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It is the Heart that gives Success

Endless love and blessing for you. You are the most cherishable present and everything to me forever. People have good things that happen to them, and they forget, but you forgive all unhappiness. I have learned that no matter how hard life is, take time and share with others what is going well. The wisdom of Love, the highest wisdom ever knows upon this Earth, and I present you with all the best blessings. I miss you more, as this is the Summer Solstice. This is the longest day of the year in our region, I wish you healthy and happy life and dreams come true. Some men only live for great occasions, but every day to you is a special occasion, and you cherish and show respect toward everyone. You will always have opportunities enough, and delights, and benefits. You have great abilities, of original mind, and possess rare acquirements. I have come to understand, there is no difference between Time and of the three dimensions of Space except that our consciousness moves along it. The things you have taught me prove that you have a truly elegant taste, and it is generally accompanied with an Excellency of heart; your virtue is nothing else, but true taste. We are born to love, and here to enjoy living. Passing through boundless years and list all the good memories. Remember me just like I remember you, now and then.

I wish you a sweet love and success as handsome as you are. It is the heart that gives success. You have taught me that life will open up to us more when we are humble, and that we should not ask for anything. I know that you know me well enough to know that of my heart. Being a good person draws me near to my own soul and purifies my thoughts. I know even if you go to the tips and ends of the Earth, you are still pulled by innumerable threads of your affection to our homeland. The light yellow flowers are bursting forth on the love tree and they are the ones we have watered with our yearnings and tears. My heart is flying secretly to you and my yearning is like the fleeing white clouds across the blue sky. Return to me, my dear one, our hears are linked together. Sea waves cannot dilute our kinship and mountains cannot keep us from reunion. Stand firm on your commitment and know that a success is one who decided to succeed and worked. With your determination, you will win many glorious triumphs. You live in a bright twilight that only knows victory. You always have a smile and a cheerful attitude, this hope in your soul is a promise of return, not only will value be given today, but it will make each future day outside each yesterday. You achieve daily success and have learn to conquer what many have thought to be impossible. You worked by day and toiled by night, while others had fun and partied.

You gave up much play and delight to provide for your family. You read dry books to learn new things and forged ahead and earned success. You pressed on with faith and determination, and when you won, they called it luck. However, you know it was God’s will. You became the star of the hour and made the minutes count. I believe in you, and I find that the more I obey, the more happiness I have.  Success is not measured by what a man possesses, but by the opposition he has encountered, and the courage with which you have maintained your success against overwhelming odds. You have told me a few things you have been through, and no, I could never imagine the kind of pain, heartache, and sorrow you have felt.  I feel keenly the dedication of love. Your devoted support and enlightenment have made us remember each other forever. You are so considerate and generous, and every greeting conveys the feelings of gratitude from me. Let this small token carry all my gratitude from my heat, which resembled a stone, but is not in blossom under your cars. What I can do now is report to you that I still have not learned how to repay your inculcation. No matter what, we will find strength in unity. On this Summer Solstice hold splendid the rising Sun emitting bright rays in the sea of our life. You may ask, if I had the chance to do it all again, I would. This situation has brought me closer to you.

Too Happy to be Sentimental: Happy Father’s Day!

Father, thank you for enabling me to possess the freshest morning and the brightest spring, we crave it with sincerity, adorning wisdom. Natural affection, of all the sentiments, has permanent power over me. You have been to my regards what light, what color is to my eyes, what music is to the inward ear; you have raised a dim unrest into a vivid consciousness. The son is eager to enjoy the World before the father is willing to forsake it; youth is the season of benevolence. No man knows tills the time comes, what depths are within him. Your eyes have hope for life. I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had minded what they were about when they begot me. When a tender affection has been storing itself in us through many of our years, the idea that we could accept any exchange for it seems to be a cheapening of our lives. You use your love to build up our spirits and soul. Having you in my life is exquisite and dazzlingly brilliant and a father’s value is incomparable.

No son of Adam ever reads his own heart, at all, except by the habit acquired, and the light gained, from some years’ perusal of other hearts; and even then, with his acquired sagacity and reflected light, he can but spell and decipher his own heart, not read it fluently. You cannot be angry with others for seeing you in a light in which you so strongly see yourself. Your generous present is not just help in material, but support in spirit. It makes ripples of thanks springing up in our hearts. On the road of long dark night, seeing the fire in front of us, it is hope. My thoughts have been your wisdom, in your day belonging to you, I see your deep yearnings and blessings. What affects my soul and urges me forward is your true and selfless love. Oh, my father, your lofty morality will be engraved on my mind. Thank you for your cultivation. What is endless is your deep love. Bless you, my dear fathers, and thank you. The love will not disappear with the passing of time, accompanying with me to the ends of the World forever.

You stretch selflessly your hands when I am in difficulties. You offer me your sincere heart when I am in pains. You walk with me when I am discouraged. Oh, in future, I would like to donate riches to you. It is you who breed me and give me strong muscles and bones and a healthy body and mind. It is you who cultivated me and gave me pure soul and fine ideal. I thank you sincerely, my father. I deeply love you with my life; you are the Earth that builds me up. Father like sunshine, giving me firmness and enthusiasm, one father is more than a hundred school masters. In this World, people must climb their own trees; it is a great thing for a lad, when he is first turned into the independence of lodgings. It is not ours to make election for ourselves; Heaven, our fathers, must decide for us.

On the day, I spare time to think how much father has done for us. You are future and eternity and I miss you every second and every minute. I look for what is missing in my life and realize it is you. Since your departure, nothing has been the same. Life has been extremely difficult. I have tried to do everything I can think of to improve my situation, but my efforts do not seem to be enough. I know that by now I should have learned everything there is on how to make my own life better. However, there seems to be a different set of rules for me. No matter what I look, or who I pray to, I realize that my father was the only one to every really care about me, look out for me and fix things in my life. You told me I am not to use the “N” word, need. And that I cannot ask anyone for anything, not even a piece of candy. These rules that you have given me have made me stronger and determined than ever before. I know this message may be a little confusing, as you may not remember some of these things.

In my years on my own, I have come to see that life is a lot different than when I grew up. It goes beyond being sheltered and protected, I have seen things that I would not believe, and not even like paranormal stuff. But just simple things in life like timing are amazing. I want to take this time to recall a few of the great things you have done for me in my life. I will never forget you took me to my first baseball game, when I was five, we went to see the Oakland A’s play. I remember going to the bathroom and wondering why all the men were peeing in the sink, and you told me that I am not supposed to look, but just stand there and pee like I was alone. I will never forget when I was 8 and you were teaching me how to drive and I almost crashed through the store window, and when I was 15 and you were teaching me how to drive and had me drive on the freeway, from Sacramento, to Oakland. I also remember you were coming to visit me on my birthday and something really bad happened to you, but you still made up for it. And our notorious trips to the bank, I used to drive you once a week to get my allowance. Also all the support you gave me paying my bills and just the moral guidance. There are so many more thing I can mention, but I do not want to sound cliché.

Oh, and one of my fondness memories is when I thought I was alone in church and was taking all of those pictures and did not realize you were already there, praying, and watching me. I did not even notice you until you said, “It is beautiful, isn’t it.” I replied yes, and kept clicking away, as you walked out with a smile on your face only a father could have. Then there was the time at the park, and you had on your gray suit, you looked so upset, like I had done something wrong. Later on, it came to my attention you found out about something I did, but I thought you already knew the reasons why. You wanted to hit me and were so angry, but just walked away. I hope you can kind of read in between the lines, with these experiences, and understand what I am trying to say. And I notice you because you remember certain dates, which are not common knowledge, and you also still cook the same foods.

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Things have happened, life has changed, and I do wonder why you keep your distance? More than anything, what a young man wants from his father, is the time the two of them spend together. In my youth, you spoiled me, and I am grateful for that. I understand at some point, everyone has to support themselves, as it makes me stronger and more of a man. However, the bond that a father and son have can never be replaced. I have also learned that no one will ever love a young man the way his father does. Mother’s get so much credit, but as you know, you cannot expect to have a man, if he does not take a man’s food. Can there be characters more odious then those of a masculine woman, and an effeminate man? In this World, no one will ever love a man, like his father does. Men are expected to be providers, and as a man, if you cannot provide, one is deemed worthless, even by his own mother. And as a man, I cannot expect a man to take care of me or even uphold my legal rights. Being a man is an interesting experience because it is a lot like being on an island all alone. I am happy that my mother is in my life, but I realize I miss my father so much and spend so much time looking for him.

I remember when I was younger, and thought I was independent and wanted to move to Los Angeles, but you would not let me. Thank God. I had no idea how the World really works. I also remember when I was out of town and you used to call me every Saturday morning and wake me up. And how you have a fetish for gummy bears and gummy worms, you are a really kind soul, and everyone who has met my father loves him. How can I call you? A little regard, a deep missing, a thick love and a sweet memory. I am waiting for you the time you return silently. I hate to say it, but I do not feel like you completed your job, I think there is more you need to teach me, and you know why. Supposing that all human souls are equal; yet the very design of the different machines in which they are enclosed is to super induce a temporary difference on their original equality; a difference adapted to the different purposes for which they are designed by Providence in the transitory state. When those purposes are at an end, this difference will be at an end.

All Power is a Trust

 

I wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love. I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love. Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. However, if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. You are a reflection of chivalry, heroism, action. First you give us an age of deeds, and then an age of computer programs. Someone as great as you comprehend all perfections. You have a soul that is quick to discern, no shade of quality escapes it, and you are so quick to feel, that discernment is but a hand playing with finely ordered variety on the chords of emotion, a soul in which knowledge passes instantaneously into feeling, and feeling flashes back as a new organ of knowledge. One may have that condition by fits only. Being long together makes us remember each other forever. May the flame of strong love spring up in our hearts. How is it that you have said so many fine things about your first love, and so few about the later love? There is a deal to be said, but cannot be put into words. The Early morning always has this touch…whisper…gleam…beat of wings of Eden.

 Last night, in the misty moonlight, I saw you off in secret. Hence there appears a little weeping star in the sky. Prose can paint evening and moonlight, but you are desired to sing the dawn. Missing is warm seabeach turning my missing to blessing and sends to you in the distance. After a passion is excited, there is a danger of tearing it to rags.  Attachment to a favorite system will make the best-informed mind blind. Love, when it is only the consequence of pride gratified, will vanish as soon as that pride is piqued; and will surrender up its place to aversion. When parting draws aside its curtain, when memory sleeps in the chest, it really breaks my heart to say goodbye. Only the dream remains sweet. A pure heart, whether in man or woman, will be always, in every company, on every occasion, pure. The spotless virgin fears not the roaring lion. The purity of hear heart prevents you from seeing the depravity. Who can prove that the enjoyment of the moment also is the purpose of the existence of that moment? If only you can find it, everything has a moral. Love is a rose that captivates the whole Universe. Love is a rose that lets the World prone before it, may you hold this rose! May we jointly open up a stretch of land of love where we will let the seed of fantasy bear real, sweet fruit. You like romance and you also pursue material; you are looking for life, while looking for a dream in your life. May you be happy and satisfactory! Please remember, tomorrow, my dear blessing will be in your solitary life and the song you have sung will be in my colorless years.

 You are a rare bird upon the Earth. By good and strong root, your graces hold to the firm soil of reality. If my wishes will drive your worries away, then, let them blow into your heart. My hopeful smile brings you my infinite love. Your song expresses my fantastic ideal, while the music from my instrument condenses your boundless aspiration. May we perform together a piece of music of happiness. You are like that unerring light within us which, when we are not blinded by passion, will always teach us to distinguish right from wrong. Our reason is our own. Our feelings we inherit. Delivery yourself by permit of your cheque on the Bank of Reason, and your account is increased instead of lessened. I will never forget you and please think of me and come to see me occasionally. May you be satisfactory and happy. Let the sun and blue sky move the clouds and wake up the hidden memory; several words in the letter bring my regards to the faraway lover. May every day turn into a sincere blessing to you. I do not know how to bless you with my eager heart. May you possess a warm smile unexpectedly on your voyage of life at the moment you turn back your head suddenly. There are dreamy flowers in the garden, they are much like a dream. May you dream like a beautiful flower; may the flower in your heart be like the beautiful dream. With your love and my affection, we will build an impeccably happy life.

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Can the Mind forget the History of its Own Life?

 

When a man gets a good berth, half the deserving must come after. My dear teacher, it is you who brings me out of the innocent World, teach me truth of life, purify my soul, enrich my mind, how can I reward you for all of that? We should not conclude that a man who strives earnestly for success does so with a strong sense of his own merit. He may see how little success has to do with merit, and his motive may be his very blessing. You come in by yourselves, without his direction, what a god is memory? To implore help itself the proof of underset of it. The holiest among us has but attained so far above his fellows as to discern more clearly the Mercy which looks down, and repudiate more utterly the phantom of human excellence which would look aspiringly upward. He that see inferior desert advanced above him will naturally impute that preference to partiality or caprice; and, indeed, it can scarcely be hoped that any man, however magnanimous by nature or exalted by condition, will be able to persist forever in the fixed and inexorable justice of distribution.

 There is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed, and your sense wrap in perfect unconsciousness. At such times, a mortal knows just enough of what his mind is doing, to form some glimmering conception of its mighty powers, it is bounding from Earth, and spurning time and space, when freed from the restraint of it corporeal associate. The heart loves repose and the soul contemplation, but the mind needs action. It is you who turns stone steps, so I step forward. Cutting the clouds as letter papers is not enough for me to write down my thanks. On this lofty platform, you are like a guide sign, directing people forward, one generation after another. Thank you for your guide. What does it matter where my body happens to be? My mind goes on working all the same.

 There is a curious want of system in the English mind. When we are not occupied in making machinery, we are (mentally speaking) the most slovenly people in the Universe. In vast cycles, age after age, the human mind marches on, like the ocean, receding here, but there advancing. In the crossroad of my life, it is you that stretch firmly your warm hands in front of me. The hands are guide signs, so I am firm and clear headed. Thank you forever, my beloved teacher. You are a hard-working cultivator. During a long time after we leave each other, your voice sounds respected. No waves can stop our youthful steps. May you be healthy and happy forever. Strength of mind is improvable, every man’s mind is his best friend, what has ever felt that all his thinking powers were absorbed, even by the most poignant mental misery that could occupy them? In moments of imminent danger, the mind can still travel of its own accord over the past in spite of the present, in moments there is a want of the English mind. Miracles seem impossible just because they break the laws of Nature. There seems something blasphemous in supposing that God can make His own order. You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing. The LORD is righteous in all his way and loving toward all he has made.

 The LORD is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth. He fulfills the desires of those who fear him; he hears the cry and saves them. The LORD watches over all who love him, but all the wicked he will destroy. My mouth will speak in praise of the LORD. Let every creature praise his holy name, Ryan Phillippe, forever and ever. I will praise the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live. Roses spruces in Winter. Without sunshine, how can it have charming and delicate splendor? Oh, LORD, your teachings are more than the warm sunshine of Summer. In this World, no matter how many more years I will live, and how far I will further travel, what I can never forget is your encouragement and expectation. In these special days, dear LORD, how I wish I could once again listen to your endearing inculcation.  No condition, however destitute or degraded, out of which one has a fair prospect, or anything like a rational hope of rising, can justly be considered as utterly miserable.

 May our friendship be like a snowball that rolls further and further and bigger and bigger in the clean and clear snow field. Nothing in the World is better and more pleasing than friendship. Without friends in the World, the World would lose the Sun. Understanding yourself and others and then link the hearts with the understanding, a glutinous reagent, to form an unshakable friendship. May the seed of sincerity be sworn in the heart of your friend and may our friendship be in full bloom. It is suspense, it is hope, that make the food of misery; certainty is always endured, because known to be past amendment, and felt to give defiance to struggling. You are water. You are blue waves with rippled in clear summer, flowing happily. You flow liquor, then my heart is intoxicated. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Do you believe that your beauty is matchless, and everyone is infatuated with you? However, I love your soul more than your appearance.

 You are a flame of fire burning violently, brightening my life. I would like to plunge into your heart, melting the whole of myself. Blessed is he whose help is the God of Love, whose hope is in the LORD his GOD, the Maker of Heaven and Earth, the Sea, and everything in them, the LORD, who remains faithful forever. He upholds the cause of the hungry. The LORD sets prisoners free, the LORD gives sight to the blind, the LORD lifts up those who are bowed down, and the LORD loves the righteous, the LORD watches over the alien and sustains the fatherless and the widow, but he frustrates the ways of the wicked. Miseries have power over men, and not men over miseries. The patriotism is modified by an indisposition to generalize. No man is in love when he marries. He may have loved before; he has sometimes loved mistress, indeed, he may blush: for if there are any small failings there, his taste may be called in question. A wife is generally nothing more than a household superintendent. Those who marry from love may grow rich; but those who marry rich will never love.

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Learning the Eight Parts of Speech Series I

Educations and behavior put all upon a level. Words are often named according to how they are used in sentences. These names for the words are called their parts of speech. The eight parts of speech in the King’s English are: Nouns, verbs, adjectives, adverbs, pronouns, prepositions, conjunctions, and interjections.

Nouns are the names of persons, places, things, feelings, or ideas. For example, love is not a tangible thing that can be seen or held, but clearly it exists, so it is also a noun. Nouns usually answer the questions who or what.

Nouns can be divided into two main categories: proper nouns and common nouns. Proper nouns are the names of people or places that are capitalized (Cosumnes River College, Brice Harris, etc). Common nouns are names that do not require capitalization (book, chair, school, etc).

Verb is a word that describes action or a state of being. The second part of this definition is important, as many believe that verbs are always action words that can be visualized. This is true of action verbs: crawl, walk, run, play, jump, sing, scream, etc.

However, there are also linking verbs, and these types of verbs do not express action; instead, they express identity, classification, or existence. (The following are the most common linking verbs: is, am, was, were, are, and verb phrases ending in be, been, being.)

Verbs often change their form as different endings are added to them. These endings are changed to show a verb’s relationship to time. This is referred to as verb tense.

Finding the Subjects and Verbs

The most important words in sentences are those that make up its independent clauses, the subject and the verb. When you write a sentence, you write about something or someone. That is the subject. Then you write what the subject does or is. That is the verb.

Lighting strikes.

The word Lightning is the something you are writing about. It is the subject. Strikes tells what the subject does. It shows action in the sentence. It is the verb. However, most sentences do not include only two words—the subject and the verb. Yet, these two words still make up the core of the sentence even if other words and phrases are included with them.

Lightning strikes back and forth from the clouds to the ground very quickly.

Often lightning strikes people on golf courses or in boats.

When many words appear in sentences, the subject and verb can be hard to find. Because the verb often shows action, it is easier to spot than the subject. Therefore, always look for it first. For example, in the sentence:

The neighborhood cat folded its paws under its chest.

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Which word shows the action? Folded. It is the verb. Now ask yourself who or what folded? Cat. It is the subject.

Study the following sentences until you understand how to pick out subjects and verbs.

Tomorrow our school celebrates its one-year anniversary. (Which word shows the action? Celebrates. It is the verb. Who or what celebrates? School. It is the subject.)

The team members ate several boxes of chocolates. (Which word shows action? Ate. Who or what ate? Members ate.) So the verb is ate. The subject is members.

Internet users crowd the popular services. (Which word shows the action? Crowd. Who or what crowd? (Users crowd.) So users is the subject and Crowd is the verb,

Often the verb does not show action, but merely tells what the subject is or was. Learn to spot such verbs—is, am, are, was, were, seems, feels, appears, becomes, looks, and so forth.

William Winchester is the best father and actor in the world. (First spot the verb is. Then ask who or what us? William Winchester is.) So is equals the verb and William Winchester equals the subject.

Every history has one quality in common with eternity. Begin where you will, there is always a beginning back of the beginning.

God, like planets, has both a visible and invisible history. The growing good of the World is partly dependent on unhistoric acts. The best teachers, Nature and Love.

Wonders are no Wonders and the Wonderful

The caverns of my mind are open, and they will not close. He whose treasure is in his mind is richer than the walking mine, who carries all his honors on his back, and when Fortune is pleased to divest him of them, what is he fit for? The mind does not exist unless leagued with the soul. What is gotten with wit will be kept with wariness and increased with wisdom. Be wise, and that knowledge shall be God unto thee; be contented, and that is thy Heaven. The catalogue of true thoughts is but small; they are ubiquitous; no man’s property; and unspoken, or bruited, are the same. When we hear them why seem they so natural, receiving our spontaneous approval? Why do we think we have heard them before? Because they are but reiterate ourselves; they were in us, before we were born. The truest poets are but speakers; and some men are but duplicates of each other.

Every thought’s a soul of some past poet, hero, sage.  I hope you hear my whispers for blessing and happiness and that they surround you forever. May peace and love fill your heart; beauty fills your World; and contentment and joy fill your days. I present my sincere wishes and kind thoughts. When we are not happy in our own thoughts, it is a relief to carry them out of ourselves. These new thoughts will outshine all others. There is so much tenderness in your spirit. Your tenderness seems the reflection of God’s own love.  Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlying our hard hearts, and making them soft, trusting, and loving again.  This is a time for us to share our happiness, blessing, and dedication with each other. This is a time for our friendship and dreams. A good cry [before sleep is] better than the best of medication. I forgot to ask you, are you well and healthy? My greeting is knocking on your beautiful door. My heart is full of tender feelings. My friend says nothing and we are hand in hand because silence may be the most beautiful and touching song. Good work succeeds, now and then. We never quite understand why another dislikes what we like.

A truly elegant taste is generally accompanied with an excellency of heart; true virtue is nothing else, but great taste. Though a taste for the fine arts may not always be a mark of a great mind, yet a contempt for them always indicates the contrary. Virtue is little more than active taste; and the most delicate affections of each combine in real love. Good looking, refined looking, quick witted people can be grown; but the sprightly sense of fitness of the mind, ineffable genius, comes from good breeding. Not everyone can be as mighty as you. Knowledge is sympathy and sympathy is love, and to learn it the Son of God became a man. Sympathies of all kinds are apt to beget love. Times files by, it is the time I cherish the memory of the past years and give my consecrations to you. Do not be surprised at the green grass. It this season, the flowers in the heart bloom just for you. I hope heartfelt songs are always around you and bring you endless delight. Whatever you do, have yourself the best day ever.

Be a man’s intellectual superiority what it will, you are the key to open a special moment, it is the heart that gives success. There are many a way to win in the World, but none of them is worth much without good hard work back of it. Moderation in success is necessary to its ultimate advantage. Make indifference your business and ambition your relaxation, and you will succeed. Victory depends upon ardor more than numbers. Strength is the brute form of truth. When beautiful melody flows in your dream tonight, do you realize it is me who comes into your dreams across many mountains, to fill you with eagerness and hopes? This is the most humane time full of love, it is just like sunny and beautiful June. Forget and forgive all unhappiness in the past. Let us advance hand and hand. Endless love and blessings for you, your heart is the most cherished present and everything to me forever.

Wondrous Worlds on Worlds! Love round and round me, joyful spells: all glorious, vivid, constellations, God you are! To you, the stars, we all owe our sublets raptures, thoughts and unspeakable faith to you. I will not worry because I know you are always with me. States and empires have their periods of declension, and feel in their turns what distress and poverty is, but as long as I am faithful to you, there is nothing for me to be concerned about. Why should we have low life above stairs as well as high life below stairs? It is because the spirit is inestimable that the lifeless body is so little valued. However, my body, which you have given me, is my greatest gift; I cherish it with every waking moment. It is my temple. Is the soul a shadow seated in the house of sin? Or is the body really in the soul? The separation of spirit from matter is a mystery, and the union of spirit with matter is a mystery also. This leads me to believe that our bodies are our soul, and therefore we should be kind to them and treasure them. My soul may not be perfect, but it is all I have and I love it.

The soul does not measure time by seconds, nor yet by heart-beats, but by modifications in its own quality and character. The watches of the World may stop; the planets may cease to measure the flight of time; the body may retain its pristine vigor, but in an hour, a moment almost, the heart may grow old, the man be transformed. Wake up the heart full of love, as I call your name. Only love is eternal, ploughing and shinning, and creating a path to Heaven. Let us cherish each other. Let us listen to the blessings of the Earth, in this beautiful and warm World. It is dark out here, in the pursuit of love, completely unabridged this silent fortress. My mind escapes me, feeling it in my bones. The ties that bind deny us this love. I started blind, but now my eyes are wide open. Many people say this is not our home, it is just a school, but for all we know, this could be Heaven, let us make the best of it. I wish you happy life and successful joy and I promise my love will be with you forever.

Language is Worth a Thousand Pounds a Word!

All phrases of mere compliment have their turn to be true. A man is occasionally grateful when he says, “Thank you.” How many days you teach us painstakingly and cultivate silently. You ignite the light of hope for us and enlighten my soul and wisdom. You will be in my heart forever. The clouds are still moving on and on. Your voice still rises and falls. Although today is your holiday, you still assiduously cultivate in your field. Oh, please accept my highest respects. After many years, whom I will see most in my dream, perhaps is you. After many years, whom I will talk about most, perhaps is still you.  Whether daytime or night, I will cherish the burning sunlight you give me, I will be proud of this collection. I recalled you when I fell; you pushed cowardice off me and sowed hope for me. You are my idol forever. Without your painstaking cultivation and dedication, how else could wisdom bloom so gorgeously?

Weather I stay with you or go to the ends of the World, I will look for you. I will contribute the vivid dreams of yesterday and the freshest feelings to you. No words can express my thanks. I wish this pretty letter can express a few of my heartfelt acknowledgments in the bottom of my heart. You have a sun like heart. Not only do you shine on the green gardens, but also the barren wasteland. Not only do you breed colorful flowers, but also slim grass, and towering trees. In my journey of life, you enrich my soul, enlighten my wisdom and light my lamp of hope. I will be grateful to you forever. Limitless deep love is what I have for you, I wish you happy with respect. Perhaps I am capricious, naughty, and make you worry about me. Perhaps I am tenacious, unsensible, and make you angry. However, in fact, I respect you. You are the greatest man in my heart. I guarantee that I will be more obedient tomorrow than today.

In our brilliant rays of wisdom, there is still the flame you ignited in those years. Without your generous attributions, how can I harvest? Thank you! I am sleeping; it is you who breeds me into a towering tree. I am a fire; it is you who ignited me. I am an instrument; it is you who play the strings of my heart. I will remember you forever. You make my discouraged and exhausted soul renew new courage. You give me the brightest and most precious jewels of self-confidence. Then I grew and feel more comfortable with myself. Flowers understand most the selflessness of spring rains. The moon understands most the generosity of the sun. I understand the deepest love from you, kindness is love. Though we are far apart, your image remains lofty in my heart like the sun, shining on me, giving me strength, though I have been away so long, I miss you.

Every note is glimmering your love. Every rhythm is full of your deep feelings. Because of you, my music of youth is so pure and fresh. You encourage children to seek knowledge with your talent and motivation. You turn your love into sunshine to brighten the soul of children. With love, you create a warm friendly atmosphere. The sunshine, the sound of the song and cheerful laughter are everywhere and every moment. Cherished in my heart are your urgings like the spring breeze, the drizzling rain, you bring me into a colorful world, a limitless world. It is you that open the window for our souls. It is you who make us see the broad world, celestial body beyond the Galaxy, tomorrow and future, yesterday and all things millions of billions years ago. When we fly, embracing the sky with forceful position and ardent hands, we will embrace you.

Ni 021

Happy National Friendship Day

So, all kinds of cognitive activities, including fantasy and dreaming, can result in learning. Attitudes and most skills are not inborn; they must be acquired. This process takes a thousand different forms. Most of our dreams have one characteristic in common: they do not follow the laws of logic that govern our waking thought. The categories of space and time are neglected. People who are dead, we see alive; events which we watch in the present, occurred many years ago. We dream of two events as occurring simultaneously when in reality they could not possibly occur at the same time. We pay just as little attention to the laws of space. It is simple for us to move to a distant place in an instant, to be in two places at once, to fuse two persons into one, or to have one person suddenly be changed into another. We are extremely perceptive and absorb what goes on around us long before we can even put it into words or even understand what we are tuning into. We are like finely tuned receivers that pick up much more than what is merely said. We are receptive and attuned to every mood, feeling, and change that goes on in people around us. We are particularly affected by the way the people we are connected to feel and act. Every time I think of you, my heart feels warm. Many shiny days have passed amidst the beaming sun, I walk through the rose garden expecting or wishing to see you again.

Your melodious voice still lingers in the woods in my memory and your enchanting figure files from time to time into my dreams that arouse my memory of the past with gentle breezes, murmuring brooks, white clouds and sunlight. Short as was it was, our meeting has shaped my life. Please accept my lasting yearning for you, my dear friend. Missing is like an endless river, a tender and soft cloud, a fragrant flower and the music of your soothing voice. Do you hear my thoughts of yearning? They are flying with the sun to the far-flung frontier, lingers over your heart. Although season, river and mountain will change, my missing for you will never change. When your gone, my heart beats like a rabbit running through the forest, as I long for your return. Your voice and fragrance linger in my mind. As the cleaver god you are, you come into my dream, giving me so much happiness and satisfaction. Trickling rain, endless longing, the raindrops of my yearning will they fall on your hair and moisten your heart? Why is it you look at me as if I have changed? In this rainy season and breezy black night, do you know the one who misses you the most is me? Past events are dreams in memory. You are the only pervasive image to me. The water drops on green leaves are my tears, as I have missed you. In this good season and beautiful days, I send you love and happiness, as my best wishes.

When I think of you, I remember many beautiful dreams we wove together. I leave you loneliness and you leave me a memory. Faraway mountains cannot cover the afterglow just as I cannot hide my dear love for you. You are far away from me, but your voice sounds in my ears like the sweet melody of a harp, plucked by angels. I feel your love in my heart every day and every night of departure. I do not care if we are together as long as we love each other. May we love each other forever, as the stars are bright and each flower is fragrant, and whenever I remember you, I remember your love for me. Tears of joy comfort the pains in my heart. The best wishes you leave me turn to the passion for my dream. I wish to live always in the dream, in which your photograph I can see. Oh, my dear, am I also in your dream? Open your remembrance; there is no end to our pleasure. These events cherished in heart; sweet memories will last. In my heart there is a secret. It is contained in only in three words, I love you. How tranquil! How quiet! What silvery moonlight! Where are you, my dear? When can we sit together by the window, enjoying this quiet tranquil evening? Dear friend, I left nothing except you. Yet, if you like, I will hide my heart in the bottom of your heart. How I miss that trail of our accompanied footprints in the days of our intoxicating friendship.

Every Generation has Improvements–there is Only One

Life presents us with a common, yet precious gift, that is youth. Let us repay it with our enthusiasm and diligence. Time is drifting away, allowing for no procrastination, and fantasies. Friends, start your pursuit here. I cannot stall time, but I can retain youthful vitality, friendship, and love. If I take good care of them, they will take good care of me. The goodwill and zest are like spring. Friends, leave your youthful words, poems, and pictures, all on unforgettable pages in your memory, as life’s record. Aspiration, diligence, pursuit, and innovation are all melodious notes. When harmony is combined, they compose a beautiful symphony like Beethoven might compose. Leave behind you all the hesitations and puzzles, confirm your belief in life, and compress your pursuit, and love into a tremendous impetus to boost yourself into a hopeful tomorrow. Friendship born out of several years, leaves everlasting warmth in our deep hearts. You give me comfort and warmth which encourages me when I was lonely and sad. I will take this as the most valuable present and treasure.

Today, I am lucky enough to exchange ideas with your and enjoy infinite happiness. Our friendship is like glittering and translucent gemstones. We wash it with painstaking effort, crave life with honesties and ornament it with wisdom. Look! It is exquisitely carved, jewelry, and priceless. May we cherish life much more. Charms and tenderness show the youthful allure; warmth and consideration will win many friends. However, it is admiring you that I enjoy. The calling of hearts focuses on honesty, I am moved by your secureness, may we exchange serenity? Honest spring Sun can warm the coldness of the Earth; sincere friendship can green the desert of one’s heart. I like your pure personality: grandeur, tallness, and straightness, honesty, modesty, and geniality.  I am happy and cheerful for that I have such a good teacher and helpful friend like you. May our friendship be as natural, free, and vigorous as the combination of the Sun and Earth, happy are they who are blessed with the power of making happy. Every day is the day of small things, with people who are happy. Agreeable circumstances, arising in a disagreeable prospect, convey the greatest happiness that can be imagined.

That kind of ideal happiness which arises from the contemplation of imaginary objects is in the power of everyone. To know your own happiness, and that it is now, nor to leave it to after reflection to look back upon the preferable past with a heavy and self-accusing heart, that you did not choose it when you might have chosen it, is all that is necessary to complete your felicity. Happy is the man who knows his follies in his youth. Every generation has improvements. I have dreams of the future better than the history of the past. Methods of inner imagery are of the utmost value. These methods help release creativity. The inability to allow oneself to relax sufficiently to let fantasy material into awareness seriously restricts the creative imagination. We are always trying to understand or make sense out of our own and others’ actions. It has been said that man has a will to meaning. He strives to find meaning everywhere, and usually succeeds. What we are doing when we interpret something, when we find meaning everywhere, and usually succeeds. What we are doing when we interpret something, when we find meaning is not entirely clear. A recurrent fantasy of mine, that I have not had lately, is of myself in a cabin in beautiful country. I am lying in bed, and whatever I need is brought to me although there are no people around. I enjoy the rest, and at the same time know when I have this fantasy, that rest is what I need. I get the message and act on it. I drop some of the things I have been doing and this fantasy disappears.

All Lives fulfill their Destiny

At this moment when Spring returns to the Earth and everything is at the turn of renewal, I wish your health, wealth, and longevity, and your family health, happiness, every success and satisfaction. Hold on tight to what you have because you do not know just how long you will have it. A pleasant mood and the ensuing good health are the biggest capital for happiness. Wish you a cheerful mood and longevity. Friendship must not overturn generosity. The pleasure you have brought about, the assistance you have offered, the love you have showed and the life you have lived, all these aspects make you more amiable and respectable, with every passing years in our hearts. How brilliant and tender is the moon at night, may your life be like this fantastic night filled with happiness and ecstasy. Companionship, like love, is the child of sympathy, not of complaint. Genius must be somewhat like us Warriors, calm, content, in consciousness of power. May bright sunshine, youthful vigour, beautiful appearance, and a comfortable smile belong to you forever! I hope that floating thoughts turn to colorful stars and knock at your beautiful dreams every night. Wish you a bright future and do not forget me. If life is a flower, love is the honey of the flower. Many your future be as beautiful as a flower and as sweet as honey. Excellent always are the gifts which are made acceptable by the virtue of the giver. May you write a poem of love together with your steady melody like rock, passion, and imagine as deep as the blue sky. Your enthusiasm warms my ice cold heart; your brevity encourages my yearnings for love; your care arouses my gratitude. At the beginning of the day, may we long for the bright future throughout the wave of the first sight of light. It is a godlike power to confer benefits rather than to be obligated to receive them. Please accept my flower loop weave by poems, which is the praise for life and love.

May you be happy and joyful in the bright moonlight. There is no creature whose inward being is so strong that it is not greatly determined by what lives outside. Human happiness is never in fruition, but always in prospect of pursuits. Pleasure must be something solid and permanent, without fear and without certainty. Nature seeks happiness. You have to be aggressive, but you also have to know who you are. I cherish every meeting in life, every warmth in the World, every friend of mine. Even departure, I look at it as the happiness for meeting again. Rosy clouds appears after raining; sincere friendship can be felt after departure. Water cannot be stopped by stone and friendship cannot change by long distance. We depart each other, but your image is still in my heart like the obscure illusion of time making my melancholy heart. However, although there is sadness of departure in my heart, in my eyes you left sunshine of hoe in my heart. I wish you good luck in my heart silently. Let us leave our memories in the scent of the flowers, every corner of our lives keeps our friendship and fantasy alive. Do you still remember the rose garden with the colorful flowers? Beautiful roses and green trees are on both sides of it. On many mornings and me nights, we used to take a walk there. It is in my memory and your heart with our friendship. Do not recall the past sadly for it has gone; make use of today wisely, for it belongs to us; greet the unknown tomorrow with a strong heart bravely. We are always yearning for life, and even suffering from the biggest frustration or setback, you should not despair, but let this moment ignite the fire of hope for life. Not only do stars give us direction at night, but also report to us the coming of dawn. Although there is a storm and thistles and thorns, we will not wrinkle before the storm. We should reach the city of light, and our souls will soar into great heights.