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WX: He Died, but He Lives in Our Hearts

This man died, but he lives in our hearts forever.

His English name is Tse Ting Cheunn Masa, but I think it will be more familiar to call him Xie Tingjun or Mr. Xie. Actually he could have kept silent after the hijacker hijacked their bus, but as the tourist guide, he called his travel agency to tell them what happened, and later was handcuffed beside the bus door, and died.

Do not need many words to describe his actions, or our feelings. Just see the photos. Danger was so near. Death was so near. I can nearly breathe the smell of danger and death.

Yes, some may say, many more terrible incidents kill more people everyday, and this one is just “a piece of cake”. Yes, but for me, this “piece of cake” is very near, very real… He speaks the same language, writes the same characters, has the same surname, and comes from the same place…

Something goes through time and space and arrives at the depth of our hearts. That something is called… spirit.


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WX: The Lost Good Things

Recently I have been so frustrated that I nearly wanted to scream. But the joke is that, from the outsiders, my daily life is as peaceful and simple as before. What matters is just my mind.

I just think that it is so difficult to get some trust, some loyalty, some sincerity and some understanding from some people. Aren’t trust, loyalty, sincerity and understanding the simplest things in the world? But why is it so difficult to get them?

For the children, to be happy is very simple. And for the adults, to be simple is happy. I really want those simple things back --- that is, just trust him, but not doubt his sincerity and loyalty; understand him, in the way he understands me. Before I trusted him and thought that I understood him. That was very simple. Didn’t have much doubts and misunderstandings. But now I can not. He changes, or I change too. Something is between him and me. In those years, he was so real. But now, I feel that, he is just the star in the water, not far, but not real.

What I want is just some mutual trust, mutual loyalty, mutual sincerity and mutual understandings. They are the simplest things in the world, but they turn out to be the most difficult things to get.
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WX: The Big inside the Small

When Mr. Yang and Miss Long live inside the tomb, they feel full and contented. Later they go to the outside world, where they are forced to seperate because of people's duplicity and cattiness and so on. They feel empty in the prosperous outside world. That's why Miss Long insists going back to the tomb---That's her home, her root.

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When we were still in high school, in our small hometown, we didn’t feel lonely. Some good friends, some good classmates. We laughed, we cried, we rode the bikes together.

However, now we all go to other places, some larger cities, or other countries. BT goes to America, SM stayed in GZ, FP goes to JM, WJ is in FS… Once they coloured my high school life in those years, however, these years, we have been separated in different places and go further and further.

Always the same dream. In the dream, our teachers asked us to go to the playground. They went out together, leaving me alone. Could not find BT, SM, WJ was in the distance, and FP, finally FP was still there… Actually these dreams reflect the reality: They are so far, only FP is still my good friend whom I can talk my recent things.

When I talked this to FP, she cried. She said she is so lonely in JM. BT is lonely too, though I don’t have many chances to see her online, yet I still remember last time when she talked about life in America, her tone is a little sad. SM won’t feel lonely perhaps. Now she lives with her bf, and forgets me lol. And WJ. Who knows how he has been recently.

I think, as we go further and further, experience more and more things, and meet more and more people, we will feel lonelier and lonelier, inside.

In those years, in the small hometown, we felt full, we felt big inside ourselves. However, in these larger cities, we feel so empty.
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WX: Even the Volcano can Cool down

Even the volcano can cool down, let alone human beings’ hearts.

One of the strongest love I have read is in Cha’s novel “The Return of the Condor Heroes”, just after “Wuthering Heights” and “Gone with the Wind”. Miss Long lies to Mr. Yang that 16 years later she will come back, and then she jumps off the valley to end her life. 16 years later Mr. Yang knows the truth and jumps off the valley too, for his endless love to Miss Long, 16 years later.

Why not 8 years? It is because 8 years is too short and Miss Long worries that he will still remember her. Why not 32 years? It is because 32 years is too long and she worries that he can not wait so long and jumps off the valley immediately after she jumps.

Thousands of years, countless writers write the eternal love in their books, just because in the real world, this so-called “eternal love” rarely exists. Even the volcano can cool down, let alone human beings’ hearts.

While these writers wirte their wishes in their books, and film makers put them on TV, they are just praising something noble but nonexistent in the real world, which makes us believe it, seek for it perpetually, and hurt ourselves badly.

I see some people moanthing about nothing or pitying themselves when they can not find the so-called love.

I also see some people summon up their courage and make some achievements in their career life after their love life collapses.

The later can always make their life better and better while the former will only make their situation worse and worse.

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WX: Too Late to Know the Truth

Finally I have finished reading Liang’s first novel.

Compared to Liang’s work, I have to admit that Cha’s work are more superior. His works include not only martial arts, but also history, geography, philosophy, psychology, military science and so on. What he writes is not only love, but also trust, loyalty, justice, patriotism, brotherhood, the deep friendship between fathers and sons, teachers and students, leaders and underlings, apprentice and apprentice…

Though Liang’s novel lacks these things, yet it is still worth reading. Not to mention his imagination about the volcano in the far sea and his precise descriptions about martial arts, at least he tells us an eternal truth: It is always too late to know the truth.

In this novel… When Miss Li is still alive, Mr. Jin dislikes her---Miss Li is evil and Mr. Jin loves Miss Gu, a good, pure, kind girl. Mr. Jin always wants to get rid of Miss Li but he finds that she is just like his shadow. Only when Miss Li dies at the end of the story does Mr. Jin know that actually the one he loves is not Miss Gu, it is Miss Li, because---

Miss Li is more like himself, or, she is just his own shadow…But it is too late to know the truth. When he buries Miss Li, the sunset lengthens his own shadow. Yes, his shadow is still there, long and lone, and the world is still very big, people many, but what is the point?!

Mr. Jin’s heart dies too. And it ends.



Mr. Jin and Miss Li

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WX: The Pavilion, the Cliff and the Valley

Hei hei devil .. That expert in wine must be angry when he got the magazine---I cut his long-winded article from 2000 characters to 800.

Though this long-winded article was really terrible, I still love the wine he wrote---Chateau La Confession. When translated into Chinese, it is “Chanhui Ting”, which means “a pavillion to confess”.

Wines are exotic, so it is weird to read these translations translated according to the pronunciations. However, Chateau La Confession is translated according to the meaning. So we feel warm and cozy: “Chanhui Ting”, a pavillion to confess.

I deleted nearly 2/3 content of his article, and added some local things:

Si Guo Ya, which means “a cliff to rethink about the wrong”.

Jue Qing Gu, which means “a valley to end the love”.

Both “a cliff to rethink about the wrong” and “a valley to end the love” are legendary. Everybody---those who read the books or watch the teleplays---know that they are from Louis Cha’s martial arts novels.

For decades, screen directors have been putting his books on the TV. So even the 80-year old grandpa knows that Mr Linghu rethinks about “his wrong deed” on “the cliff to rethink about the wrong”; and even the 10-year old child knows that Miss Long jumps off the valley to end Mr. Yang’s love toward her and 16 years later, Mr. Yang jumps off the valley for his endless love to Miss Long.

The good martial arts novels are more than martial arts.smitten
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WX: Too High to Reach

Eagle is always lonely in the high sky. It is just too high to reach for common birds, such as crow.

Crows won’t feel lonely probably as they always flock by groups (Of course, one crow can fly too). That’s why they will never appear in those martial arts novels.

Eagle always comes with the lonely heroes in these novels. It seems that eagle stands for loneliness, courage, pride, strength and so on. Those heroes feel lonely, partly because that nobody can beat them, partly because that their spirit reach so high that nobody can really reach them, or partly because that the only one who can really understand them have already died.

Though it is just novels, yet novels come from the real life. Most of us are just the crows, unable to fly too high, so we always feel happy and thankful. But a few are the eagles, because of flying too high, thinking too much, feeling too sensitive, that nobody can really understand them. As a result, they feel so lonely in this big big world.

Many years ago, when my big family honored our ancestors on a high mountain in Tomb-sweeping Day, we saw an eagle flying in the vast cloudy sky. The vast, cloudy sky. Only the eagle. Its wings didn't swing but it could still keep flying in the sky.

And many birds flocked across us from the grove on the mountain.



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WX: Lazy Boys, or Hard-Working?

After reading Louis Cha’s novels, I begin to read Liang Yusheng’s work recently.

Before I started to read Liang’s work, somebody told me an interesting fact. She said, more boys like Liang’s novels, but not Cha’s novels, because the leading characters written by Liang succeed with the help of chances or luck, while the leading characters written by Cha suffer a lot and succeed by hard working. Lol.

And I found it true. The leading characters in Cha’s novels suffer a lot when they are young boys. They are not very clever, so they have to learn martial arts very hard. But the leading characters in Liang’s novels have mastered super martial arts easily when they are kids because of lucky chances, so when they first come out, they are already unbeatable.

That’s why more boys like Liang’s work. Lol. Lazy boys, hope to skip the struggling, hardworking hardship but succeed overnight? Daydreaming. Yes, some may get this lucky chance, but only a few.

Quite like this French saying: Petit a petit, l'oiseau fait son nid.

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Wine & Journey (5)---Void

Everything will turn into nothing. I haven’t thought that the journey is going to end so quickly. At the beginning, I have nothing. At the end, I have nothing either. What I have, is just the scenery along the journey, which is full of smiles and tears, happy or sad.

I took the part time in this wine magazine---and properly will take it as a full-time in the future---just for one reason: It may allow me to go to the place, where a star is glittering, on a business trip. But now things turn out to be like this: before I can go there, the star has already turned out to be a shooting star, and, disappear.

Yes, perhaps in the future I can go there, on a business trip. But what is the meaning when nothing is left there to remind me?

Once she asked me why I was on here. I didn’t know why at that time. Perhaps now I know. Actually the answer to why we stay here and why we leave is the same.

Two days later. On July 26, 2010, my age in my profile will turn to 24. But now, it will stop at 23, forever.

Bye all. The real world and real life around us are more beautiful, though it is composed of wood, rice, oil and salt; not chocolate, flowers, candles and wines.
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Wine & Journey (4)---Jealousy

While MM was drinking good wines leisurely at home, SS and UU were drinking cheap soyabean milk in the bus to their working office.

They talked---

SS: “We should have our jobs. We should be independent.”

UU: “Yes. MM does not work. She can’t be independent. She will regret for that in the future.”

Lol. Had MM married an ugly, old but rich man, SS and UU would have said: “Oh MM! You are so lucky! We envy you!” But they would have thought in their hearts: “Oh, look at her ugly old husband!”

But the point is, MM marries a handsome and rich husband. So they talked:

“We should have our jobs. We should be independent.”

“Yes. MM does not work. She can’t be independent. She will regret for that in the future.”

And deep in their hearts, they will think: Her husband is so handsome and so rich! I wish he lost all his money! I wish he abondanded MM!

And, another point is, MM is not a doll with hollow spirit. I have read some of her novels. She is good at writing love novels to reflect the real life and cruel reality. Her husband supports her writing career, so asks her to quit the job and write.

When she mentioned about her friends SS and UU, I said: “Next time if they still talk like two horrid hens, you can say to them frankly---Why don’t you admit that you are jealous?”
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Wine & Journey (3)---Honey

Honey is too sweet, so perhaps it tastes better to mix it with vinegar. A little sweet, a little sour. I quite like its taste.

One friend asked how love feels. I said: “Add some honey to the water, add some vinegar to the water, drink it and then you will know.”

So it is like this: Water---Honey---Vinegar---Wine---Tea.

While everybody asks whether he is rich, who will ask whether he is kind-hearted.

While everybody asks whether she is beautiful, who will ask whether she is pure-minded.
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Wine & Journey (1)---Tea

Don’t know much about wine, but drink several cups of tea every normal day.

Both of their taste I do not like. Wine makes people drunken, while tea makes people have clear minds---too clear I think. Some drink wine to forget the sad things. Some drink tea to refresh themselves…

They say wine make them sleep a whole night without any feelings. They say tea make them suffer from insomnia. But---

When I suffered from insomnia before, even though I took medicine, I still could not sleep. While I do not suffer from insomnia, even though I drink several cups of green tea or jasmine tea, I still fall asleep easily.

Perhap it is not good only to drink tea. Drink some wine to get drunken sometimes and drink some tea to have a clear mind at another time.
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