letter

“We pull the heavy limp body out of the mud.Its neck twisted in such a manner that it seems to be asking a question of us.”(Harrison,p33)

“He is not awkward,stupid boy we knew” (Harrison,p39)

Dear dariy,

Today,the second time we in the trench ,our friend Brown dead.Now I feel so sad for lose such a good friend,who always use jokes or telling about something can tranfer uor attention from awful to normal even let us feel happy in the horribly,nudly trench.He even dead for a spoon,which for devided food---he did not want anybody hungry,poor Brown!But at that time I did not think Brown is a good man,I think he was stupid---who dead for a spoon,“do not want to die before breakfast?”I remembered what Brown said,we look on the food greedy and Brown….I am so regret that we devided the food after Brown’s dead and we feel lucky because Brown’s dead that we can have more foods.I am not a human,I hate myself,maybe war can change a people from human to animal.When we talk about the bean,about jokes,we sad,we cannot stand ourself treat Brown so perishing,he’s not an awkward stupid person,he’s a symbol,we become slient.Also the dead soldier in the river let us think about Brown.

letter

research

You can see the picture.This is a very old experiment,which tell us how water is collected in a cintainer and the figure depicts the effect use of water outdoors.

You can use a plastic to cover the ground and let both side hold down by stones.You need to find another stones to put in the middle of the sheet and the middle of the sheet transformed into a lower part,which compare with the high parts.Everytime the rain comes down or other forms of water such as snow,rime drop out on the sheet ,water will be accumulated in the middle of the sheet,which happens to be the lower part.And then the water dips into the container,which is positioned directly under the stone,thus the water is collected.Sorroud the water container are green plants,which planted to assimilate the water in case the container is full and wwter runs out.

poem

Seeing light at night

--------My own poem

I never believe that night is dark.

Even through the remotest starshine,

It will be contain a gleam of vitality as well.

Seize it!

Make great efforts,

Although the distance between dream and reality are so far,

But I am growing when I am jumping to catch it over and over again.

Unexpectedly,an angel grips my hand and let me seize the dream that I expect for long time.

I cannot get the certain position about the starshine,

But I can redress my desired track promptly,

I will try my best until a chance happen,

A chance ,which can let me get something,

I must believe the chance will happen,

Always have faith,

The light you will gain.

Saying Good-bye To Cambridge Again (2)

'The golden willows by the riverside

Are young brides in the setting sun.'

The poet simile'the golden williws' to 'young brides',set off the williws glorious and moving, 

let people associate with the movement of the willows cover a laver of sheen.A very sclience dynamic picture appear in our mind.

 

'In the gentle waves of Cambridge

I would be a water plant!'

Showing the poet is rekuctant to leave the Cambridge even want to incrnate a water plant,which can appreciate even fused together with the Cambridge.

 'Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight

And sing aloud in the splendor of starlight.

But I cannot sing aloud

Quietness is my farewell music'
Expressing the poet does not want to leave here extremely even want to sing a song loudly but the poet cannot sing because the deeply appreciate.


'Very quietly I take my leave

As quietly as I came here;

Gently I flick my sleeves

Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away.'

The last words make the finishing point of the poem. 

Music and I

I cannot think of my life or anyone else's without music. I do like music a lot because it is something connected to our souls. Every time when I listen to music, I feel very happy. When I felt low, music could always pick me up. When I was unhappy, music could always be my best friend listening to me silently. I listen to music almost every day, whenever I got spare time, I listen to music, because I think it will build up my mind.

I like listening to music also like playing piano,a kind of instruments.I played it when I was 3,I think it is a very young age to learn an instrument,but I got it,in a grisly way,I practiced at least 4 hours a day,finally,I passed 8 class when I was 11.Althrough I did hate piano when I played it,but now it is conivent for me to play a pianolude

everywhere,I will not feel embarrassed when everyone express themself only because I do not have a way express myself.

 I like Chinese music,espically traditional Chinese music,such as 'The Butterfly Lovers',showing
plaintive love story to us--using Western Musical Instruments.It is wonderful melody.

http://zhangmenshiting.baidu.com/service/6cbfa998e43b2f58fe27b57ab03e0248.mp3?xcode=0af116c6a62ab9c639ae57c8822fee9527

Saying Good-bye To Cambridge Again

再别康桥

作者: 徐志摩

　

轻轻的我走了，
正如我轻轻的来；
我轻轻的招手，
作别西天的云彩。
　
那河畔的金柳，
是夕阳中的新娘；
波光里的艳影，
在我的心头荡漾。
　
软泥上的青荇，
油油的在水底招摇；
在康河的柔波里，
我甘心做一条水草！
　
那榆荫下的一潭，
不是清泉，
是天上虹；
揉碎在浮藻间，
沉淀着彩虹似的梦。
　
寻梦？撑一支长篙，
向青草更青处漫溯；
满载一船星辉，
在星辉斑斓里放歌。
　
但我不能放歌，
悄悄是别离的笙箫；
夏虫也为我沉默，
沉默是今晚的康桥！
　
悄悄的我走了，
正如我悄悄的来；
我挥一挥衣袖，
不带走一片云彩。
　

　　1928.11.6 中国海上

Saying Good-bye To Cambridge Again --- By Xu Zhimo

“Very quietly I take my leave

As quietly as I came here.”

The begining of the poem tell us it is voluntary for author to come or to leave but he loves there very much that does not have heart to break the sclience of here.Showing he is reluctant to leave the Cambridge.