Today is the last day of June, and I decide not to pay for several days of next month's net, plus, the zsu's shit net. So I guess this is the last time I come here before I come back from home after summer vacation, and I come here to say goodbye to everyone, especially, Chris, 'cause you know, he won't teach us any more.

   Let's say something about Chris first. I remember in the first class he just let us guess anything about him, and now, after a term, we do know something about him. He is handsome, at first. And he is funny, like what we guessed at the first class. Talking about working, he is conscientious. I remember once when the class was over, we several students was copying the PPT, he asked "how about this class, is it funny? are you interested in it?" immediately.

   So, I just want to say "thank you" to you, for the whole term's hard work. We really had a good time, and we also have get so much knowledge about Scotland, learning English, and so on.

   Thank U again, and wish U happy. Byebye~

By Samantha 04337016

A song for share

                        Don't Cry For Me Argentina

It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down that hill
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired
They are illusions
They're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer is here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don't cry for me Argentina......

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

Have I said too much? There's nothing more I can think out to say to you
But all you have to do is look at me to know that every word is true

A Short Passage written Even Longer Before

I am missing home again now. I do not know why. But actually the feeling comes off and on.

What stays in my mind is my father.

I know that Dad loves me simply but truly, just as most fathers love sons. Dad cares me by actions not words. I knew that when I was in middle school.

After I went to senior school far from my house, I became telling little to Dad. I would only make a phone call every other week, reporting that I was all right there and was doing find with daily matters including my lessons. And I thought that lessons were the things he cared about most. I did want to say something about my life and thought. But I did not know how to express those kinds of things. However, that was all right for both the father and the son.

Now, I am in SYSU in ZHU HAI, at the neighborhood of four hundred kilometers from my dad. What is more, I am now studying subjects that I can never know how to introduce to Dad. What I am doing now is touching kinds of things that he has not ever heard and seen, meeting people in my circle that none of them he has known, thinking different kinds of matters that may mean nothing to him. To his questions about my lessons, I do not how what I can tell except the scores and I do not know what my father gets from them. I want to explain that and the meaning of studying it the great university which I hold in my mind. However, I just find it so hard to even begin to say a single word. It is too complicated to explain that in the phone. But I did not go home in the year. Maybe those all come from generation gas between us. I am worried about that is it still all right for the father and the son to keep on going in the way? I wonder! No matter how, I hope Dad can understand me.

       Anyhow, I love my Dad.

An article written two months ago

                                 Dream and Reality

I am in low mood now. the May Day made no sense to me. Worse most, one of my friends have a trouble between her dream and the reality.

In senior school she is a dreamer thinking that she will be a biologist in future. Before the dream come true, she studied hard as to go to SYS University for the life science learning. Apart from this, she loves to be a businessman or rather just to be seller to sever her customers every single day so long as she can get enough money and she can travel all around the world when she wants. And she made a difficult choice that may influence her whole life. She chose the life science and I don’t know whether it’s a fortune for her that she came and started to study the subjects for her biologist dream.

Things like to go all that wrong. After trying every effort of her, most of the subjects made no sense for her. What’s more, she began to dislike most of the subjects and ever hate them! She suffers a lot when she had to do the experiment of zoology and chemistry and something like that. And she nearly struggled when we were in the Heishi Ding for the botany and when we were in the campus for the zoology this summer. However, no matter what she met when she studies life science, she still holds an unwavering faith that the most beautiful goods in the world are lives. But when she faces the ruthless reality and when she knows some of her old friends who love commerce as well got a plenty of experience of work, she regretted for choosing the dreamful but painful science as she said “I brought my dream to be a biologist to the university with me, but the university broke it!” One day, she told me “Thinking of the reality, I really want to leave here!” I teared in my heart and shouted “No”. Then she asked me what can she does that she really hates all the subjects. How can I answer this question? I think one of the most painful things in the world is you have to deal with the matters that you don’t want to at all. I want to suggest but I really find no suggestion in my mind. I want to offer help but what I can do. Life is unfair to her, a little girl!

What she does now is just keep on trying at the subjects and finding as many jobs as she can and endeavor to keep them both go well. Though suffering every minute of it, she determines to graduate from SYS University and learn psychology and sociology and economics by herself. Though a pretty girl, she is firm more than I can image.

      Wish fortune go with her everyday. Wish her get better soon. Wish her win her the goal!

                         Good-bye to Zhuhai

    As old saying goes, time goes as an arrow, I do not believe it before. But the fact that I will leave Zhuhai , in which I have stayed for two years, in three weeks, tell me silently the old saying is right for ever, time is always like an arrow.

      It is a truth that I do not like Zhuhai, which many people will never believe, because Zhuhai is a very beautiful city, here, there are all kinds of beautiful flowers, the traffic is very convenient, the air is clean, the sea is very charming, and the people are very friendly and kind-hearted, and so on. Of course, they are right, all the things before us are so beautiful. But I still have to tell you that I do not like Zhuhai, in the name of culture and art.

     There is no mature culture in Zhuhai, which result in no charming art. People here all live for life or other material things rather than culture or art, they just do not know that they have the duty to build an cultural and artistic Zhuhai, not just a clean or rich Zhuhai. Without a charming culture and art, a city is nothing. Just have a think, what will Beijing, Paris, London be like, if without a charming culture and art? Many people say that Zhuhai is a romantic city ,but I do not feel any romance here. If somebody disagree with it, and then can they show me something romantic that will stay in their heart and move them for ever?

      Zhuhai,I am sorry! But I just can not fool myself, I came here silently two years before, and I will leave you withuot a word in three weeks. But maybe I will forgive you in future, as you are still young.

    Good-bye, Zhuhai!