Some slight ripple has risen up and agitated my already restless heart.

I’ve been changing my mind all the time and blowing hot and cold. Some hypocritical person made me feel sick, so stupid that I bore the incredibly opposite attitude towards that person one year ago.

You can’t just get too close to someone whom you imagine is perfect. You will always get disappointment but nothing else.

Illusion and mirage are fit for distance.

A won’t even glance at you for one second. B will only talk to you when B needs your help. C is on the other side of the earth and six hour later than you, how can you ever meet each other? The answer will be never!

Can you imagine there are D、E、F and infinity queuing up in line waiting for you in the future?

Will it be easier to get back to the initial point?

Will it be a perfect circle, like the punctuation mark full stop? Or it will be a fall back?

The office campus is more and more like a college campus. Crowded cafeteria, tranquil and stylish library, familiar and trustworthy people, dynamic atmosphere,  many young faces…

I like the huge gazebo most where you can relax your stressed eyes and overlook the basketball court and the vegetable field.

I have an impulse to play some childhood games on that open space.

Out of blue, the weather is getting chilly, everyone especially me is unprepared. The piercing wind makes me shivering like a drowned mouse.

Running like mad to catch the crazily packed 352, but still we ended up with being blocked by the crowded carriage. Kind of like the poor little match-selling girl created by Andersen. We need warmth!

 Without rhyme or reason, my mood is inversely proportional to the temperature. One little casual smile could light up my whole day.

 Though not long before I was deeply troubled and tangled, still you can stride over the upset huddle if you have a sedulous faith existing in your mind.

Everything is new. Office campus is new and modernistic. Colleagues are new and friendly. Friends are new and endearing.

Start from here, lose the past, we don’t need a finish line.

The Westlake fireworks celebration was splendid and flowery!

The tone is sprightly and colorful today. I had a wonderful time together with my friends. But speaking of fireworks, it reminds me a blue movie I watched couple of years ago -- <Hilary and Jackie>, the Chinese translation is <她比烟花寂寞>, (she feels lonelier than the fireworks), how brilliant and felicitous the translation is!

It’s a frantic and outlandish story of two gifted sisters, the movie’s last scene is still living in my memory vividly and I still remember my feeling of the day.