Dumpling festival.....

Dumpling festival...for most of the child they only remember how nice the taste of BA ZHANG especially home make.Haiz....actually i like tis festival the most except than CNY(angpao angpao all we love!)during i am still a kid becos i knw ah ma sure will make lots lots of BA ZHANG,cannot call BA ZHANG too because ah ma not only prepare BA ZHANG but also others various. Before the festival come, ah ma will be very busy,need to wake up very early,even before the sunrise(becos that time my family super poor,no car)to take bus to the market to buy all the ingredient and the only person who can become her maid is my cousin(i still remember i am very jealous tht time why ah ma jus bring cousin instead of me or why dun bring to together)o help her carry her stuff. Then ah ma sure will bought my favourite DRY LONGGAN for me everytimes she back(cos i will complain cousin got KEROPO or COLA ah ma bias wat wat to her purporsely make her cant breath to achieve my objective). That time i extremely hope i can grow up fast in order to go market with ah ma.Because i am still small on that time,i cant remember the recipe and the only thing i can do is help ah ma pack it(even the shape super ugly and all my cousins refuse to eat the ZHANG packed by me and forced me to eat all the ZHANG i packed myself!)i always complain to ah ma why jus teach oh gak(cousin name) how to make ZHANG,i also wan to learn!!BIAS BIAS!!ah ma sure will comfort me and promise will teach me when i grow bigger(till today i am big enuff ah ma not yet teach me...not yet..because no chance to..)...hahah tat time i really hate why don i can born earlier.During the festival, sure a lot relatives come my house cos every1 also knw ah ma sure will make ZHANG and will receive some. That time i damn damn hate the down stair mini market shop owner!!every year only this time this moment he will come visit ah ma somemore super greedy always take lots ZHANG away!Haiz...among so many different kind of ZHANG,i like ah ma BA ZHANG the most..the taste..its the taste of heaven..i always purposely ask ah ma make some special BA ZHANG(inside ah ma added extra ingredient wakaka!)and i packed different shape so that my evil cousins wont eat somemore added my name there~extreme big BA ZHANG!!wakaka....but all of all these only leave memories now...ah ma old d, i still remember the last time she make ZHANG is during my secondary sch peralihan..somemore she said she lazy but i requested it.now even how many ZHANG i tried from frens or bought it outside, still losing that kind of feel, how to describe le...the feels of heaven....the feels of ah ma....the feels of my childhood memories.Last time i went back sarawak(latest) ah ma cant even remember who am i, she seems weaker than previous...got 1 thing i very very mind till now and even rest of my life(it happen last year) ah ma always eat breakfast with me(cos no ppl wan to bring her out becos inconvenient of her legs) and she like the dim sum very much...everytime i go back sure bring her to eat breakfast, 1 day dim sum then another TAUFU CHAP(ah ma cant eat oily foods) then like that keep repeating. she will be very happy see i go back home cos she knw i gonna bring her to breakfast(everyday my mum tapao the same breakfast to her..WANTAN)every morning 7.00 sharp she will sit there and wait me to bring her out.1 day...i overselpt!!!i setted alarm!!i swear!but when i woke up its 11.30!!(i always go out till mid nite 2 or 3 o'clock only back,that night i drunk..)i rushed down stair and saw ah ma stil sitting there, i thought she should have eaten her lunch then watching tv there but my mum told me she have been waiting me there from 7.00 and my mum see i still sleeping tapaoed breakfast to her but she refused to eat even called her for lunch but ah ma repied:WAIT FOR AH SUI!!that time...i really hate myself,first time i so so fucking hate myself!!Since that day, i didnt sleep anymore at night(i knw i MAY cant wake up) wait till 7.00 bring ah ma go eat then back at 9.00 only sleep then till afternoon,everyday same...WHEN I AM STILL SMALL I HOPE I CAN GROW UP FAST, BUT WHEN I AM GROWED...I ONLY REALISED AH MA ALSO OLD ALREADY...Dumpling festival....i jealous who still got chance to eat ah ma dumpling...i jealous who big enuff to go market with ah ma....i jealous who big enuff to bring ah ma for a simple meal...i jealous who can afford to the cost to take care ah ma....i jealous who still got ah ma...树欲静而风不止，子欲养而亲不待....my pain forever.....

因为爱...我如此的坚定!

这个世界上有很多事情，你以为明天一定可以再继续做的，有很多人，你以为明天一定可以再见到面的，于是你暂时放下手，或者暂时转过身，你以为日子既然这样一天天地过来的，当然也应该这样一天天地过去。昨天，今天和明天应该是没什么不同的。但是，就会有那么一次，在你一放手一转身的那一刻有的事情就完全改变了。太阳落下去，而在它升起来以前，有些人，有些事，就从此和你诀别了。天真的微笑已经远去。 取而代之的是妩媚的外表与淡漠的心灵。 从天使堕落为妖精。在爱中逃离并迷失自己。 在的.不再 如果寂寞可以像蒲公英那樣，輕輕一吹就飛得好遠。那該多好！ 如果生活可以像放電影那樣，想放就放想停就停。那該多好！ 青春似糖甜到哀伤 所以我屈服 带着心里仅剩的自尊` 让自己任性一次 亲爱的 也许是因为爱的缘故 我如此的坚定!!

只為愛妳！！

女孩终于鼓起勇气对男孩说：“我们分手吧！” 　男孩问：“为什么？” 　女孩说：“倦了，就不需要理由了。” 　整整一个晚上，男孩只抽烟不说话。 　女孩的心也越来越凉：“连挽留都不会表达的情人，能给我什么快乐？” 　过了许久，男孩终于忍不住说：“要我怎么做你才肯留下来？” 　女孩慢慢地说：“有一个问题，如果你能答到我心里，我就留下来……问题是这样的，我非常喜欢悬崖上的一朵花，而你去摘的结果是百分之百的死亡，你会不会去摘给我？” 　男孩想了想说：“明天早晨告诉你答案好吗？” 　女孩的心顿时灰了下来。…… 　早晨醒来，男孩已经不在，只有一张写满字的纸压在温热的牛奶杯下。 　只看了第一行，女孩的心就凉透了：“亲爱的，我不会去摘。” 　不过，她还是耐着性子看了下去： “亲爱的，我不会去摘。但请容许我陈述不去摘的理由。 　你只会用电脑打字，却总把程序弄得一塌糊涂，然后对着键盘哭泣，我要留着手指给你整理程序； 　你出门总是忘记带钥匙，我要留着双脚跑回来给你开门； 　酷爱旅游的你，在自己的城市里都常常迷路，我要留着眼睛给你带路； 　每月（好朋友）光临时，你总是全身冰凉，还肚子疼，我要留着掌心温暖你的小腹； 　你不爱出门，我担心你会患上自闭症，我要留着嘴巴驱赶你的寂寞； 　我要好好活着，等你老了，给你修剪指甲，帮你拔掉让你懊恼的白发； 　拉着你的手，在海边享受美好的阳光和柔软的沙滩； 　告诉你一朵朵花的颜色，像你青春的脸…… 　所以，在我不能确定有人比我更爱你以前， 　我不想去摘那朵花……” 　女孩的泪滴在纸上。她抹净眼泪，继续往下看：“亲爱的，如果你已经看完了，而答案还让你满意的话，请你开门吧，我正站在门外，手里提着你最喜欢吃的鲜奶面包。” 　女孩拉开门，看见他的脸，紧张得像个孩子，把拿着面包的手在她眼前晃。她终于明白了，让她感到浪漫的那些花朵，不过是浮在生活表面的浅浅点缀，而在它们的下面的，才是我们真正的生活。

亲爱的宝贝，如果你能活着,一定记住我爱你……！

当抢救人员发现她的时候，她已经死了，是被垮塌下来的房子压的，透过那一堆废墟的的间隙可以看到她死亡的姿势，双膝跪着，整个上身向前匍匐着，双手扶着地支撑着身体，有些象古人行跪拜礼，只是身体被压的变形了，看上去有些诡异。救援人员从废墟的空隙伸手进去确认了她已经死亡，又在冲着废墟喊了几声，用撬棍在在砖头上敲了几下，里面没有任何回应。
当人群走到下一个建筑物的时候，救援队长忽然往回跑，边跑变喊“快过来”。他又来到她的尸体前，费力的把手伸进女人的身子底下摸索，他摸了几下高声的喊“有人，有个孩子 ，还活着”。
经过一番努力，人们小心的把挡着她的废墟清理开，在她的身体下面躺着她的孩子，包在一个红色带黄花的小被子里，大概有3、4个月大，因为母亲身体庇护着，他毫发未伤，抱出来的时候，他还安静的睡着，他熟睡的脸让所有在场的人感到很温暖。
随行的医生过来解开被子准备做些检查，发现有一部手机塞在被子里，医生下意识的看了下手机屏幕，发现屏幕上是一条已经写好的短信“亲爱的宝贝，如果你能活着，一定要记住我爱你”，看惯了生离死别的医生却在这一刻落泪了，手机传递着，每个看到短信的人都落泪了。

蒲公英的约定

不管是小时候还是长大后，都喜欢蒲公英。记得小时候的课本上这么写着：蒲公英对自己的孩子说，孩子，你们要学会自己飞翔，不要怕风吹，你们将会随风飘到远方，落下根，开出属于自己的花朵。
每当看见田野里的蒲公英，都是欣喜地跑上去，嘟起小嘴，使出最大的气，吹出呼呼的风，看着漫天飞舞的蒲公英，小嘴也开出一朵蒲公英。看见有蒲公英的地方，便跑向她们，助她们找到自己的归属。
吹蒲公英是一种乐趣，更是一种希望。当她们起舞的一刹那，我的梦想便随着她们一起飞扬，飞向天空，飞向远方。
孩子跟蒲公英之间有了一个小小的约定。孩子嘟起小嘴的那一刻，她耳语：请带着我的梦想飞到自己的天空，找到自己的落处，生根发芽，开出梦想的花。
于是，蒲公英满载着希望的种子，飞向天空的怀抱。
于是，世界洒满了孩子的希望和梦想。
于是，孩子等待着收获自己希望与梦想。她要用一生去收获遍布在世界的梦想与希望。