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Friend (23) – Falling is Just Another Form of Dancing / 朋友- 跌倒又跳舞

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Road, it is born for us to tread on.  For a life time, we flatten and walk on it for countless time.  Yet, when it is uneven, we start to complain about it, and when we trip on it, we grumble on our own bad luck.
Yet, if you are lucky, you board the broad sunny way with pleasant scenery and you say, “well, I created my own road”.  Then, many a times, we step on mud, collide with stones, cross the tough Himalayas, go against the tide of the Atlantic.  And again, this is the time you started to question yourself on the road you are travelling.
The day I nearly slip and fell on a mossy floor along the corridor.  In the midst of panic, I felt I fell with a beautiful stance, and started to understand the fact that a fall can be swift, yet graceful and poise.
Life is filled with swiftly changes and it is a stage with ups and downs.  Rather than complaining it being slippery, why not help things along; have a dancing fall, slide out your steps with a spring, as Spring is not far away from us!






Friend (22) – Small vegetation / 朋友- 小植物

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We often stop by the road, and notice small little plants piercing their way out from crack line or slit of wall.
The small vegetation can operate in a small corner of the sky, with a feeble body, in a harsh environment.  The struggling spirit is respectable.
We feel this resilient power in countless people.  As there is no overnight success, just like swaying from a bumpy sea, the myth of achievement often emerged from diligence and spirit of hard work.
While we look around in all places, we see people, especially the blue collar workers; day in, day out, they are able to work under harsh environment, at long hauls.  This proves that the small plant is not diminutive at all, as it has an attitude that is bigger than life itself!





Friend (21) – My Silhouette / 朋友 – 我的轮廓

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Today is not a fresh and awakening Monday morning, but when I look out the window, a shadow lands on the wall of the building.
It is the silhouette of the building where I stay.
Perhaps, we feel very insignificant compared to this big universe.  Then, leaving in a small space will indirectly affect our mindset.
This scene reminded me that I am living in a building other than a home.  Outside this home, there are more space with different views awaiting for you.
You can try to stay along the corridor way for a little longer, waiting for a neighbour whom you can speak with, or choose taking the stairs to experience the difference of ascending and descending.
In this scene, I found my friend, he is call “space”.

Friend (20) – FOC Tea / 朋友 -清茶

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Brew a pot of tea with three Friends – Fragrance, Optimistic and Clarity.  Looking at each other speechless beats a thousand words.

My friend is FRAGRANCE, she came up with a surge of faint fragrance and gently caressed my nose, clearing my nose, and finally hook up with my mouth leaving my lips upturn and marks at the curve.

Your OPTIMISTIC persona makes me more certain that happiness is inevitable being your friend.  Your gentle body has the ability to bring one to another realm.  There is no doubt I am affected by your pure and optimistic nature.

Staring at each other, distinguish the precision between us.  Both our CLARITY reflections mirrored on our pupils.  The longer we stare, the more apparent the lucidity.  Till the tea sediment descended thus laid the meaning of Friends.

On the path to tea appreciation, I met my three Friends, they are on the FOC and yet they lead me to the course to good health, what can be more superior?

沏一壶茶,跟三位朋友;清香, 清乐, 清澈无言对望,胜过千言万语。





Friend (19) – The Four Gentlemen

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plum flower (kind unknown)
plum flower (kind unknown) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Plum Flower

My Friend, there is a nation who feels proud of you.  Your unyielding nature makes you look even emaciated.  But lanky is not your name.  You are not afraid of the cold winter, but you are the first to bloom in spring.  The first gentlemen standing on the land dancing fearlessly with spring and a smiling gentleman, I called.


My Friend, you do not mind lying next to the grave, and you do not mind associating with strangers soaking up in holy bath.  But you mind only if fall brings you the beauty of grief or sorrows.  With your haughty attitude in autumn, I do not ask for much.  As maple leaves died out all over the floor just for your tender face.

Orchids, Bamboo and Rock, before 1740, by Zhen...
Orchids, Bamboo and Rock, before 1740, by Zheng Xie (1693—1765). Hanging scroll, ink on paper. The Palace Museum, Beijing. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


My Friend, your elegant, free and easy attitude whirling in the wind, bring a pause to my reminiscent for others.  But you are so modest, you do not forbid birds and landscape rivals with you on a manuscript and you give way to a painter’s inspiration.

A shot of an (Cymbidium - cultivar) orchid
A shot of an (Cymbidium – cultivar) orchid (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


My Friend, you are infamous.  You uphold the title of a National Flower and people sing so well of your elegant glory.  What else do you lack of?  Your distinctiveness, wholesome and noble sentiments put you high up to the zenith.  Infact, with your independent personality, praises are to you only a title, but a pursuit in the eyes of others.

Friend (18) – Nature

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English: Nice elderly couple with ear muffs De...
English: Nice elderly couple with ear muffs Deutsch: Nettes aelteres Paar mit Ohrenschuetzern (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

An elderly couple emerged from the early morning mist.  Age in their 80s, sported in their usual casual wear, look washed out with the waves on their face.  Unlike their silvery white sideburns, their energy never slide.  The old man held a clutch in one hand, sustained by the old lady’s feeble arm on the other.  Both look so happy like the desirable cobalt blue sky.

This is my other Friend “Nature”.  He bestowed comfortable, warm and simple affection.  Though they are just a pair of strangers in my life journey, but their presence and silhouettes never ceased to be strangers in my mind.

Few years down the road, the sight is still in my mind so sharp and clear.  No exaggerated manners needed for set off, no gorgeous embellishment required to look good.

The elderly couple emitted fragrance so natural and rustic.  No pretentious smile, just healthy, serene and noble sentiments circulated with elegant simplicity!

With the presence overtaken by events, perhaps both are together in heaven, or perhaps they are still strolling in the early mornings.  But the message my “Friend” had left behind, makes me realized the wisdom of another life, sparkling with crystal clear insight.

Friend (17) – Dream

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Mantis (Photo credit: Chausinha)

The afternoon sun brim over the church hall, through the space between the iron railed window grilles.  Looking out from the window covered with climbing morning glories, on the old brick wall parked a small mantis.

This mantis is so small and frail, he leaped while the wind blows, picking himself up over and over again against the wind.  This garden with a pond is surrounded with fragrant flowers enriched with fertile soil, conclusively with this little mantis who was injured through his fall but never succumb to his collapse.

Friends, your name is “DREAM”

Praying mantis
Praying mantis (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

With you, saplings thrive and sprout year after year.

With you, failure is no longer an easy compromise.

With you, the wings of a dream turn stronger.

With you, countenance of the youth loses its silhouette of frustration.  The forlorn feels warm in blizzard nights.