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  • On The last Day of School June 28,2011

    Wednesday, Jun 29, 2011 3:09AM / Standard Entry

    A quiet tension fills the room on this last day of school.
    I expected exuberance and rowdiness, but that came yesterday
    when there was still one day to go.
    Today the children are disturbingly subdued.
    I am embarrassed at my own emotions;
    I cannot look at the children directly.
    The room is so blank. Our desks are cleaned out.
    The last traces of the party have been swept away.
    The charts and posters are down for the summer.
    So now we sit quietly, too wrought even for songs and games,
    and we wait for the bus to come.
    I expect to see these children again, of course, but it won't be the same.
    They know it, and I know it.
    They will come around to see me, jealous of the new class,
    and I will look at a room of little strangers and miss the familiar faces.
    In time the strangers will become friends,
    But every class is different and special;
    no new group of children will ever take the place of the one leaving me today!

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  • The Last Day of School June 28, 2011

    Wednesday, Jun 29, 2011 3:03AM / Standard Entry

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  • Splendor in the Grass Classic movie 1961

    Monday, May 23, 2011 10:07AM / Standard Entry






    The film's title is taken from a line of William Wordsworth's poem "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood":
    What though the radiance which was once so bright
    Be now for ever taken from my sight,
    Though nothing can bring back the hour
    Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
    We will grieve not, rather find
    Strength in what remains behind...
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    We will grieve not, rather find

    Strength in what remains behind;

    In the primal sympathy

    Which having been must ever be;

    In the soothing thoughts that spring

    Out of human suffering;

    In the faith that looks through death,

    In years that bring the philosophic mind.

     

    This poem is a wistful goodbye, a recollection if you will. It is about our loss with time, how men age and loose their youthful outlook while nature remains the same. Nature will always be beautiful, it will always outshine anything we can create, it is forever and overwhelming. The grass will always look beautiful and sharp, the flowers brilliant in the sun, but as the years pass, you will not be the same person who looked on them once, no? You will have changed, to be wiser or poorer, in any way, and you will not be the same. You will not see the grass the same as you age, your vision dims, your mind falters, the sun brings sweat to your brow to quickly. Perhaps you cannot interpret it as you did in your youth, but it was you that changed.

     

     

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  • 愛是永恆 (Love is eternal) by 張學友 (Jacky Cheung)

    Thursday, Jul 1, 2010 12:58AM / Standard Entry

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  • 側田Justin Lo - 愛的習慣 2010

    Monday, Apr 26, 2010 10:18AM / Video


    Simply a beautiful song...

    Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=memejjfwYLM


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