期中考试

真是不爽。压题永远是不明智的举动。下次不能再这样了！

一会儿去看病，看看发指的过敏有没有办法根治。

I wandered lonely as a cloud

is my favorite poem by English Romantic poets so far.

Have you ever beheld a daffodil with thy own eyes? Well, I have. When I living in the white house last spring, on my way to the campus on that little trail leading to the parking lot, grew the most beautiful daffodils. They were forever dancing in the wind, swaying their tiny bodies now and then, to the music of the beauteous season.

What is it like if "a host" of these lovely creatures are gathering at the bank of a lake?

Well, that's what Wordsworth saw and that's his muse of this equally lovely "I wandered lonely as a cloud."

再吼一声——喜欢这个的操作系统！

直接连着googlereader,我都要涕零了～～～

其实每天把泡在网上的时间用来跑步或者吃水果，我该多么健康啊～

Modern technology never fails to drag the healthy into the league of unhealthy by bonding their bodies and minds to the little screen that's always in front of them. How tragic!

Poor we~

博客控

我就是一个博客控。

写的有的想让人看有的不想让人看。新开一个，大家都不知道的，看见是缘分，看不见最好。