荡漾在时间的波浪上 

Three weeks have gone by, and still, I could not stay in my room over 2 hours. Silence brings me the feeling I dislike most, and so does music.

 

Getting close to the end of October, getting colder and colder outside, especially at night, I usually put my hand thrust my trousers pockets, quilcky go to class and quickly come back my room. Only in the night, walking in the cool wind on the meadow, my steps were slow, for I was thinking, and for I was watching, watching the blue blue sky,  the gentle gentle moon, and the dark dark woods.

 

There is a new meadow only 10 minutes by walk from my room, Trees are there--on the south side of a narrow river, swans are there, sheeps are there, horses are there and I am there. I want to ride a horse running on the meadow, let the wind behind me but could never catch me. I want have a bath in the river, let the swan surround me. let the moon watch over me form up above. I reach out my fingertip as if to draw a tunnel from which I could go anywhere I want in a second...  then I would come to her, then she would come to me.

 

It is really nice to have a breakfast in ZEST, which is not expensive at all, one egg, some beans, and two pieces of toast, warming up my stomach and my body. I don't need to be very full, just not hungry is happy.

 

Thanks God! Holy God! I cherish all you have gave me, and shame to ask for more.