Don't cry, Winnie

Because of blue, sea and Winnie, I started to read this book - a sad and graceful love story with lots of photos about traveling in Hawaii. Those words and pictures originally just posted on the web site as a diary, and because of great popularity, the author published it as a book.

A journey, planed 7 years, finally being brought about, but alone, the words and pictures are another way to give a closure of a 6 year's love story.

Really likes the picture with Winnie's back sitting in front of sea, with blue sky.

All The Seasons of George Winston

Sunday, shinning day

Though I am in a city with not distinguish difference between seasons, but still with the great memory with my hometown.

Maybe this album can express the feeling for it :)

Amazing photoes without PS, fantastic creations

The eyes of a great photographer would be different from others for they can sense the subtle change in lights and color, especially the instant moment in life, which will give birth to those amazing photos with out photoshopped. These are really talented masterpieces.

Maybe in real life, we should sometimes look at things in a photographer's way, trying to make this world filled with miracle.























Life itself is a miracle, but just lack of the person who can find it.

Air Supply - Making Love Out of Nothing at All

While reading paper, the lyrics of this sound just flies into my mind. Stop reading, try to find it on yobo, it gave me a version by Tingfeng Xie, which was a live version in his concert which reminded that it was for Fei Wang, although not great as original, but quite touch. The reason might be that Fei Wang was sitting in the audiences. Before singing this song, he said "this is for you". I guess at that moment, tears will be in her eyes.



His attitude toward career, family and love changes my mind of him. Maybe in the public eyes, he is a kind a extraordinary example, devoted to his work while being a good husband and farther. The time of frivolous, arrogant, emotional has gone. Now his mature might come from his experience of growing. But the memory of love just liking the tattoo will always follow him, as this song will always be found while people search "Making love out of nothing at all".

Just wandering what he would think while listening to this song?

Making Love Out of Nothing at All

-Jim Steinman

I know just how to whisper,
And I know just how to cry;
I know just where to find the answers;
And I know just how to lie.
I know just how to fake it,
And I know just how to scheme;
I know just when to face the truth,
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you,
And I know just what to prove;
I know when to pull you closer,
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading,
And I know that times gonna fly;
And Im never gonna tell you everything
Ive got to tell you,
But I know Ive got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches,
And I know the ways to fame;
I know all the rules
And then I know how to break em
And I always know the name of the game.

But I dont know how to leave you,
And Ill never let you fall;
And I dont know how you do it,
Making love out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all,
(making love)
Out of nothing at all
(making love)
Out of nothing at all.

Every time I see you all the rays of the sun
Are streaming through the waves in your hair;
And every star in the sky is taking aim
At your eyes like a spotlight,
The beating of my heart is a drum, and its lost
And its looking for a rhythm like you.
You can take the darkness from the pit of the night
And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright.
Ive got to follow it, cause everything I know, well its nothing till I give it to you.

I can make the run or stumble,
I can make the final block;
And I can make every tackle, at the sound of the whistle,
I can make all the stadiums rock.
I can make tonight forever,
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn;
And I can make you every promise that has ever been made,
And I can make all your demons be gone.

But Im never gonna make it without you,
Do you really want to see me crawl?
And Im never gonna make it like you do,
Making love out of nothing at all.

(making love)
Out of nothing at all

P.S. I Love You

P.S. I Love You is a movie deserved you to watch to learn and even to love.

Life is not simple, but love is simple.
It is just a kind of feeling, a kind of habit.

While with you, getting up early is happiness for I can kiss you while you are still at sleep.

While with you, dinner is happiness for I can eat whatever I like in your dishes.

While with you, going to sleep is happiness for I can hug you while waking up because of night mire and comforting me to tell me I am silly to be sad and for I can fall asleep while you reading for me, without worry to turn off lights when wake up in the morning.

Life is just like a cup of water, a piece of bread and a sentence - I love you. But that cup of water is hold by you. And bread is cut by yourself and that sentence comes from you every morning when I wake up and every night when I go to bed.

Love is simple, you can p.s. it everywhere, every time.

memory one of my favourite singer - A Sang

Quite shocked when getting the news that A Sang was passed away. Maybe we can just remember her through her songs. Most of her song was quite sad, just like the style of "city of angel". Her voice, just like an angel singing in the dark night expressing her lonely and sad.

It was on the radio of , I first heard her song, during a cold winter, with chilly wind or maybe rain. When she became popular as normal stars, I just let her fade away with those lightly sadness. I remembered I missed one of her concert during a summer. And talking with one of my friend about the feeling between her and another great artiest Qi Yu. That's all my memory about her. Just want to memorialize her.