Drive To Work. I usually drive my car to work. It’s must faster than taking a bus because I can take the highway through the city. It takes about 1 and a half hour in a total. The subway even slower because of two reasons, first I live in the suburb and the subway is constructing in there and doesn’t link with the main subway transportation line. Second, if I would take the subway, then I need to take a bus or drive to the nearest subway station. It is around ten minutes walk from my apartment to the bus station. And the bus arrives at another twenty minutes. So I always drive to work whatever the season.

Grandma. My grandma passed away for many years, I missed her so much. My grandma was my mother’s mother. (In China, there is a clear distinction for this. The mother’s mother is called “外婆”, the father’s mother is called “奶奶”. But in English, my mother’s mother and father’s mother are all called “grandma”. Sometimes I confuse. One friend told me the name of the mother’s mother is "nanny".) Grandma was a strong and had a vigor of the emotions and always kept optimism woman. She was the role model for me. She had gone through many difficulties in her whole life. She had lost her mother when she was around 10years old.... she didn’t give up and fought. Her spirits are always shining and delighting me. For the darkness moment, it becomes vividly clear that it is a priceless treasure to me. Grandma had accompanied me during my whole childhood. I had lived with grandma since I born. Grandma was the best of friends for me. She was the most patient and cheerful of the companion. She didn’t turn her back upon me in times of adversity or distress, amusing and instructing me in the childhood, and comforting and consoling me in age. She became my constant companion and comforter. Grandma was always live in my heart, it is the same today that it always was, and it will never change. She didn’t away, she lives me forever.

Cookie, Cookie, I love it. The cookies are thick and chunky, even pucklike; craggy and rough around the edges; neither dainty nor unreasonably large. Some are smudged with chocolate; some have sesame seeds. The cranberries offset the cookie’s sweetness and the rye flour makes the cookie a little more tender. Cookie, Cookie, I love it.

Silence and Peace. Some say: The things of the half-time are better than normal; the other half in which they are worse. It seems the life is a pendulum swing. We take time to understand and experience what is normal, and that gives us the perspective to deal with the surprise of the future. What is the bad stuff? What are the high points? There is a vast space of life in the middle, where the bad and the good flip-flop acrobatically. Looking back on that horrible spring, I soon understood that all the bad are the good that depends on what your view to see. I fall down and had an open wound. I felt so depressed and asked myself why this happened to me again and again then. But one of my friends told me, maybe I could learn something from this on the other side, changed your view to see it, you would be found the new. Reality and ideals are also let me feel just like this. Sometimes I stuck in the patterns that I had learned from the past or someone told me or I learned from the others. Reality is so rough and cruel, but there is also have good things and hope and the future. Although working hard may have fallen below the expectation, and it probably will gain in the future. Hold on, hold tough. I believe that it does has a slight of light from the darkness. I will get silence and peace. I hope so.....

A lunch At noon, I had lunch in an inexpensive restaurant around my office corner with my co-workers. We entered in and luckily got a table in busy lunchtime because I had a reservation under my name. The waitress gave our the menu and told us she was your waitress for lunch. When we were still working on the menu, the three young guys behind us spoke aloud and made so noise. We were there first. These guys impatient asked the waitress severed for them. They told the waitress there’s no way they were waiting for. The waitress told they should wait a minute until she had our order first, and these guys totally got angry and shouted. I couldn’t believe that these guys were so rude. P.S.: I like to taste my food, don’t like the waste, just order enough to eat that’s alright. If I can’t finish it, I will bring it home too. Who knows that the meals in our plates, every morsel of them comes with toil and pains.

The story of nine-colors deer Long long time ago, on the uninhabited desert, the Persian merchant’s camel team lost their way due to sandstorm, suddenly a nine-colors deer appeared to point the direction to go away. The nine-colors deer happily lived with animals in the deep forest. One day, The nine-colors deer hears someone call to help. When the nine-colors deer runs there and sees a snake-man who inadvertently falling into the water when he collecting medicine. The nine-colors deer immediately save the snake-man on land. The snake-man totally was appreciated at the deer saved his life. And the deer just asked the snake-man don’t tell anybody about saw him in the forest. The snake man made a promise and swear to the God. The Persian businessmen came to the place and told the king about the adventure in the desert. Who know that the queen insisted on skin of the nine-colors deer’s to make clothes for her. And she dreamed about she dressed this clothes. The king had no choice and offer a huge reward to the whole country if someone caught the nine-colors deer. When the snake-man saw that, he told the king and led the army toward the forest. The snake-man set the trap and pretended to fall water again, the nine-colors deer save him immediately. But when the deer run toward the snake-man, the soldiers waiting at the water’s edge shot the deer with thousand arrows. Suddenly the deer was shining all over the body, the arrows turned into ashes. The deer revealed to the king that the snake-man was ugly, and the king was deeply disturbed. The snake-man was scared and then retreated, fell into the deep water and drowned. The nine-color deer flied away. The wicked finally got the punishment he deserved.

Metta Chanting(Excerpts) May I be free from enmity and danger. May I be free from mental suffering. May I be free from physical suffering. May I take care of myself happily. May my parents, teachers, relatives and friends, fellow Dhamma-farers be free from enmity and danger be free from mental suffering. be free from physical suffering. May they take care of themselves happily. May all beings, all breathing things, all creatures, all individuals(all beings), all personalities(all beings with mind and body), may all females, all males, all noble ones(saints), all worldlings(those yet to attain sainthood), all devas(deities), all humans, be free from enmity and danger be free from mental suffering. be free from physical suffering. May they take care of themselves happily.

Life on life. Life is full of color, and we each get to come along and we add our own color to the painting. And even though it’s not very big, the painting you sort of have to figure that it goes on forever, in each direction. So, like to infinity. Sure life is up and down, but I know it comes back all around. Someone who gets along can keep us moving on. Whose time has value, and giving time to you is equal to giving his world to you. The world is so huge, Everyone has only limited, valuable, and precious time each day, if someone can speed his time to help you, this should be cherished. The people around me in Italki: thank you for helping me to learn English! I am deeply appreciated that! Maybe I have no more time communicating with you, but you are always in my heart! I cherish that!

Learned a lesson in my childhood. When I was a child of eight years old, my parents, on one day, before I went to school in the morning, gave me little money to pay a monthly class fee. I went to a street vendor who sold comic books after school because I didn’t give money to my teacher. I handed over all my money for one book in which I looked forward to buying a long time. I then elatedly trotted to come home, and hold the book to concentrate on reading. I didn’t realize the time flied quickly until my parents were out of work. I told my parents that I bought the book with the money of class fee. When my Dad heard that, he ordered me kneeling on a wooden board, face to face, stared at my eyes, seriously spoken to me. What he said I still remembered because this is the first and only time my dad seriously had spoken to me in my whole childhood and adolescence. He said, “my daughter, if you want to buy some books, just tell me, I do give you money to buy it. I know you like books, I also encourage you to reading. But don’t do things you shouldn’t do. Today you did something wrong, you have to learn a lesson. I don’t want to hurt you, you are my dearest daughter, remember that. “ I nodded my heart with the red face. Then my Dad took a disinfected sewing needle by his hand(he wants to pin my earlobe because there are no any neurons. I won’t get hurt by this way), when I saw this needle toward my face, immediately I cried aloud and tears burst out and running nose. I had tears to promise I won’t do that one more time. Immediately my Dad hand stop and retracted with red eyes, and wiped my tears and hugged me up. He didn't give me one needle.