父亲节快乐
Secret anniversaries of the heart tears me apart
Thinking about the sorrow that has kept me company all this while
Nice places
Delicious food
The smell of books
Rich cultural heritage
Incomprehensible conversations
Intellectual discussions
Memories are the only fortune worth the having
So fondly cuddled in the heart itself
Its warmth can melt away the sorrow
But when will the sorrow go away?
If any little thought of June
May make life a little sweeter
It's the words and deeds you have left for me
父女总是情深意切。因为女儿是老爸上辈子的情人。
父亲节快乐！
Moving from the past to the future
I re-read some of my old posts. Seems like I used to be a happier person than I am now. Sigh... Wonder what happened along e way sometimes? Nowadays seldom update my blog too...
I wrote this last time:
My domain is my territory. My rule. My control.In my domain, I have paramount and absolute ownership.In my domain, my activity or concern consists of spontaneous and varied possibilities, different from that of others.In my domain, I'm an open connected set.My sphere is the extent of my knowledge. My experience. My pursuit.
In my sphere, the apparent surface of my life is projected. Life has far more to offer and I have important goals to achieve.
In my sphere, the enclosure encapsules the very essence of what life means to me. I luxuriate in things which give gratification to the senses. I reject anything that is tasteless, vulgar or coarse.I am comforted.
