Spring's space

     It was long time ago since the last time I thought about him. I still remember what we did but I almost forget his face, his voice and the simle I had ever seen in countless dreams. Do I miss him or just the past I spent with him. I cant see the future ahead of me but I can look back the path I have gone through whenever I want or I need to. People always told me to look forward instead of living in the past. However, without the past, I wouldnt be who I am today. Perhaps, I prefer being who I was in the past, perhaps, I am just being too uncertain about my future and even dont dare to look forward a bit...

What does time mean to you?

This is the song I am listening to these days. Its tunes may bring you into an erotic mood. However, if you take a look at its words, you can find how ably and sweetly the writer used wealth as an analogy for love. I hope you guys will like it!~

 

Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back

Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly first-class desires, you're my limousine
So elegant, the way we ride, our passion, it just multiplies
There's platinum lightning in the sky
Look I'm livin' like a queen


This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly


Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back


Sugar, honey, sexy baby
When we touch it turns to gold
Sensitive and delicate, kinda like a tuberose
You know you are my treasure chest
It's pure perfection when we kiss and
You're my Mr., I'm your Miss
Gonna be until we're old

This kind of love is getting expensive
We know how to live, baby
We're luxurious, like Egyptian cotton

Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
[2x]


Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're loaded and we're not gonna blow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we're hooked up with the love cause we grow it
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we got hydroponic love and we're smokin'
Cha-ching, cha-ching, we burn it, you and I, we are so lit


And we're so rich in love, we're rollin' in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in the rough is lookin' so sparkly

Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back
Trying so hard, saving up the paper
Now we get to lay back
Working so hard, every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back

Spring at Wu Ling

 

Li Ch'ing-chao

     

      The breeze has passed,

       pollen dust settled,

       and now the evening comes

       as I comb out my hair.

 

      There is the book, the inkstone,

       the table. But he who was

       my life has disappeared.

       It is hard to speak through tears.

 

       I've heard it's always spring

       at Wu Ling, and beautiful.

       I'd take a little boat and drift

       alone out on the water.

 

      But I'm afraid a boat

      so small would sink

      with the weight

      of all my sorrow.

 

 

I just happened to read a news online, which is about a crime of series murder in Janpan. People would ususally want to know how did those victims unfortunately got killed ,and so do I . Coincidentally,the three victims are all frequent visitors of one suicide webpage, and, surprisingly, this webpage is estabilshed by the murderer. The unbelievable reason for the murderer to commit his crime is that he found pleasant with watching the extreme painful expression of people when they are dying. Many people may be getting not so surprised with this kind of news, because they can see it happens almost everywhere in the world, specially in those developed countries like Japan. There are many ways of explaining why there are increasing numbers of series murder in which the murderers did not kill for money or for the motive of revenge. Many of these murderers are indeed psychologically distorted. This phenomenon brings me to the concern that what leads to such a mental distortion of these murderers and the worse is how people regard life nowaday in the society.