<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171</id><updated>2016-04-07T21:28:11.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime Stories</title><subtitle type='html'>A little this, A little that.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-633303244905736068</id><published>2015-12-04T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-12-04T17:00:14.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>主角光环</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;主角光环，常见于小说与电影里，形容故事中主角打不死，摔不烂，总是能化险为夷的超能力，在动作片和悬疑故事里更是发挥的淋漓尽致。拥有了主角光环，什么困难挫折都不是问题。就算身边的伙伴都挂了，大地震，海啸还是外星人侵略地球，对主角来说也只是个小问题，因为主角是死不了的，困难一熬过迎接你就是那&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;永远快快乐乐的生活在一起&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;的美好结局。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;人生就像一场戏，我们每个人都有自己的主角光环。说白了就是我们在自己的故事里都是打不死，摔不烂的主角。可是这超能力只限于我们自己的故事里，因为只有在你自己的故事里，你才是主角。现在很多人都不知道自己在演什么角色，硬是要到别人的故事里去。别人的故事里，你只是个配角。当配角是非常危险的，打战是你就是炮灰，建筑物倒了第一个压扁的就是你，外星人捉回去当试验品的人类也肯定有你的份。总结就是，到别人的故事里当配角，就只有死路一条。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;故事里的主角都有共同的特征，他们都非常清楚的知道自己的戏份，在他们的宇宙与时空里，做着他们最在行的事。要是主角们都不爱自己身在的宇宙时空，硬是想要到别的故事的宇宙里，结局毫无疑问将会是非常可悲的。举些例子来说，哈利波特拿着魔法棒练独孤九剑，什么破剑式，破刀式看得满头雾水，田伯光抢上来一刀脑袋给劈成两半。小智撇下皮卡丘加入了复仇者联盟，结果团战时不知怎么就被大炮轰死了。卢克天行者加入&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;美少女战士要代替月亮惩罚他老爸。。。。光是想象那画面就足以让人毛骨悚然。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;回到现实生活中，要拥有主角光环那就一定要懂得你演的是哪一出戏，演的是什么角色。要是你的角色很厉害画画，可是你看见你做保险的朋友二十岁就买房开大车，所以你决定要演保险业务员，那你就完蛋了。你的角色是个内向，有耐心与慈爱的幼教老师，可是你想演阿里巴巴集团总裁的那出戏，也一样完蛋。你的梦想要是不适合你，就是不切实际。与其碌碌一生追着不切实际的梦想，不如脚踏实地的做好你最在行的那件事。总而言之，不能够乐天知命，清楚的知道自己是那块料子，该摆在那个位子，注定要痛苦一辈子。相反地，要是演好自己的角色，主角光环永远跟随你左右，一生肯定身心富足。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;英文有句话叫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Love what you do, do what you love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: SimSun; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;说得非常好，可惜只诠释了我想表达的一半。这一半是热忱，另一半是合适。要是看上了一件你非常喜欢的衣服，可是尺码不合适，你会买吗？那为什么不适合你的角色你硬是要演？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 8pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/633303244905736068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=633303244905736068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/633303244905736068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/633303244905736068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/12/blog-post.html' title='主角光环'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-7925233964609935843</id><published>2015-08-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-08-13T23:39:12.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>涛岛潜水</title><content type='html'>不懂得拍照其实很糟糕。去了一趟涛岛潜水，竟然拿不出几张照片来看。经过时间的洗礼，几个月后，那些让整个旅途精彩的小细节将会开始模糊，再过多几年吧，恐怕什么都忘得一干二净了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;细节----对身在其中者尤其可贵。几年以后回顾，那“哎，我都忘了我当时干过这事儿了”的惊叹，能给予我莫名的惊喜与满足感。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼下有两个选择。一是重新学拍照，二是用文字记下各种细节。先从文字开始吧，比较便宜。一支笔和一本书足矣。拍照那档事我早已搁下，现在拍起来照片都不传神，感觉很牵强。现在我觉得躲在镜头后面将人事物给拍下来固然好，却没有我用双眼看一切的视野来的广阔。但能拍还是好的，拍的好，一张照片要比千言万语更有震撼力，更深入人心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;乘下午一时的巴士到TBS，再搭地铁到KL Sentral。抵达时已五点半，Eric已放工了。会面后，大伙儿坐着他新的Innova到Petaling Jaya的某某地方吃鸭肉，煮炒。KL地方真的是太大了，转来转去都不知道在哪里，我只能说是在某某地方。当晚到处都很塞车，因为Big Bang来马开演唱会，Liverpool来马踢友谊赛。Big Bang演唱会的rock zone门票竟然要八百块。那是要怎么有钱，多么狂热的粉丝才能去的？cc说起邓紫棋来马开唱，门票要千多。Big Bang有五个人可以看，比较划算。晚上回Eric家，阿庆被Butto吓得抱头鼠窜。人各有其长其短那也正常，不正常的是明知其短却要护着它，任其唆使。堂堂一大男儿被玩具贵宾犬吓得大呼小叫对我的震撼实在是不小。大伙洗澡后玩board game，Kill Dr. Lucky，就像读书时那样。最后竟让没什么心机的阿庆给赢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;早上到富兴吃点心。价格挺贵，可是样样都真材实料，很过瘾，还算值得。早餐后到board game cafe坐坐。玩了一副叫7 Wonders的。挺不错，节奏快，只可惜游戏模式有点死板，运气成分有点高。闹到中午到FSF吃叉烧，客家面。这FSF叉烧实在值得一提。我到Eric家住了三回，每次都到哪里吃叉烧，其他朋友也都赞不绝口。吃完后有点迟了，因为还要赶到机场载ym。再加上塞车，我们迟了快半小时。Eric下车找ym时我们都暗暗为他担心。照ym平时的脾气就算不死也得脱层皮。怎知回来时两人有说有笑，不知Eric用的是哪招，竟能平风浪，镇海啸。过后到IOI City Mall走走，里面有间Sports Deport专卖运动和户外的用品，价格非常吸引人，都是真货。晚餐和Eric家人一起吃酿豆腐。晚餐后到巴生一带最长最大的夜市走走，遇见一个耍蛇佬，蛇没看见几只，闲话却说了大半天。吃了一大堆小吃，还包括很烂的假麻坡乌达。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;早餐吃巴生肉骨茶。干的肉骨茶里面鱿鱼丝味道特别香。十二点的飞机到Surat Thani。因为一小时的时差我们到时还是太过十二点半。乘巴士到码头已是下午四时。刚好登上Lomprayah的渡轮。尝试混入VIP区，工作人员查票时要我们多还一百泰铢，我们不从，结果给赶了出来。没VIP也罢，我们自己拿了几张塑料椅子，就坐在船顶吹海风。海风固然强，可是那傍晚的太阳还是把我们给晒得全身热烘烘的。到涛岛码头时大伙的头发都被吹的乱七八糟，像疯子一样。在涛岛码头和多话的Lin吹牛了一阵，才到Simple Life Divers宿舍登记入宿。搞到来都快九点了，大伙儿都快饿扁了。晚餐在一间家庭式的餐厅解决，还偷偷拿了那里的地图和旅行指南。草草吃了些炒饭之类的，买了些啤酒回房，研究了一会儿地图就睡觉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;今天的潜水课程要傍晚才开始，所以我们还有一整天空闲的时间。早餐在宿舍隔壁吃，等了老半天才来。吃完后解决了一些潜水要用的文件，找我们的教练介绍旅游景点，最后大家决定到Koh Nangyuan去（注：Koh在泰文为岛的意思）。听说Koh Nangyuan不让带外面的食物到岛上，我们还特地到7-11买了些干粮藏起来以便过后当午餐。乘小船到Koh Nangyuan，同船的还有一位荷兰美女。到Japanese Garden浮潜，海水挺干净的，海洋生态却有点糟，被游客破坏的面目全非了。这里鱼和珊瑚要和停泊岛的不一样些，海葵里都找不到小丑鱼，只有比小丑鱼要大些的堂兄弟，Saddleback Clownfish。小小的岛挤满了人，整个长滩都排满了椅子，浮潜的地区也都全是人。或许是这样让我们觉得有点意兴阑珊。过后走了一小段山路到观景的小山丘上，拍了些照片，在那里小休了一会儿。最后因为石头堆有奇怪的臭味让我们不得不放弃继续坐在那里，可惜了那么漂亮的风景。从山丘下来，我们大致上都将岛走完了，可是回的船要四点才会到，只好找了一间废弃的小木屋休息。cc将吊床就这样吊在木屋的柱子睡觉，其他的也都趴在桌子上睡觉了。我非常不甘心，这岛的评价那么好，可是一到这里除了失望还是失望。所以毅然到对面的海湾游了一圈，希望可以看见一些特别的东西。可是还是什么都没有。只有看到一大堆游客穿着靴子在水里踩着珊瑚。难怪这里生态破坏的那么严重，这些人真是一点生态意识都没有，看了真叫人心痛。下午四时回到涛岛。五时开始上潜水课。上课都是看些影片和做些问答题。在外面折腾了一天，看得大伙昏昏欲睡。和我们同班的还有六位外国人，加拿大，英国，荷兰和德国等。晚上在AC Resort的餐厅解决，由于钱的预算问题，吃的依然是炒饭之类的。可是服务员的态度，菜肴的水准和上菜的速度让我们为之心折。过后好多餐都是在这里解决的。晚饭后到街上走走。这里其实和Koh Lipe很像，有热闹的和街道，街道两边都是商店酒吧等，就像个热闹的小镇。买了回程的夜间游轮票。到买潜水用具的商店看看，打算买个潜水面罩给Eric。本来他是要跟我们一起来潜水的，无奈工作走不开，只好买个面罩给他，鼓励他赶快学潜水，以后我们好一大班在一起出去潜水。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;Morning had our class again, then set off to Koh Nangyuan for our first Skill Dive. There are so many skill dives I forgot which skills were taught in which dive so I will just summarise them all here including hovering (to achieve neutral buoyant, like floating weightlessly in the sea), &amp;nbsp;using alternating secondary (both buddy and self), hand signals, CESA, purging mask, remove mask then put it back on, swim without mask, remove BCD then put it back on, remove weight then put it back on, breathing through faulty regulators etc. Had dive 1 afterwards at White Rock, still around Nangyuan, saw a Titan Triggerfish, from the triggerfish family, known to be aggressive. YM keeps pointing at random fish and signal me it&#39;s triggerfish. If I hadn&#39;t been underwater I would have loled so hard. JR surprise us with various kind of stunts, ended up burning up his gas faster than us. I used my air very much too despite the constant monitoring of my breath and heart rate. Jason said I could be inhaling too deeply. Feel very cold despite the wet suit we were wearing. Feeling a bit sea sick, the engine and air compressor exhaust is making it worse. Dinner at the same place, brought some beers, played cards in dorm. Rained heavily at night. Gosh to type in english is way easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;Due to last night rain, the sky is grey whole day, drizzled a bit in the morning. Had our class again in the morning because the morning boat has gone out and we couldn&#39;t catch it. Dive at 1200hrs, at mango bay. Skill dive 2 + mini dive&amp;nbsp;first, then got back up to the boat and wait for our tanks to be filled. Had a little chit chat session with Jason about navigation and stuff. He was really good then, but I wonder how come he hasn&#39;t stayed in contact with us, probably because we weren&#39;t the party types and we weren&#39;t there at the bar every night to socialise with them. Or it could simply be just business, and he is merely being professional. Had a late dive 2 at 1700hrs, not much to see, the water is murky and the sky is cloudy, hence visibility is low. Dinner at seashell resort, nice food, lousy service, took ages to arrive, and the waiter keeps ignoring us. Must be how we dressed showed that we don&#39;t have a lot of money. Oh money is really a bitch sometimes. No beers, all are tired tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/7/2015&lt;br /&gt;Last day at Koh Tao. Weather is good. Dive 3 early in the morning at Chum Pon Pinnacle, 40min away from Koh Tao. Best dive we had so far, clear water, saw giant grouper, baby Titan Trigger fish being harassed by Remora fish, school of barracuda, and crowned thorn star fish. Too bad no whale shark or turtles or dolphin for us. Dive 4 afterwards at Him Pee Wee Pinnacle, just beside a wreck. JR had the BCD on upside down despite it&#39;s our last dive already. Everybody laugh so hard and Jason face palm himself so hard his hand almost went through his face. Went for the wreck, but the visibility is poor here, beneath the mooring line, it&#39;s just plain murky realm, it&#39;s like another world just beneath us. saw a giant Titan Triggerfish sleeping, hanging itself to the rocks with the trigger fins. After dive, had one last theory session on the eRDPML manual. It&#39;s how you calculate depth vs time relations during and after dive. We were good at it, the foul mouth chick from UK keeps bitching us going too fast. Well I never liked her anyway, typical plastic. Afterwards, simple lunch at 7-11, bought Eric his mask. It&#39;s a Mares Morea, with a Deep Blue snorkle w/ splash guard. Dinner at our favourite AC cottage. Had beef, duck steak, ribs, pork, shrimps and ice-cream. Finally a meal other than fried rice, since it&#39;s the last day, we want to spend all the money that&#39;s left on us. Strong wind, looks like it&#39;s gonna rain soon. We left the restaurant to get our luggage at Simple Life Divers at 2000hrs, then walk off to the pier in light drizzle. Took us about 10 minutes, rested at the same restaurant when we first arrived because the night ferry is not opened for boarding yet. Bought lots of beers, ate a very spicy cuttlefish snacks. Down the beer like tap water, felt light headed afterwards. Board the night ferry, it&#39;s an one of a kind experience on that ferry. Talked a bit about our future at the deck of the ferry, it was very windy. I felt great talking that night. I think I really liked these friends and hoped that we could stay together to achieve something in our career. Or it could be just the beer talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/7/15&lt;br /&gt;Mostly travelling, night ferry, bus, plane, train then bus again. Spent the whole morning at the airport, sitting at a cozy cafe corner, playing cards. YM was not feeling well, slept the whole day. Had lunch at the airport restaurant, food was nice. Reach KLIA2 about 1600, took KLIA Express to KL Sentral. Cost RM37 but damn the train hits 150km/h. Had dinner with Eric, a beef noddle shop. Took LRT to TBS, 9pm bus back to BP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s one hell of a trip. Lot&#39;s of travelling and we all are tired. Fruitful I would say, too bad Eric couldn&#39;t come along. This trip will be a very special trip to me. Physically, it&#39;s because it&#39;s the first dive trip I had, with my good friends. Spiritually, it&#39;s a farewell to my good friends. I actually felt empty and sad, despite having all those thrilling experience from the dives. We all know that the next time we gonna have trips like this most probably would be at the end of time. I think it&#39;s a waste where good friends have to part their ways in the pursuit of their career. We could have made the best team in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I still hope that one day we could come together again and do something together in our lives. Hasta luego, mis amigos. Until the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Gallery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUwiI9RGDk0/Vcy3hZqmHNI/AAAAAAAAA7E/cyDlE1zdNpE/s1600/IMG_3917.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUwiI9RGDk0/Vcy3hZqmHNI/AAAAAAAAA7E/cyDlE1zdNpE/s320/IMG_3917.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Too bad I don&#39;t have a DSLR. Could have the sun rays much clearer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnNVXR6SXy4/Vcy3n_i2pVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/iTf1fBqIl-E/s1600/IMG_3934.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bnNVXR6SXy4/Vcy3n_i2pVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/iTf1fBqIl-E/s320/IMG_3934.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Sunset during on the Lomprayah ferry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3OHTK4Dfj8/Vcy3oCNHLdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/5AuPazBX4DQ/s1600/IMG_3955.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3OHTK4Dfj8/Vcy3oCNHLdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/5AuPazBX4DQ/s320/IMG_3955.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xPs0owO3u4/Vcy326K5xLI/AAAAAAAAA7c/RMd8blUtapg/s1600/IMG_3977.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7xPs0owO3u4/Vcy326K5xLI/AAAAAAAAA7c/RMd8blUtapg/s320/IMG_3977.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Koh Nangyuan south view point.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzoR0bXYAI/Vcy4D-P1qpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lKXJk3cZmVg/s1600/IMG_3980.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GtzoR0bXYAI/Vcy4D-P1qpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/lKXJk3cZmVg/s320/IMG_3980.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHnDrwbl_KU/Vcy35KSKduI/AAAAAAAAA7k/n9J3i9R02II/s1600/IMG_3981.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qHnDrwbl_KU/Vcy35KSKduI/AAAAAAAAA7k/n9J3i9R02II/s320/IMG_3981.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzGE3L_83ws/Vcy4KbqG4VI/AAAAAAAAA70/hQdCKtufVvU/s1600/IMG_3983.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XzGE3L_83ws/Vcy4KbqG4VI/AAAAAAAAA70/hQdCKtufVvU/s320/IMG_3983.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;CC living the hammock tribe spirit.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8bouKiAG6o/Vcy4V6sfAPI/AAAAAAAAA78/2SCghI9c08Y/s1600/IMG_3987.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8bouKiAG6o/Vcy4V6sfAPI/AAAAAAAAA78/2SCghI9c08Y/s320/IMG_3987.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Chinese tourist snorkeling with an umbrella. Seriously dude.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bn7j9JVyZQE/Vcy4X_1_bMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NWgDid7PgcE/s1600/IMG_3988.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bn7j9JVyZQE/Vcy4X_1_bMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/NWgDid7PgcE/s320/IMG_3988.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Koh Nangyuan Long Beach&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ek94HrGz4k/Vcy4avcbK_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/pIR9efDiK4o/s1600/IMG_3996.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ek94HrGz4k/Vcy4avcbK_I/AAAAAAAAA8M/pIR9efDiK4o/s320/IMG_3996.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;With our dive instructor, Jason.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UhchqchYks/Vcy5T3UZ6CI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vVxqYTcXLQw/s1600/WP_20150730_001.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UhchqchYks/Vcy5T3UZ6CI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vVxqYTcXLQw/s320/WP_20150730_001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;179&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Inside the night ferry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/7925233964609935843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=7925233964609935843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7925233964609935843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7925233964609935843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/08/blog-post.html' title='涛岛潜水'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUwiI9RGDk0/Vcy3hZqmHNI/AAAAAAAAA7E/cyDlE1zdNpE/s72-c/IMG_3917.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-8304117964112943083</id><published>2015-07-06T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2015-07-06T23:24:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>告别乌托邦</title><content type='html'>30/6/2015&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;早晨六时，闹钟第一声响就从床上弹起，没有半分不愿意，为了就是看多一眼那宿舍外那晨雾朦胧的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Aman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;湖。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;今天要回家了。想到这一回去就是永远的和这无忧无虑的日子告别，连我也不禁多愁善感起来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;前几天的爬山游泳，饭后打机&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;boardgame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;，何等逍遥自在。现在想起来却又偏偏那么遥不可及。最为不舍还是这群死党，在这里他们就是我的家人。一起生活了三年我现在才发现其实我们真的非常要好。朋友我见多了，以前中学也有不少好朋友，可是一起吃喝拉屎住了三年的就这么一堆。或许以后我会回到校园，可是朋友不在了，感觉也肯定不一样了。我将不再是那没烦恼没责任，生活在乌托邦里的我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;宿舍走廊空了，大伙儿欢畅的笑声缺依稀还在我耳边回荡。这一去，要再共聚一堂好好笑一笑不知何时才能了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-indent: 0.5in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;大桥上，对岸的朝阳照过来，桥上的车子，桥下的小船都显得格外朝气蓬勃。海浪带着轻快的节奏跳舞，迎接新一天的开始。只有我一辆小车子，载着沉重的心，缓缓向对岸驶去。早晨原来是我一天内最喜欢的时段，现在却怎么也提不起劲来。车子开得越远，那些美好的回忆好像也越来越模糊了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/8304117964112943083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=8304117964112943083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8304117964112943083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8304117964112943083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/07/blog-post.html' title='告别乌托邦'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-8109407222352522</id><published>2015-05-07T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-05-07T15:06:05.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RPG</title><content type='html'>Life is but a role playing game. Don&#39;t go healing people when all your heart wants is to charge forward, hack and slash like a warrior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/8109407222352522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=8109407222352522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8109407222352522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8109407222352522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/05/rpg.html' title='RPG'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-702648943609648667</id><published>2015-03-24T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-03-24T11:12:10.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having doubts</title><content type='html'>Have confidence, but at the same time have some doubts on yourself. Having doubts makes you a normal human being. You are dangerous if you are 100% certain of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who are 100% certain of themselves? Those people in the IS that cut people&#39;s head and burning people alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have doubts.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/702648943609648667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=702648943609648667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/702648943609648667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/702648943609648667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/03/having-doubts.html' title='Having doubts'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-1788628081788121960</id><published>2015-02-27T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-12-11T10:54:25.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tale of the disciple of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;A young and innocent man was travelling alone to see the world. One day, he stumbled across a con man. Being innocent and ignorant, the con man cheated the young man, took away all his possessions and money. Being penniless, the young man became a beggar. He is happy although he is poor, because he had never thought much about his future or anything else, just living the moment for all himself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Wisdom saw the incident. He admires the young man’s optimism. And so Wisdom revealed himself to the young man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;“Come with me, and I shall teach you about wisdom that when you speak, only truth comes out of your mouth. But you must give up your happiness.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;The young man, as thoughtless and ignorant as ever, gave up his happiness and went with Wisdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;Years had passed. The young man, now an old man, is travelling alone for he had gained all the wisdom that the world could contain. He helped many people, giving advices, stopping arguments and neutralizing conflicts. He felt contained, proud. But he was never happy ever since he met Wisdom. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;With all the wisdom the world could contain, he wasn’t even sure of the agreement he made with Wisdom. Would he be happier if he didn’t give up his happiness and lived a simple life or he should be happy with the truth and knowledge bestowed upon him?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;times&amp;quot; , &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot; , serif;&quot;&gt;This is a question that he would never be able to answer. &amp;nbsp;For he had never met Wisdom again for the rest of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/1788628081788121960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=1788628081788121960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/1788628081788121960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/1788628081788121960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/02/the-tale-of-disciple-of-wisdom.html' title='The tale of the disciple of Wisdom'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-7727565526406160729</id><published>2015-01-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2015-01-01T20:46:53.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War</title><content type='html'>I opened my eyes, struggling to get up. It is total chaos. People dashing around, screaming. The thick scent of panic had me gasping for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the middle of a war. A war that has been going on since the very beginning. I couldn&#39;t help wondering sometimes, what is the point of all this? To prove who is better? Classic the winner takes it all scenario. What will happen to those lost ones? Who knows. Nobody cares about the losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is rumored that all this is started to sort out the elites among the peasants. After sometime, ignorance and selfishness slowly consume the pure and kind heart of mankind. People started to rely too much on this standard generated by this cruel and inhumane war. Now, everyone has to participate in the war. Those who survived the battle get a chance of living a good life afterwards. It&#39;s not guaranteed yet, but still better than those who died in the battle. Their fate is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve lost too many friends in this war. Good man, fine lady. They could have been happy. They could become a happy candy shop owner, a quiet librarian or some white collar dad having a couple of adorable kids, but they are all gone. They are just not good at what they were forced to do, warfare. But that doesn&#39;t mean anybody has the right to take away a good life from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve seen pure, kind people, who sworn to uphold justice and help the misfortune get consumed by this war. You see, when we are in the battlefield, we dump away every bit of our humanity and fight like an animal. After the battle, of course if you ever survived, you would have a hard time trying to find your human side back. But there are so many battles going on and after sometime, you lost your humanity for good. I have friends, who stood by our side when we are all weak. But as time goes by, they learned fast and got better at battles and eventually they ditched us. Now, our fate will be the last thing that crosses their mind. But this is how it is. Man sacrifice everything and fight all his way to the top. But when they reached the top, greed took over their soul, they forget the unfortunate ones. They forgot where they come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I straighten my glasses, a tint of dizziness still mingle in my head. I probably won&#39;t survive this battle. But I will still fight, fight for those lost friends, fight for my love ones and fight as a rebel who will never succumb in this stupid, meaningless war. With my head held high, hands tightly around my weapon, I strode through the hallway and push open the exam hall door.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/7727565526406160729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=7727565526406160729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7727565526406160729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7727565526406160729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2015/01/war.html' title='War'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-3278345552900828415</id><published>2014-12-27T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-12-27T17:03:49.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一位救生员教练的感叹</title><content type='html'>刚和朋友面书上闲聊，说起一位帆船比赛的国手，朋友赞叹不已。我却不以为然的说：马来西亚帆船运动那么差劲，是国手又怎么了，有什么了不起的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来洗澡时深度思考。这话怎么能从我嘴里说出，别人还行，我身在其中却也这样批评别人实在是不应该。就算我国帆船运动再怎么差，人家好歹也是站在巅峰，值得赞赏，值得赞赏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同样的事情，也发生在我们理大救生队上。救生员，救生运动比赛（Lifesaving Sports） 在我国知名度也不高，别人看我们那不以为然的目光我要见得多，早已习惯了。就因知名度不高，我们大学的运动社的管理高层也对我们爱理不理，要他们拨款让我们搞活动，更换新装备等，实在是难上加难。曾经有学长还被他们呛说，款项到了我们这里也没用，我们比赛得不了奖。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说到这个，我们一班教练真的是哑子吃黄连。我们比赛得不了奖，因为我们没钱更新装备，连基本设备都没，要怎么训练？怎么得奖？而他们却要我们先得奖，才来拨款。这狗屁循环要什么时候才能断？再说，我们救生员再怎么不济，也都是义工。每一位救生员都得值班，是义务的，无疑是替运动社剩了不少的人力财力。这样的理由还不够显出我们的重要性，那让我再加一项。我们救生员训练班的宗旨是，提高溺水意识，拯救生命。其中还附带心肺复苏课程，目的就是为了让我们的课程更大众化。就算从课程中毕业了不当救生员也没关系，至少学员们具备了基本的急救知识和救生技巧。前阵子，听我朋友说他以前的空手道教练，在马六甲公共游泳池溺毙了，三十多岁，前国家选手，体能肯定是好得不得了的，怎么会忽然溺毙？有很大可能是因为心脏骤停。要是当场的人都具备基本的救生，心肺复苏等知识，或许结局可能会不一样。前两个星期，我们救生队的校友，在三十多年以来第一次施行心肺复苏，成功将他母亲从鬼门关拉回来。由此可见其重要性，大家都应该具备救生知识。其实救生知识在其他国家早已普及化，甚至有些公司和集团规定每位职员都必须具备这些知识。在马来西亚，我们的号召却像是单手拍掌，怎么拍都拍不响。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说完重要性我们来说成就。从理大救生队毕业的救生员，人数年年全马第一。从训练的素质上看，我们的课程耗时一整个学期，最少十星期的训练，其中还包括我们大大小小的考试，加上心肺复苏课程所组成，素质要较其他组织高得多。其他政府，私人机构的训练大多都时间短，内容也没我们那么充足。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜的是，当今社会里，知名度永远胜于重要性。我们大学足球队，年年联赛包尾，进个八强都可以开香槟庆祝了，运动社却当他们是宝。衣服球鞋什么的，要什么有什么。出外比赛提供交通住宿，哼都没哼一声。看样子有很大可能运动社里的人都是以前甘邦踢足球的，或是天天晚上嘛嘛档看英超联赛的。不然这么一个烂队那么不留余力支持干嘛？那套得奖拨款的逻辑怎么不套在他们身上？沦落到我们搞救人的，却要低声下气去恳求他们拨款。这是什么世界，什么逻辑啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回想起之前，我们因蛙鞋都破旧不堪，又拿不到款项替换，只好到轮胎店要些内胎回来，剪了用黏鞋胶给补上，凑合着用。运动社承诺的蛙鞋，救生管，我们盼的快毕业了，都还没来。那种心酸，有谁能知道？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为一名救生员教练，我为我在提高溺水意识，训练救生员的努力感到骄傲。同时我也为我国救生意识醒觉不高，让我们救生队大志难伸而感到惋惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/3278345552900828415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=3278345552900828415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/3278345552900828415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/3278345552900828415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/12/blog-post.html' title='一位救生员教练的感叹'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-1786644392343712936</id><published>2014-11-18T08:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-11-18T08:50:10.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Beyond Repair</title><content type='html'>Jimmy is a 4 year old kid. His father bought him a robot action figure for his birthday. The robot has tons of function, able to perform somersaults and karate kicks. Jimmy love his robot, to quote toy story 3, &#39;We never see a toy and a human in love like that before&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first Jimmy treated his robot with care, but when days passes, he began to go rough on his robot. Despite of his grandmother&#39;s disapproval, he make his robot somersault of the balcony, dumping his robot in the pool, smashing it across the room. And one day, the robot is broken, a detached arm and a cracked head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crying Jimmy to the broken robot to his father, begging him to fix it. His father joined those parts together using super glue, and says &#39;You need to go easy on robo now, it&#39;s broken, take good care of it will ya?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But very soon Jimmy found out that the fixed robot is not functioning properly. The once detached arm sometimes gave up when it is doing somersault, and the cracked head just looked ridiculously ugly. One day when Jimmy showed his buddies the karate kicks, the robot went off balance and fell like an idiot. They laugh at him harshly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate and fed up because the robot is not performing like it used to be, Jimmy continued thrashing and torturing the poor thing. After it is broken, he had daddy fix it again. After so many times of breaking and fixing, the robot is broken beyond repair. Now the structure is so crooked it can&#39;t stand properly on its own feet. And yet Jimmy is still demanding perfect somersaults and karate kicks from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to meet up Jimmy&#39;s requirement, the robot is left in a storeroom. After a couple of years, it end up in a trash bag during spring clean. While Jimmy is bagging this poor little thing into a trash bag, he thought, what a piece of junk, just won&#39;t refuse to function normally and I gave him so many chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/1786644392343712936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=1786644392343712936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/1786644392343712936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/1786644392343712936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/11/broken-beyond-repair.html' title='Broken Beyond Repair'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-7638614831575574202</id><published>2014-11-05T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2014-11-05T15:54:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>安逸与成就感</title><content type='html'>比起那时假期在NOR Lab实习，我现在的心境要更加复杂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;假期实习嘛，没压力。那安逸悠闲的日子真是舒服。炎热的下午躲在房里，看看书，听音乐。傍晚做点运动，不用拼，不用进步也没关系，假期就是要休息啊。晚饭就跟朋友弹吉他唱歌，人生大道理聊个不停。偶尔出外走走，露营什么的一点也不嫌麻烦。那悠然自得的日子真是畅快，闲得光明正大，闲得心安理得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我就那样过着日子，我一点儿意见都没有。会不会好像什么事情都没做到？不会。会不会好像虚度光阴了些？不会。生活一点成就感都没真的没关系吗？没关系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在的日子真难过。种种无形的压力排山倒海般涌来，刚发觉时已经被压得喘不过气来了。很累，很疲倦。刚放个短假充电回来，撑不到两星期我的正能量就用完了。想来个忙里偷闲，结果得来的却是卡在心头的愧疚感，明明东西没做完还偷懒，像那种之前的洒脱不复存在。随着职责和任务偶尔带来的挫败，促使我更加渴望得到成就感。我渴望得到那种征服世界的成就感。原地踏步的生活开始让我感到极度不耐烦，安逸现在变成了阻碍。我想向前冲，为了那个成就感拼了命也在所不惜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当力气用尽了，就开始怀念起那无忧无虑的生活。有时我会暂时忘记我肩上的责任，手头上的任务，偷偷尝一尝那悠闲的滋味。可是现在的悠闲是苦的，怎么忘记都好，那些没解决的事依然在骑在我背上，偷闲也偷得浑身不自在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;更可怕的是当我抬头向前看，我看不见责任和任务的尽头。解决了一样，另一样又来了。责任卸一样，添多三样。这样下去安逸的日子何时才来？随着解决问题，我们不断向前进步，带来的成就感无可否认肯定是巨大的。可是又怎么比得上那无欲无求的安稳和舒适？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时选择不在于我们，环境现实逼着我们前进。就算最后我们站在世界的巅峰，我们所拥有的一切还是比不上那平淡的美好。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/7638614831575574202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=7638614831575574202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7638614831575574202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7638614831575574202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/11/blog-post.html' title='安逸与成就感'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-6798954682116470731</id><published>2014-10-26T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2014-10-26T15:27:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding The Universe</title><content type='html'>Just some random ideas when I struggle for Applied Spectroscopy&#39;s test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if our biggest mistake in striving to understand the universe is to try and describe it in a physical and mathematical way rather than trying to see and feel what&#39;s really within it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our physics and mathematics are of human perspective only. It doesn&#39;t work for other alien species in other planets, and if multiple universe exists, it doesn&#39;t work there too. We describe our sky blue, grass green, roses red etc. We gave the name to those wavelengths. We decide to call 1 one, 2 two, then quantify those numbers and run mathematics with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if that is why we cannot truly understand the universe because we are trying based on a very shallow and restricted human perspective? The universe after all is not just for humans only, and it could be why no important physics discoveries had been made for such a long time. It is because we are heading towards a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say physics is the simplest form of explanation for all natural phenomenon. And teachers always say, when things gets complicated, it&#39;s most probably wrong. And now we are trying to solve 12 dimensions M theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being a physics student, I don&#39;t think the universe can be understand through mathematics and physical description. Understanding the universe should be something more transcendent, something more spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, perhaps I should quit studying these crappy physics.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/6798954682116470731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=6798954682116470731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/6798954682116470731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/6798954682116470731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/10/understanding-universe.html' title='Understanding The Universe'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-6392469461655146697</id><published>2014-10-09T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2014-10-09T00:55:49.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>贯彻信念</title><content type='html'>在我眼里，身为一名救生员应有的信念和态度就是“自愿自发地训练，对自己有要求，并且不断进步。至少，体能和技巧要保持在一定的水平。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;救生员课程本来就不是闹着玩的，我一开始就说了，更何况是救生员学会的成员，是需要真正值班的救生员。针对救生员学会成员的体能测验看来，太多人没贯彻这基本的信念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USM值班的救生员，状况出的少，看似简单，却其实是分分钟人命关天的。一个不好，救不了人还要赔上自己的小命，体能怎么能掉以轻心？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不理解身为一名救生员的责任我不怪当事人，我只怪他们的导师，没能够在一开始就让学生看见这点，可谓无人子弟也。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要是受不了训练，救生员还是别当了，到别的学会去吧。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-8300270141718680419</id><published>2014-09-30T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2014-09-30T00:42:53.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>骄傲与傲慢</title><content type='html'>骄傲与傲慢，听起来挺近义。也没多少人真正去细细咀嚼其中的差异。大多人都觉得它们都是贬义词。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实骄傲没什么不好。它们和傲慢不一样，傲慢带有瞧不起他人的成分在，但骄傲在我看来，只不过是&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;自爱的升华&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;，自我感觉良好些，是不影响他人的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;骄傲又怎么了，碍着谁了？认为骄傲的人不能交朋友的人，说白了就是严重性自卑情结，不然别人自己臭屁着又怎么妨碍你了？没人看不起你啊，也没人说你不能骄傲啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人说，骄傲的人是愚昧的，谦虚的人才是聪明的。我不以为然。依我看，骄傲的人之所以骄傲那是因为他们清楚他们的能力和成就，以一分能力，得了十分成就，还不能骄傲吗？举例来说，让个残疾人士撑着拐杖走一百米，他足以为自己感到骄傲了；让个四肢健全的运动健将走一百米，能一样吗？所以骄傲的人是愚昧的这句话套在所有人身上，尽显其不善。反之，谦虚的人也未必聪明，整天抱着“天外有天，人外有人”的想法过日子，人生未免少了几分色彩。谦虚没什么不好，可是谁说谦虚的人就一定虚心向上？自卑得抬不起头行不行？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有什么骄兵必败。我说笨的骄兵，必败无疑。聪明的骄兵，谁说必败了？说到底还是要看智慧，持着智慧，骄傲也好，谦虚也好，都不是件坏事。所以别再抹黑骄傲这字了。我个人就喜欢骄傲的感觉，短短人生不能狂几回，还有什么意思？</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/8300270141718680419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=8300270141718680419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8300270141718680419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/8300270141718680419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/09/blog-post_30.html' title='骄傲与傲慢'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;可我仔细一想，其实也没错。在我们这里华人也是一样。普遍上，比较乐于伸出援手，较具守望相助精神的，非我们马来同胞莫属。据友人亲身经历，有一次车祸时，车翻了，停下车来帮忙的都是马来同胞。我朋友那时弄得一身是血，脊椎压伤了，马来老伯义不容辞扶他上车，送他去医院。我当时听了十分震惊，就问他有没有华人停下来帮忙。他说有，拖车佬问我身上有钱吗，要不要拖车！我听了恨死了。怎么我自己的民族这么不争气。可我也不能大骂我自己的民族吧，再说我自己也没看见车祸停下来帮忙的。爸妈从没教我车祸要停下来帮忙，他们只说别多管闲事而已。华人父母相较之下显得较自私，只教孩子自保，他人的事别管。我们的守望相助精神到哪里去了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来我放假回家，要去两处银行处理学费和申请提款卡。停了车，放了一张一小时的停车固本，就先去伊斯兰银行。人不多，服务员慢条斯理的把我的手续从一个部门转到另一个部门又回去了原来的部门后，他们沉重的向我宣布，服侍器坏了，搞了半天什么都没做到，让我一人像雕像那样坐了四十分钟。停车固本剩二十分钟了，我担心时间不够，却又不想不多补一张固本，就抱着侥幸的心态赶到华侨银行。一进门，里面尽是熙熙攘攘的人群，屏幕上的等待号码叮叮咚咚不停的跳着，与刚才那死气沉沉的景象相差十万八千里。搞得我以为我穿越什么时空了。漂亮的柜台小姐趋前问我来意，要了我的身份证就快步走进里面帮我处理。我坐在沙发上欣赏着这间银行的办事效率和服务态度，却惊异的发现这里面的员工都是华人，马来同胞只有两个，处事效率同样是一流的快。他们这些员工，散发着积极，勤奋和开朗的气息，为整间银行塑造了一个很有动力，很有正能量的环境，十分让我心折。这就是华人的厉害，勤奋和效率。没一下子，柜台小姐回来了，新提款卡弄好了，户口也重新激活了。我走回车子，看一看表，固本竟然还剩两分钟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/7774180901658046955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=7774180901658046955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7774180901658046955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7774180901658046955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/08/blog-post_12.html' title='说华人'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-6768865508956072036</id><published>2014-08-01T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2014-08-01T01:01:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>世界上没有白马王子</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;世界上没有白马王子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;我相信要长久维持一段感情，靠的是成熟的心态和智慧。开始交往时叫爱情，过后剩下的叫爱。英文字中有个很好的字我找不到中文字来诠释。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Infatuation –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;an intense and short lived admiration towards someone or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: &amp;quot;inherit&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;刚开始交往时就是这感觉，热烈而短暂的。过后呢，爱情会因为时间，生活，距离，意见分歧等开始消耗。爱情耗尽了，情侣就玩完了。可是为什么有些情侣能够维持到时间的尽头？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;因为爱。能在爱情耗尽时，继续粘着，不让这份关系支离破碎的，就只有爱。这个时候，感情是平淡，屈辱，苟且偷生的。能沉住气，一起走过这些低潮才是赢家；崩溃了，两人都输了，输得一干二净。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;雨后总会有晴天。这些低潮并不持久，感情是能被修复的。要找回一开始恋爱时那种感觉其实也没那么难。很多时候我们在生活中迷失了，看一看身边的伴侣，怎么好像变得一点也不认识了。其实我们还是最初的那个自己。只需要多沟通，找回我们最原始的自己，爱情很自然就会重新萌芽，生长回来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;既然爱情能被修复，那为什么人老是分分离离？终归一句：沉不住气。爱情就像心电图，起起落落。但往往爱情落下去时还没来得及修复就因为沉不住气被抛弃了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;在我眼里，爱情是个决定。是这个决定让两人在一起，绝对不是什么感觉啦，一见钟情啦，白马王子什么之类的。女孩们要是听到她们的爱情竟然是个决定，不是什么浪漫爱情故事，肯定要发飙的。这个看似简陋的决定，却比起什么浪漫主义都要来的可靠多。这才是能在巨浪滔滔的人生中，能保护好两人感情的救生艇。可惜的是，白马王子的信徒，往往看不到这点。追求高富帅的浪漫情感，天经地义，谁要你这索然无味，破农夫般的脚踏实地？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;我是个急性子的人。我怕我生气时，我的行为会很过分，会沉不住气，所以我给我自己定下一个承诺。这个承诺就叫“不论发生什么事，吵多大的架，我都不说分手。”这样我们能给彼此多些机会，在吵架过后修复我们的爱情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;可是有人就不干了。说我这样是死硬拖拉，没感觉了就分吧。她问我，我们的爱情到最后只剩下一个索然无味的承诺，有个屁用？我还是那套雨后有晴天。可惜，吵架时那耳朵总是特别固执。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;没了这个承诺做底线，言语自然就毫无肆忌起来，要斩断关心。爱，什么都不怕，就怕没了关心。人说关心则乱，那是因为爱。反之，没了关心，肯定是没有爱的了。所以我说，不用补救，不用修复，直接去他妈狗屁的爱情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;写爱情本不是我擅长的，我心思没那么细腻。但这经历我必须写下来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;长远的感情中，要是因为没感觉就得分，那我看我也生在一个破碎家庭中。我庆幸我父母都是成熟，有智慧的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;至白马王子的信徒们，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;这里是实实在在的现实，童话王国在另一个次元里，醒醒吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background: white; color: #222222; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 宋体;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/6768865508956072036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=6768865508956072036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/6768865508956072036'/><link 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/&gt;教游泳时问伟俊，他说他正忙着物理论文的东西，今晚没空跑。想到要独自征服那沉闷单调的十五公里，我双腿就开始发软了。独自跑十五公里意味着什么？假设我一小时半跑完，那就是一小时半的独自绕着冷清的夜间校园，在呼啸的冷风中穿梭，陪伴我的就只有我的呼吸声，偶尔经过的车辆，还有我每分钟170的步频。一小时半的噼啪噼啪，总共15300步。多么漫长的一个夜晚啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想找个借口随便搪塞，心里有过意不去。不跑嘛，也没什么别的事干。我看着的一篇邪恶兼黑色幽默十足的悬疑小说又刚好看完了，所以游泳课完了我回去吃片面包，穿上我跑步鞋，就开始征服那无聊的十五公里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和平时一样，一开始跑时总是有些别扭，无论是呼吸还是落脚，样样都在跟我作对，跑起来特别累特别喘，加上又是自己一个，没得聊聊天转移注意力。听音乐嘛，那又不是我的习惯。自恃清高的我觉得跑步时听音乐就好像嗑药那样，用外力来转移身体不适的注意力，靠的不是自己本身的精神耐力。而且跑步时听音乐挺危险的，音乐将你和身边的一切都隔离了，包括凶恶的野狗，失业的劫匪，丧心的强奸犯，酒驾的白痴等，天知道。总之我是不会冒那个险就对了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;挣扎了一阵，步伐开始顺畅起来。我便给自己定下一个目标，这十五公里我要用每公里6分钟以下的速度跑完。有了目标，我精神一振，开始加快脚步。冷冷的夜风在我耳边吼，给我速度很快的错觉。满脑子是那个目标，身心充满能量，就不觉得那么累了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了八公里多，体力渐渐不济。本来十分专注的头脑开始漂浮不定，这让整个过程更加的难熬。加上膝盖和下腹开始有点疼，要忍耐更是耗神耗力。最后我不得不把原本的十五公里目标改成十公里，最后五公里慢跑了事，总之路程总量十五公里就对了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好不容易熬过了前面的十公里，虽说十公里五十九分钟是个让我挺满意的成绩，可是想到后面还有五公里要熬，一点都开心不起来。出乎意料的是，后面那五公里慢跑反而比前面的还要享受。没了时间的限制，我开始欣赏路边的景色。夜间的校园就是有种宁静的美，这是我第三圈了，怎么我现在才注意到。或许之前太注重于追求速度，和时间拼命，没闲情欣赏路边的景色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;慢跑的当儿，忽然让我觉得跑步，其实就像人生。一开始的那个挣扎，象征着我们孩童时代，学着怎么生活，求学，待人处事。就像一开始那么的喘，那么的累。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;步伐顺畅后，象征我们的青年时代，充满着梦想目标，浑身干劲儿。朝着梦想前进，和时间比赛。却忘了聆听身边其他的事情，身体操坏了也浑然不觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后的慢跑，就是人生的尾声了。没体力了，节奏慢，却十分喜乐满足。时间不再重要，放慢了脚步，才能欣赏路边漂亮的风景。追逐的目标，无论有没有达到，在最后都被轻风带走，消散在寂静的夜晚中。剩下的就是那欣赏的路边景色的心境，还有时间依我步伐慢慢走的那份潇洒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;设下的目标，也和人生的目标一样。每个人都有自己的标准。我跑十五公里，写了个长篇大论。让那些优秀的跑步人看了，恐怕会笑掉牙，他们可是能够不停地跑个一百公里。同样的让那些足不出户的屌丝看了可能会觉得，我靠，十五公里，是人跑的吗？所以跑步的目标跟人生目标一样。你是怎样的人，就追求怎样的生活，我追求的生活，系于我是个怎样的人。你过你的，我过我的，半点也勉强不来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十四点七公里了，跑到回教堂外面，一位印裔中年男子大声为我加油。我挥手致谢，心里乐的不得了。跑步就像人生，我能不喜欢吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/4444170426283870523/comments/default' title='Post 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/&gt;我最初发现以音乐表达情绪然后影响身边的人时，已经到了我钢琴生涯的尾声。较早之前，弹琴只是弹出声音而已，完全没有表达到自己的想法和情绪。老师的要求更偏向精准的节拍，零失误的完美。我现在想了想不禁感叹，没有灵魂的音乐，说白了就只是衔接在一起的声波而已，零失误那又如何？某段期间，偶然发现弹琴时若是不照原来刻板的谱子弹，用自己的想法和情绪来诠释那首曲子，就算弹得一塌糊涂，过程还是十分享受。后来我又发现了，从演奏者散发出来的情绪能够影响到聆听着。演奏者心里平静安宁，听者的心也会慢慢被抚平，整间房间跳着同样频率的情绪，安详平静，那感觉真是美妙无比。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来我不弹琴了，可是我发现用言语也能达到一样的效果。这个技巧，我姑且称之为情绪投射(emotional projection)，是和一个人的说服力和影响力息息相关的。要运用这技巧，须得先感受他人所感受，经历他人所经历。再用恰当的字眼传递我们的心情，让他人心中跳着和我们心情一样的频率。但是，临阵磨枪在这里完全用不上。那些经历和感受都必须是平时的生活经历慢慢累积而成，单是亲身经历过还不够，还要把心情写照记下来。要用到时，才能亮出一个广泛的情绪数据库，然后对症下药，药到病除，大家从此快快乐乐的生活在一起。</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/3526443186604983400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=3526443186604983400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>下学期开始，我原来住的宿舍要变成全女生宿舍。大学里男女的比例越来越悬殊，现在已经接近七三了。今天早上开始收东西，要搬到阿庆那里的宿舍。就这样上上下下了好几趟，终于把东西搬完了。最后检查这有没有遗漏东西时，我在房里呆了一会儿。我在这间房间住了两年了。一直以来我跟大肥的东西都把整间房堆得满满的，现在看着空空的房间，知道这是我最后一次逗留在这里了，心中惆怅无比。这房间装着我们无数的回忆，一起打机，玩棋，谈天说地。我坐在床褥上，慢慢的装着这些回忆，然后全部带走。关上那扇房门的时候，我忍不住又再向里面望了一眼，一些很久没出现的回忆又浮上心头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在更早之前我也有过这样的一段经历。那时我十五岁，是有记忆以来第一次搬新家。最后一晚在老家时我也是伤心不已，我觉得关上老家的门，老家的回忆就找不回来了，我很珍惜在老家活出的那些回忆。可是在新家只住了一星期，对老家的思念烟消云散。我百思不解，我那时是多么不舍得老家，怎么那么不争气，才一星期就没感觉了。我跑去问老妈。老妈说，新家太舒服了，你住得很开心，很快乐，原本失去的东西被新的体验，新的情感给补上了。有时失去了一些东西，是福是祸还真的不知道呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前一晚我刚和杨捷他们一群人到Anjung去弹吉他唱歌。过后，杨捷问起我学音乐的陈年旧事。我说我本想念音乐系的，以前还小，不懂坚持追求梦想，在种种压力之下我放弃了。我关上了装着我音乐梦的那扇房门。当时的我正是十六岁的愤青，一气之下钢琴就五年没碰。我那时深信我的未来就和音乐有关，没音乐我就不能快乐。一提起这事儿我就特别气，好像梦想破灭，全世界的人都欠着我似的。可是在前一晚跟杨捷说时，我却异常平静，好像只是在叙述一个第三者的故事那样平淡。看来我现在的大学生活确实将我心中那块失望给补上了。用了五年，我终于释然了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我关上了老家的门，迎接我的是新家美好的回忆。关上了音乐梦的那扇门，迎接我的是我精彩的大学生活经历。百般不舍的关上我旧宿舍的门，我转身走向美丽的未来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-2537482966369860751</id><published>2014-06-25T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2014-06-25T16:27:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Life - Thomas Perry</title><content type='html'>I am going to review a book here, which is something I have not done before. It&#39;s titled &#39;Night Life&#39;, by Thomas Perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book has many things that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- First, a just nice volume, not too short. I dislike novel that is too short because they tends to have messy and unsettled endings. So this book has the right length, a couple of small plot development that attracts you but won&#39;t bored you up too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Second, it&#39;s a thriller. I like thrillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Third, the writer really had done some homework in homicides and criminal psychology. He wrote the murders in such details that it makes you sick. And the thoughts of the murderer are described based on real criminal psychology I think, because that&#39;s what I&#39;ll do if I am to murder someone. It&#39;s creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lastly, the story is logic. The characters appeared to be human, be it murderer or detective, they have flaws and emotion. Unlike other thrillers who tends to make their protagonist super-human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this book a lot, especially the criminal psychology part. Not many people can write like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/2537482966369860751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=2537482966369860751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/2537482966369860751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/2537482966369860751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/06/night-life-thomas-perry.html' title='Night Life - Thomas Perry'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-481252519101117281</id><published>2014-06-13T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2014-06-13T16:53:34.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生日。快乐</title><content type='html'>提起庆祝生日，我总提不起劲儿。帮别人庆祝还好，我自己本身不喜欢庆祝我的生日，也不喜欢别人帮我庆祝。我喜欢静静的过。跟几个好朋友吃顿晚饭，谈谈天，那就足矣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这关系到我本身的性格，我尤其不善社交，在派对等社交场合我显得格外僵硬与不自在。还有就是我一个不愉快的过去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我还未来USM读书之前的那个生日，我家人帮我庆祝。那时我小妹不知做了什么事，我看不过眼就讲了她两句。我父母本来就特别宠着小妹，处处护着她。到最后反而是我被他们说教起来。说我语气很重，说我只是个哥哥，没权那样说我妹妹。我当时就想，平时都没人说我小妹了，怎么我说两句就不行了?我本来就是个牛性子，不仅没让步还强调我父母这样宠着小妹以后没人收拾得了她了。看气氛越来越僵，我大妹赶紧点蜡烛唱生日歌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来怎样我不太记得了。我只知道我死命要我父母看清他们过于保护我小妹的事实。然后我们都火了，说了很多过分的话。我爸气不过就吼了一句，叫我滚。说我若觉得我很行就滚出家里。结果那年蛋糕我没吃，蜡烛伴着我们争吵而燃尽了。爸把蛋糕丢进垃圾桶，我气极了，碰的一声我甩上我的房门。当时我心想，我以后再也不要跟家人庆祝生日了，竟然在我生日请我走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来真的我如愿以偿了。我在外读书以后刚好生日时都不在家。现在想起当然知道我爸当时都在气头上，说的都是气话。他当然不是真的想要撵我走，可是我不要跟家人过生日的愿望却诡异般成真了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我跟家人的关系还挺好的，家人一直以来都在我心中占据一大片。这并不代表我们不曾争吵，只是在我生日时被我爸请走那倒是第一回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;通常我豁达的性格都不会让这些不愉快的旧事纠缠着我。我不擅长记事件，可是我擅长记情感。虽然我已几乎忘了这事，每当生日时，那情感还是会悄悄回来探望我。在派对里那浓郁的欢乐气氛才真的形成强烈的对比。这就是我不喜欢庆祝生日的原因，尤其是派对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天在泳池杨捷他们帮我庆生。我那僵硬的表情不小心让杨捷给留意到了，他说我不知道要笑还是要假装严肃的不知所措。哈哈，我什么大风大浪没见过，这么容易让我不知所措？Jacky应该没发现，他正玩得嗨。杨捷既然看到了其他人也应该看到了。所以为了不让别人把我看成一个负心薄义的人，我只好回忆一下当年发生的事，写出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我当然还是衷心感谢所有帮我庆祝生日的人，我的室友们，我的同系朋友们和救生队的朋友们。祝我生日快乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/481252519101117281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=481252519101117281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/481252519101117281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/481252519101117281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/06/blog-post_13.html' title='生日。快乐'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-6358331309563183966</id><published>2014-06-03T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2014-06-03T09:00:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>端午节快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;晚上十点。已经是读书周了。宿舍的人大多都回家了，少了他们的喧哗，这几天显得格外冷清。室友也回家了，今晚就我一个人在跟那该死的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Statistical Mechanics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;搏斗。难搞的科目遇上无能的教授真是令人头疼。再加上我窗外就是巴士站，一辆巴士就这么停了两小时了还不走。那引擎声快把我逼疯了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;电话响了，是我救生队的队长。他刚从家里回来，顺便给我带了个粽子，正在我楼下巴士站等我呢。我们离家很久的游子最感激莫过于传统节日朋友送来的食物了。昨晚我一中学好友才给我送粽子来，这些食物经常让我们想起和家人过节的时候，想必他也应该了解我的感受吧。我快步跑下楼，接过香喷喷的粽子，那该死的巴士看起来也可爱许多。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;吃着粽子，想着家里端午节时的情景。亲戚包的粽子，什么人包什么料，谁的最好吃，我默默在心中给它排名。以前端午节对我而言就吃粽子而已，包粽子那我可做不来，再也没有其他的意义了。什么屈原的那些知道就好，也没几次我吃粽子时是想到他的。今晚感觉特别不一样。端午节我还在吃粽子。可是不是跟我家人一起吃，吃的不是亲戚送来的粽子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;最后一次在家过端午节是两年前的事了，现在因为在外读书所以没得在家过。那以后毕业了我要是在外工作那岂不是也不能在家过？原来我们在家的日子只有短短的二十年，过后就要慢慢的离开了，像小鸟羽翼丰满之后将离开那样。队长的粽子很好吃，跟我的心情形成强烈的对比。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;我是个的流浪者，漂流到哪里都能适应。可是现在我想再厉害的流浪者也免疫不了这每逢佳节倍思亲的情感。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;粽子吃完了，巴士也走了。寂静的宿舍搞得我眼皮越来越沉。我将休战牌丢给了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Statistical Mechanics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;端午节快乐。今晚我不想屈原，我要好好想家一下。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: 宋体; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/6358331309563183966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=6358331309563183966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/6358331309563183966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/6358331309563183966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/06/blog-post.html' title='端午节快乐'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-7587071813864236233</id><published>2014-06-02T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2014-06-02T20:38:21.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether happiness can be felt without going through hardship. If a person is constantly happy, how can they know that they are happy because they never go through hardship? There will be no comparison for them to tell what is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we assume that is true, then could it be the bigger the hardship we&#39;ve been through, the happier we will be after it? For example, if I tried something real hard and pushes myself to the limit in doing so, tormenting and torturing both my mental and physical, I would feel so happy when I finally accomplished it. Compared to if I am slacking all the time, going easy with myself and the task, the satisfaction is not that rewarding after I accomplished it with ease and thus it is a no-big-deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we again assume that happiness comes with hardship, that they are intertwined and came&amp;nbsp;together&amp;nbsp;in packages, does that mean our life is made up of half happiness and half sadness? Because it is so obvious that when you&#39;ve been through this much hardship, you&#39;ll get this much happiness. If you don&#39;t go through hardship, then you gain nothing. So the summation of all these hardship and happiness leads to, Life = 1/2Happiness&amp;nbsp;+ 1/2Hardship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be the reason why we feel sad. We feel sad because we are seeking happiness. Since the happiness doesn&#39;t last forever, and because the human&#39;s greed can never be satisfied, we quickly seek new happiness and there goes endless hardships. Then the Buddha&#39;s way crosses my mind. He teaches us not to seek happiness. In fact he doesn&#39;t wants us to seek anything at all, to reduce our desires to the minimum. Then our soul may be in peace, it doesn&#39;t fluctuates with happiness and sadness all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the idea of a peaceful mind but I am just a normal stupid human being. I can&#39;t think like the enlighten one, or live like a monk. I need fuels to carry on with my life. And that fuel would be happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes me. Plunging into the vast and vicious sea of hardship. Swimming like a madman towards an island of happiness. After a brief stop on the island, there will be more seas for me to swim. But I do not feel tired when I swam. I know there will always be islands out there waiting for me to reach and although the stop is brief, it is still rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s the life of a fool. To the last syllable of recorded time, on it&#39;s way to dusty death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/feeds/7587071813864236233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4263853042314872171&amp;postID=7587071813864236233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7587071813864236233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4263853042314872171/posts/default/7587071813864236233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuqing-yuqing.blogspot.com/2014/06/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Yu Qing Lim</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/104820097034751146960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8u5b3KFhehg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAA5g/Y8qIAsdb6j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263853042314872171.post-2529362474768229387</id><published>2014-05-31T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-05-31T22:16:01.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>救生员</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;这学期的救生员课程终于结束了。这是我见过最好的一次。从教练&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;无私的付出和责任感&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;，到学生的热忱和努力，无疑都是最棒的。先说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Bronze Medallion&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot;&gt;的学生吧。这学期的学生数量明显增加，参加考试就有&lt;/span&gt;42&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot;&gt;人。在教练的影响下，这批学生显得格外有干劲和热忱，进步也很大。甚至还有些从学游泳开始，一学期里直接连救生员考试也挑了。这我都不确定我能不能做得到，我真的是服了他们了。但他们成就背后所付出的，所经历的艰辛不是我们能够想像的。我一直以为我们平时训练已经把自己逼得无比接近极限了。那天看了一位学生游泳游得快断气，吓了我们一大跳，也提醒了我们距离我们的极限还远着呢。付出总是有回报的，总算他们都通过考试了，成绩还挺不错的，至少没有做得乱七八糟。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot;&gt;其中最为可贵的还是考完试以后我们大家一起合影时那开心满足的气氛。这是我们之前没法体会的。还记得之前考试完累死了还要被教练骂，然后气鼓鼓的回家睡觉。一点也没有那种开心高昂的感觉。所以说我们这学期非常幸运，各方面都做得恰到好处，教练的热心，学生的付出，考官的鼓励，缺一不可。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31pSi7_ddQw/U4mdviaKwrI/AAAAAAAAA4c/iiuDhDkibi4/s1600/10336633_246671792202671_4288254535490457681_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-31pSi7_ddQw/U4mdviaKwrI/AAAAAAAAA4c/iiuDhDkibi4/s1600/10336633_246671792202671_4288254535490457681_n.jpg&quot; height=&quot;426&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; 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style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;再来就是我们的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Award of Merit and Distinction&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot;&gt;的课程，杨捷亲自出马指导，我充当副教练。当初把他请出山我可是耗了不少口舌。结果证明了这一切都没白费，我们携手创造了奇迹。七人报考救生员最高级实践型考试，整个考试过程如行云流水般顺畅，教练用心，学生有纪律，水平高超，当了三十几年的考官不得不给予我们他的极佳评语，说我们是他见过最好的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;当然学生的付出也不容忽视。我们这次的训练比起以往要辛苦得多，几乎是针对个人弱点而设计，没有一天不是把他们给折磨到半死的。有这次的成就也要他们能顶得住这样的魔鬼训练。因此，教练与学生双方面的付出是成功关键。我还记得有段时间他们表现开始下滑，杨捷着急得整日拉着我讨论训练计划。我当时还不当一回事，直到他跟我说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;“他们这么努力，要是还看不到成绩，那就是我们的错了。”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-unea2tO7DwI/U4mdwtNTS1I/AAAAAAAAA4k/KSMvRH9qsI8/s1600/1958206_783177328389701_6982960088317824569_n.jpg&quot; 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margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzOogIOtqyY/U4mdvp-GSuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/9O_u6zEmbeI/s1600/10388119_247516998784817_4268640505366788102_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzOogIOtqyY/U4mdvp-GSuI/AAAAAAAAA4U/9O_u6zEmbeI/s1600/10388119_247516998784817_4268640505366788102_n.jpg&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;就这样我们的目标越拉越高，才有我们今天的成就。高级救生员考试的学生们还背负着树立榜样的重任。在被我们教练折磨的当儿，他们也同样是其他初级考试学生的精神寄托。初级学生在很辛苦想要放弃的当儿，看一看被我们折磨的高级学生，忽然会觉得世界是如此的美好，训练也就不怎么辛苦了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;我以前认为参加这些救生员考试最辛苦了，交了学费还老是要受苦。现在当了教练才知道原来最大的挑战还是教学，费时费力还要看黑脸。当教练就好像走钢丝一样，一方面要保持训练素质的严格，一方面又不能过度辛苦以免打击学生的信心。我们就在这两大悬崖中步步为营的平衡了一个学期，其心理压力可想而知。所以我认为如果你真的感激你教练的付出，最好的回报就是自己也当一回教练，体会我们的感受。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;我衷心祝贺所有救生员学生，恭喜你们通过考试。我当然不希望会有什么意外发生在你们身上。但是我希望如果有一天发生意外时，你们能够更好的保护好自己，同时用你们的力量去保护你爱的人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;至当上总教练以来，我的人生就只有游泳游泳再游泳。我呆在泳池的时间平均要比去上课时间来得多，脑子里装的不是课业，而是这些零零碎碎的救生员训练课程。不搞这些事我翘课都挺厉害了，现在越是变本加厉。无奈，我原是没想要负起这些责任的。前阵子游泳或是当救生员都只是我的兴趣，到泳池去玩玩一下，然后收档回家，多逍遥自在啊。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;以前当救生员的心态是将它当成一个活动来看待，现在慢慢演变成一个责任了。以前我若做的不好，负起后果的是我自己。现在我要是教的不好，我学生的生命可能会在他们尝试救人中断送。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;责任重归重，有时我还是觉得挺舒服的。仔细一想，我至中学以来就已经养成了一个全心投入在团体活动的习惯。从以前的佛青和童军开始，我就已经开始学习怎么提升一个团体的整体素质。我知道我所花在活动上的时间，经历的一切艰辛都是值得的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;我的回酬就是精彩的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;人生那么短，世界那么精彩，我贪心得想体验完所有的一切。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;宁可做了后悔我也不要留白。课堂上学的知识很多都只是纸上谈兵，比起这些人事物的经历，尽显其不实用。在我们庸碌的生活里，只有这些包含了情感和友谊的经历才能证明我们曾经在这世间走过。所以我喜欢负起责任。我喜欢大家一起努力经营好一个团体，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;让那份热忱肆意燃烧，让我的付出鉴定我是谁。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;ZH-CN&quot; style=&quot;font-family: 宋体; font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk-y8zKLDdA/U4mcVfMm6NI/AAAAAAAAA38/93V2F2IOcn0/s1600/10376259_785441204829980_839691748400056610_n.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; 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