunk to   build your boat. You can sail faraway and be happy.&quot; So the boy cut the tree   trunk to make a boat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He went sailing and never   showed up for a long time.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Finally, the boy returned after   he left for so many years. &quot;Sorry,my boy. But&amp;nbsp;I don't have anything for you   anymore. No more apples for you…&quot;the tree said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I don't have teeth to bite,&quot;   the boy replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;No more trunk for you to climb   on.&quot; &quot;I am too old for that now.&quot;the boy said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I really want to give you   something…the only thing left is my dying roots,&quot; the tree said with tears. &quot;I   don't need much now,just a place to rest. I am tired after all these year,&quot; the   boy replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Good! Old tree roots is the   best place to lean on and rest. Come,come sit down with me and rest,&quot; the boy   sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with   tears...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-7164639321206700055?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Long ago, there was a huge   apple tree.&amp;nbsp;A little boy love to come and play around it everyday. He   climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow…he loved   the tree and the tree loved to play with him.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;  &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Time went by…the little boy had   grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One day, the boy came back to   the tree and he looked. &quot;Come and play with me ,&quot; the tree asked the boy . &quot;I am   no longer a kid,&amp;nbsp;I don't play around trees anymore.&quot; The boy replied, &quot;I   want toys.&amp;nbsp;I need money to buy them.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Sorry, but&amp;nbsp;I don't have   money…but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.&quot;   The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily.   The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One day, the boy returned and   the tree was so excited. &quot;Come and play with me,&quot; the tree said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P align=right&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG style=&quot;WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 327px&quot;   id=1097447 title=&quot;&quot; border=0 alt=&quot;A boy and his apple tree 男孩和苹果树&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081201/0013729e42d20a9def8423.jpg&quot;   md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I don't have time to play.   I&amp;nbsp;have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help   me?&quot; &quot;Sorry, but&amp;nbsp;I don't have a house, but you can chop off my branches to   build your house.&quot;So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left   happily.&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;The tree was glad to see him   happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and   sad.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;One hot summer day, the boy   returned and the tree was delighted. &quot;Come and play with me,&quot; the tree   said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I am sad and getting old. I   want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?&quot; &quot;Use my trunk to   build your boat. You can sail faraway and be happy.&quot; So the boy cut the tree   trunk to make a boat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He went sailing and never   showed up for a long time.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;Finally, the boy returned after   he left for so many years. &quot;Sorry,my boy. But&amp;nbsp;I don't have anything for you   anymore. No more apples for you…&quot;the tree said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I don't have teeth to bite,&quot;   the boy replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;No more trunk for you to climb   on.&quot; &quot;I am too old for that now.&quot;the boy said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;I really want to give you   something…the only thing left is my dying roots,&quot; the tree said with tears. &quot;I   don't need much now,just a place to rest. I am tired after all these year,&quot; the   boy replied.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Good! Old tree roots is the   best place to lean on and rest. Come,come sit down with me and rest,&quot; the boy   sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with   tears...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-7164639321206700055?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005361/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/boy-and-his-apple-tree.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005361/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005361/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-7164639321206700055</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/boy-and-his-apple-tree.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005361/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>Interview with God</title><link atom:title="Interview with God" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/interview-with-god.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-6058849282033636394</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Come in,&quot; God said to me, &quot;so,   you would like to interview Me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;If you have the time,&quot; I   said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: left&quot; align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG   style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 324px&quot; id=1093255 title=&quot;&quot; border=0   alt=&quot;Interview&amp;nbsp;with God 与上帝对话&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081127/0013729e42d20a985bc004.jpg&quot;   zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;He   smiled through His beard and said: &quot;My time is called eternity and is enough to   do everything; what questions do you have in mind to ask me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;None that are new to you.   What's the one thing that surprises you most about mankind?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He answered: &quot;That they get   bored of being children, are in a rush to grow up, and then long to be children   again. That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to   restore their health. That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget   the present, such that they live neither for the present nor the future. That   they live as if they will never die, and they die as if they never had never   lived...&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;His hands took mine and we were   silent. After a long period, I said, &quot;May I ask you another   question?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He replied with a   smile.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;As a Father, what would you   ask your children to do for the new year?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;To learn that they cannot make   anyone love them. What they can do is to let themselves be loved.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it takes years to   build trust, and a few seconds to destroy it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that what is most   valuable is not what they have in their lives, but who they have in their   lives.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it is not good to   compare themselves to others. There will be others better or worse than they   are.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that a rich person is   not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they should   control their attitudes, otherwise their attitudes will control them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it only takes a   few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love, and that it takes many   years to heal them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn to forgive by   practicing forgiveness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that there are persons   that love them dearly, but simply do not know how to show their   feelings.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that money can buy   everything but happiness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that while at times   they may be entitled to be upset, that does not give them the right to upset   those around them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that great dreams do   not require great wings, but a landing gear to achieve.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that true friends are   scarce, he/she who has found one has found a true treasure.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they are masters   of what they keep to themselves and slaves of what they say.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they shall reap   what they plant; if they plant gossip they will harvest intrigues, if they plant   love they will harvest happiness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that true happiness is   not to achieve their goals but to learn to be satisfied with what they already   achieved.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that happiness is a   decision. They decide to be happy with what they are and have, or die from envy   and jealousy of what they lack.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that two people can   look at the same thing and see something totally different.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that those who are   honest with themselves without considering the consequences go far in   life.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that even though they   may think they have nothing to give, when a friend cries with them, they find   the strength to appease the pain.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that by trying to hold   on to love ones, they very quickly push them away; and by letting go of those   they love, they will be side by side   forever.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-6058849282033636394?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;Come in,&quot; God said to me, &quot;so,   you would like to interview Me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;If you have the time,&quot; I   said.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: left&quot; align=left&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&lt;IMG   style=&quot;WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 324px&quot; id=1093255 title=&quot;&quot; border=0   alt=&quot;Interview&amp;nbsp;with God 与上帝对话&quot; align=right   src=&quot;http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/language_tips/book/attachement/jpg/site1/20081127/0013729e42d20a985bc004.jpg&quot;   zmxid=&quot;zoomXimageId6&quot; md5=&quot;&quot; sourcedescription=&quot;编辑提供的本地文件&quot; sourcename=&quot;本地文件&quot;&gt;He   smiled through His beard and said: &quot;My time is called eternity and is enough to   do everything; what questions do you have in mind to ask me?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;None that are new to you.   What's the one thing that surprises you most about mankind?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He answered: &quot;That they get   bored of being children, are in a rush to grow up, and then long to be children   again. That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to   restore their health. That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget   the present, such that they live neither for the present nor the future. That   they live as if they will never die, and they die as if they never had never   lived...&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;His hands took mine and we were   silent. After a long period, I said, &quot;May I ask you another   question?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;He replied with a   smile.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;As a Father, what would you   ask your children to do for the new year?&quot;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;&quot;To learn that they cannot make   anyone love them. What they can do is to let themselves be loved.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it takes years to   build trust, and a few seconds to destroy it.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that what is most   valuable is not what they have in their lives, but who they have in their   lives.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it is not good to   compare themselves to others. There will be others better or worse than they   are.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that a rich person is   not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they should   control their attitudes, otherwise their attitudes will control them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that it only takes a   few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love, and that it takes many   years to heal them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn to forgive by   practicing forgiveness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that there are persons   that love them dearly, but simply do not know how to show their   feelings.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that money can buy   everything but happiness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that while at times   they may be entitled to be upset, that does not give them the right to upset   those around them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that great dreams do   not require great wings, but a landing gear to achieve.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that true friends are   scarce, he/she who has found one has found a true treasure.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they are masters   of what they keep to themselves and slaves of what they say.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that they shall reap   what they plant; if they plant gossip they will harvest intrigues, if they plant   love they will harvest happiness.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that true happiness is   not to achieve their goals but to learn to be satisfied with what they already   achieved.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that happiness is a   decision. They decide to be happy with what they are and have, or die from envy   and jealousy of what they lack.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that two people can   look at the same thing and see something totally different.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that those who are   honest with themselves without considering the consequences go far in   life.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that even though they   may think they have nothing to give, when a friend cries with them, they find   the strength to appease the pain.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial&gt;To learn that by trying to hold   on to love ones, they very quickly push them away; and by letting go of those   they love, they will be side by side   forever.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-6058849282033636394?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005362/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/interview-with-god.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005362/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005362/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-6058849282033636394</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/interview-with-god.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005362/5112672</fs:itemid></item><item><title>Lake of autumn</title><link atom:title="Lake of autumn" atom:type="text/html">http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/lake-of-autumn.html</link><id xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-5660592469937505174</id><content xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" type="html">&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;I remember quite clearly now when the story   happened. The autumn leaves were floating in measure down to the ground,   recovering the lake, where we used to swim like children, under the sun was   there to shine. That time we used to be happy. Well, I thought we were. But the   truth was that you had been longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. On that   precious night, watching the lake, vaguely conscious, you said: &quot;Our story is   ending.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The rain was killing the last days of summer.   You had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I still   don't think I'm gonna make it through another love story. You took it all away   from me. And there I stand, I knew I was going to be the one left behind. But   still I'm watching the lake, vaguely conscious, and I know my life is   ending.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;我仍清晰地记得故事发生的时候。秋叶翻飞，飘落一地。我们曾经孩子般戏水畅游过的小湖盖满落叶，在太阳下闪着光。那时我们幸福过。哦，我是这样认为的。可事实上你早就想离开我，只是不敢告诉我罢了。在那美丽的夜晚，眼望湖水，恍惚中听见你说：我们的故事已到尽头。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;雨水扼杀着所剩无几的夏日，而你很久以来也在扼杀我奄奄一息的爱。我仍不认为自己会再去经历另一段爱情故事。你把一切都带走了。我只有悄然伫立，早已明白自己将会是那个被遗弃的人。而我依然凝望着湖水，恍惚中，生命正离我而去。&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-5660592469937505174?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><author xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><name>joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05316479681829995980</uri><email>bestopjoe@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14587925005970591749"></gd:extendedProperty></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content:encoded>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;  &lt;DIV class=sanjineiwen&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;I remember quite clearly now when the story   happened. The autumn leaves were floating in measure down to the ground,   recovering the lake, where we used to swim like children, under the sun was   there to shine. That time we used to be happy. Well, I thought we were. But the   truth was that you had been longing to leave me, not daring to tell me. On that   precious night, watching the lake, vaguely conscious, you said: &quot;Our story is   ending.&quot;&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;The rain was killing the last days of summer.   You had been killing my last breath of love, since a long time ago. I still   don't think I'm gonna make it through another love story. You took it all away   from me. And there I stand, I knew I was going to be the one left behind. But   still I'm watching the lake, vaguely conscious, and I know my life is   ending.&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;我仍清晰地记得故事发生的时候。秋叶翻飞，飘落一地。我们曾经孩子般戏水畅游过的小湖盖满落叶，在太阳下闪着光。那时我们幸福过。哦，我是这样认为的。可事实上你早就想离开我，只是不敢告诉我罢了。在那美丽的夜晚，眼望湖水，恍惚中听见你说：我们的故事已到尽头。&lt;/P&gt;  &lt;P   style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 3px 15px&quot;&gt;雨水扼杀着所剩无几的夏日，而你很久以来也在扼杀我奄奄一息的爱。我仍不认为自己会再去经历另一段爱情故事。你把一切都带走了。我只有悄然伫立，早已明白自己将会是那个被遗弃的人。而我依然凝望着湖水，恍惚中，生命正离我而去。&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237072617737824299-5660592469937505174?l=www.pop925.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/t1/339005363/EnglishReader/feedsky/s.gif?r=http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/lake-of-autumn.html&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;position:absolute&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;fswww1&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/l/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005363/art01.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; ismap=&quot;ismap&quot; src=&quot;http://www1.feedsky.com/r/i/feedsky/EnglishReader/339005363/art01.gif&quot; onerror=&quot;this.style.display='none'&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content:encoded><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essay</category><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 18:24:34 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237072617737824299.post-5660592469937505174</guid><dc:creator>joe</dc:creator><fs:srclink>http://www.pop925.net/2010/02/lake-of-autumn.html</fs:srclink><fs:srcfeed>http://www.pop925.net/feeds/posts/default</fs:srcfeed><fs:itemid>feedsky/EnglishReader/~8011629/339005363/5112672</fs:itemid></item></channel></rss>