The Higher You Live In, The Colder You Will Feel

Do you admire emperor? Of course you do, because an emperor owns a country, he can get evrything he wants, he lives so power life that evryone admires (except me). For me, I don’t admire him. I think it is unfortune for him to be an emperor.

My opinion is the higher you live in, the colder you will feel. An emperor must have few loyal friends. Why? Because they just awe him, but not love him. His power let them stay away from him. Under such condition, he must feel very cold in his deep heart. What a poor boy! He can’t hear what are normal people talking everyday. He must very lonely!

I don’t like such life!

Cater For My Boss? No, Thanks

Most of us are always pusuing a higher position, because this is the normal way to get more money. Under this ambition, some of us try to cater for our bosses by all kinds of means, hoping to get a promotion. Many people are good at catering for others, they have such talent, just like dogs are good at barking. They have the gift to change wrong to right if their bosses need. In their heads, justice is nonsense. The wish of their bosses is the only right thing in the world.

If you want me to do such thing, I suggest you kill me first, because it is harder than death for me. There is not the “cater” word in my blood. When I was a child, I did things following my heart and justice, I didn’t cater for anyone. Someone trys to persuade me to cater for others sometime, but I can’t manage it. I did try, but I couldn’t. My heart tells me it is wrong when I try to do like that.

I’d rather choose to live a poor life if living a rich like needs me to cater for others. If my boss lets me to say something to cater for him, I will quit my job immediately. This is me, I am always trying to be myself, the real me. In my mind, a real man should have his own mind and should express it out, what I am trying to say is he should always tell the truth, not lie.

I won’t make friends with those liars. They do not deserve me I think.

I Am Wondering What If I Live In A Primeval Forest

You know, sometimes I dream of living alone in a primeval forest, without huaman. I am the chief of wild animals. We live harmoniously, although sometimes I have to kill them to entertain my appetite, we still live together happily. I write my blog in a deep dark night (I doubt whether I can connect to internet, of course not, but never mind, I will write them in my notebook, publish them when I am out of forest if I can), I write how I know a new friend, his name is goat ( of course), we spent a wonderful afternoon together, something like this. It would be very interesting.

I know I am belonged to the grand nature, I am always sure about this, I am also sure I will go there one day. When I live in the primeval forest, time will mean nothing to me, and money will have nothing to do with me. I product foods for myself, I needn’t buy from others. If I am ill, I will stay in bed for several days, I am quite sure I will be fine in these days. After my recovery, I will spend a whole day on enjoying the shine of the sun. Then I will be strong again. I suppose I can eat many many food, maybe a whole goat (baked goat will be better). My appetite will be very large (I am not sure if this word is proper). I am melt with the nature. This must be a wonderful.

One day when I wake up from my dream I will be back to human world. You know, till now, I have stayed in the primeval forest for nearly 5 years, you can’t imagine it! I say HELLO to my parents, they can’t remember my sound anymore! Oh, my god! I will try my best to explain to them that I am their son. Of course they remember me in the end. The next day, I begin to tell my story to others, they are so amazing to hear my story. I don’t want to tell them again and again, so I post them in my blog, let my readers enjoy my unique experience.

I will finish my dream at that time.

I Wish I Could Always Smile To Life

When I chat with my sister from Vietnam via Skype using video chat mode, she always ask me “why are you always smiling?”. Am I? I ask. “yes, you are”, she says. Oh, yeah, I always keep smiling when I chat with others. This is my style. You know, I don’t want to make others feel upset talking with me so I keep smile, even if I am not in good condiction. My opinion is why let others share your pain, keep it in private.

You know something? If I pretend to smile, I can really feel happy if I do that. This is a good way to keep healthy right? So why not smile if you can?

You know, sometimes life is not so easy as you wish. Even more, it is a little hard. Under such condiction, what will you do? Smile? Cry? I’d rather choose smile. Smile to life, smile to pain, smile to everything! How short our lives are! For, I have only 75 years to live. So I think why not smile?

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