A letter to friends My dear friends: I will be busy from September of this year through June of next year.Because I have to study for an important exam.If you want to contact me,I hope you send mail to me.My E-mail address is :[email protected] [email protected] Anyone is ok. Thank you to accompany me.I will miss you COFFEE 我亲爱的朋友们： 从今年九月到明年六月我会非常忙，因为我必须为一场十分重要的考试努力学习，如果想联络我，请给我发邮件，我的邮箱地址是：[email protected] [email protected].任何一个都可以 谢谢你们陪伴我，我会想念你们。 COFFEE

Vincent(Stayr Stary Night) Chinese lyrics 文森特（繁星点点的夜晚） 唐 麦克林 繁星点点的夜晚 你的画板涂满了灰蓝 你在那夏日向远处眺望 用你那双能洞悉我灵魂的双眼 影像重叠的层层群山 点缀着茂密的树林和美丽的水仙 颜色跳跃在雪白的亚麻布上 捕捉着冬去春来的乍暖还寒 如今我才明白 你想对我说的是什么 你为自己的清醒承受了多少的苦痛 你多么努力的想让他们得到解脱 却无人理会，无人倾听 也许，人们现在已有所改变 繁星点点的夜晚 火红的花朵像燃烧的火焰 舒卷的云朵似紫罗兰的娇颜 映射在文森特湛蓝而忧郁的双眼 色彩变化万千 清晨里琥珀色的田野 满布风霜的脸孔刻画痛苦 在画才充满爱的画笔下得到抚慰 如今我才明白 你想对我说的是什么 你为自己的清醒承受了多少的苦痛 你多么努力的想让他们得到解脱 却无人理会，无人倾听 也许，人们现在已有所改变 因为当时他们无法爱你 可是你的爱确依然真实 当内心的希望全部破灭 在那个繁星点点的夜晚 你像许多绝望的恋人般结束自己的生命 但我却没能告诉你 文森特，这个世界根本配不上 生命如你般灿烂的一个人 繁星点点的夜晚 空旷的大厅中你的画像独自安然 无框的自画像挂在无名的墙上 有着注视人世而无法忘怀的眼睛 就像你曾见过的陌生人 那些衣着褴褛，境遇堪怜的人 就像血红玫瑰上的银刺 夭折在初雪的大地上碾作尘埃 我终于明白了 你想对我说的是什么 你为自己的清醒承受了多少的苦痛 你多么努力的想让他们得到解脱 却依然无人理会 也许，永远无人倾听，永远 也许，永远不会

VIncent （Stary Stary Night） Vincent(Stary Stary Night) By Don McLean Starry, starry night 　　Paint your palette blue and gray 　　Look out on a summer's day　 With eyes that know the darkness in my soul 　　Shadows on the hills 　　Sketch the trees and the daffodils 　　Catch the breeze and the winter chills 　　In colors on the snowy linen land 　　Now I understand 　　What you tried to say to me 　　How you suffered for your sanity 　　How you tried to set them free 　　They would not listen 　　They did not know how 　　Perhaps they'll listen now 　　Starry, starry night 　　Flaming flowers that brightly blaze 　　Swirling clouds in violet haze 　　Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue 　　Colors changing hue 　　Morning fields of amber grain 　　Weathered faces lined in pain 　　Are smoothed beneath the artist's Loving hand 　 　 Now I understand 　 What you tried to say to me 　　How you suffered for your sanity 　　How you tried to set them free 　　They would not listen 　　They did not know how 　　Perhaps they'll listen now 　　For they could not love you 　　But still your love was true 　　And when no hope was left inside 　　On that starry, starry night 　　You took your life 　　As lovers often do 　　But I could have told you, Vincent 　　This world was never meant for one 　　As beautiful as you 　　Starry, starry night 　　Portraits hung in empty halls 　　Frameless heads on nameless walls 　　With eyes that watch the world 　　And can't forget 　　Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken On the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me 　 How you suffered for your sanity 　 How you tried to set them free They will not listen They're not listening still 　 Perhaps, they never will This is a old song.It was wrote in 1971.The singer finished it after reading biography of Van Gogh.The melody has a little sad.The singer take me to the heart of Van Gogh and make us feel the hot emotion.I share the lyrics with you.Hope you to listen this song,to feel the emotion from history. I share the Chinese lyrics too.Hope you like it.

Recently Life 岁月静好 After coming back from school,my life become more and more calm.I always open the window to see the sunshine in the morning.Now is summer in China,the sun is like fire.But the sunshine is warm and full of the taste of air in the morning. The life is example with books and guitar.My dogs always come to find me and hope me to play with them.They are like angles.having pure soul.I love the song which name is 《Romance of love》,I always practice it ,but I can not play it well.However,I am not worried,the song need time to taste.I will dived into my feelings when I spend enough time for it.I hope to use my guitar to show my heart someday.The time flies on my fingers but stay in music.Solidifting to be one eternal image The time is tranquil. 岁月静好