我们这段关系，
是我要的开始，
握住这接力棒,
等待传达给妳，
努力朝向妳跑，
但之间的距离，
怎么越来越远？
坚持是我定下的承诺，
加油是我坚持的步伐，
相信是我加油的能量，
纯爱是我相信的后卫，
而妳是我纯爱的对象。
爱啊爱，
跑啊跑，
痛啊痛，
忍啊忍，
加了油，
努了力，
超了越，
受了伤，
也折了翼。
梦与希望旋绕着我，
我要努力地去争取，
但该左走还是右走？
把头往后仔细望望，
那段坎坷不平的路，
那些破碎了的梦想，
那些不必要的挣扎，
是把我塑造成坚强，
还是暗示我的无能？
妳，我很爱，
妳，我努力，
妳，我加油，
妳，我坚持，
妳，我折翼，
妳，我伤心，
妳，我失望，
妳，我流血，
妳，我放弃...
也是妳，我不配。
p/s: 尝试自己写诗，好难噢 =(
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Gold gold gold
He is same age as mine. He won a gold. He broke China's dream to sweep all the diving golds.
*jealoused* tsk tsk tsk... No la, admired. Same age, he is so cool, but I'm.. haha. T,T
Congratulation to him =)
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
What I'm sad about
It has been quite a long time since I last saw him. A lot had happened to him. All the hard times that he went through and going through, I could not help but to pay respect to him for his endurance. As he is struggling through the hardest time for him, I pray that our almighty God will continue to heal him.
As I reached grandmother's house, I was, as usual, surrounded by kids. The children circled around me, calling my name, some wanted me to carry them. Some pulled my fingers, could not wait to show me something new. I felt like a superstar surrounded by fans at that particular short moment. But this joyful instant just faded away. I knew what I wanted to do at there.
After I had my dinner, I asked my cousin to follow me into his room. I opened the door slowly, trying hard not to make extra noises that might interrupt him. Now the door is opened, and I saw an old person lying on a hospital bed, with eyes closed. I looked around. This room, which last time was his personal room, was a bit different. There were no those half-faded stuffs that belong to him. Now it looked more like a hospital room - the medical gadgets, tubes connected to a sucking machine to suck out the unwanted stuffs in his body, some clothes, a maid and her bed.
I stood there for some time. Stunned, or maybe recalling all the good old days that we had with each other. It took me some times to come back to the reality - the sad one. I moved closer to him.
In heart hoping that miracles would happen, I greeted him softly, "Grandpa, I'm back from Germany. How are you?"
Bloods were running into my brain. I wished so hard that he would open his mouth and talk to me. I waited with much anticipation. I waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Nothing happened. I turned around and looked at my cousin. He gave me a lifting-shoulder gesture, which means "oh well" to me. I turned back to look at my grandfather. I monitored him slowly, as the acids soured my heart. Finally, with sour heart, I stepped out the room.
After that I was outside at the living room, talking to relatives - about Germany, studies, relationship with Germans, people, God... Then my 6th Aunty, Aunt Jane called me, telling me that Grandpa woke up. I sprung up from the comfort couch I went into the room again.
This time he was there, with one eye opened while the other closed. Aunt Jane was standing beside his bed. I walked to stand beside her, and my cousin stood at the other side of mine. Aunt Jane then talked to Grandpa about me..
"Father, Qi Hao came back from Germany. He is here, paying you visit. Can you hear me?"
No respond.
"Father, you know this is Qi Hao or not? Still remember him?"
No respond.
The unclosed door now filled with the kids, who followed me without my own notice. They shouted together, "Grandpa, faster wake up!" I gave myself a weak smile. I like being kids; often they just think of what they want and what they wish, without being invaded by the cruel reality. I looked at their joyful faces. How little they have learned about the reality. The innocent heart, they have. Their harmonic voices were the battle-cry in my heart - it boosted my moral.
Aunt Jane then ask me, "why are you so quiet? Why don't you talk to him?"
I stunned. Slowly, I moved closer, and asked the same question, "Grandpa, how are you?"
This time, he turned around and looked at me. It was a miracle to me. Honestly, I was touched. His opened eye was looking straight at me. For some instant my mind told me he was not looking at me, "he is NOT looking at me", but the ceiling behind me. But I told myself, "whatever, he is NOW looking at me."
My heart was lifted high. He starred at me for quite some time. I returned by looking back into his weak eye, digging around every corner in the eye, searching for a word called "miracle". For quite a time when I thought I found the alphabets...
m-
i-
R-
A-
C-
L-
.
..
...
No, the "E" was lost. I could not believe at first. My sight wandered around his eyeball, looking for that little E - Energy, extraordinary, or every other words you could name. The E that might escape from my sight.
No, I forced myself to convince my stubborn brain. No. No. No.
The moment of despair, sadness. I don't know. I felt pain to see people who are close to me suffer. But what can I do other than believe in God and pray to him? I don't know. Seeing him lying on the bed, my heart bleeds. Seeing him motionless, I felt stoned. I was real sad. What disturbed me most was that his head skull which suppose to protect the brain was removed due to severe damage and fracture. I was thinking, what on earth that attackers were thinking? Sad.
**
Yesterday I was taking Keretapi Tanah Melayu (KTM) back from Midvalley to my aunt's place. My camera was nearly picked by a Malay. I didn't turn around and look at him, but I was definitely sure he is a Malay. My sister said should've wreck him. But it led me to a thought: To everyone, what is stealing is about?
Is it merely a law to scare people not to steal? Or it is a negative moral value? I wonder what those theives are thinking. I didn't turn around to scold him. I didn't want to shame him in front of the public. I didn't want him to repeat his act. I just hope he could understand.
Sigh, the mentality of people in western and eastern are different. Sad.
Vincent
As I reached grandmother's house, I was, as usual, surrounded by kids. The children circled around me, calling my name, some wanted me to carry them. Some pulled my fingers, could not wait to show me something new. I felt like a superstar surrounded by fans at that particular short moment. But this joyful instant just faded away. I knew what I wanted to do at there.
After I had my dinner, I asked my cousin to follow me into his room. I opened the door slowly, trying hard not to make extra noises that might interrupt him. Now the door is opened, and I saw an old person lying on a hospital bed, with eyes closed. I looked around. This room, which last time was his personal room, was a bit different. There were no those half-faded stuffs that belong to him. Now it looked more like a hospital room - the medical gadgets, tubes connected to a sucking machine to suck out the unwanted stuffs in his body, some clothes, a maid and her bed.
I stood there for some time. Stunned, or maybe recalling all the good old days that we had with each other. It took me some times to come back to the reality - the sad one. I moved closer to him.
In heart hoping that miracles would happen, I greeted him softly, "Grandpa, I'm back from Germany. How are you?"
Bloods were running into my brain. I wished so hard that he would open his mouth and talk to me. I waited with much anticipation. I waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Nothing happened. I turned around and looked at my cousin. He gave me a lifting-shoulder gesture, which means "oh well" to me. I turned back to look at my grandfather. I monitored him slowly, as the acids soured my heart. Finally, with sour heart, I stepped out the room.
After that I was outside at the living room, talking to relatives - about Germany, studies, relationship with Germans, people, God... Then my 6th Aunty, Aunt Jane called me, telling me that Grandpa woke up. I sprung up from the comfort couch I went into the room again.
This time he was there, with one eye opened while the other closed. Aunt Jane was standing beside his bed. I walked to stand beside her, and my cousin stood at the other side of mine. Aunt Jane then talked to Grandpa about me..
"Father, Qi Hao came back from Germany. He is here, paying you visit. Can you hear me?"
No respond.
"Father, you know this is Qi Hao or not? Still remember him?"
No respond.
The unclosed door now filled with the kids, who followed me without my own notice. They shouted together, "Grandpa, faster wake up!" I gave myself a weak smile. I like being kids; often they just think of what they want and what they wish, without being invaded by the cruel reality. I looked at their joyful faces. How little they have learned about the reality. The innocent heart, they have. Their harmonic voices were the battle-cry in my heart - it boosted my moral.
Aunt Jane then ask me, "why are you so quiet? Why don't you talk to him?"
I stunned. Slowly, I moved closer, and asked the same question, "Grandpa, how are you?"
This time, he turned around and looked at me. It was a miracle to me. Honestly, I was touched. His opened eye was looking straight at me. For some instant my mind told me he was not looking at me, "he is NOT looking at me", but the ceiling behind me. But I told myself, "whatever, he is NOW looking at me."
My heart was lifted high. He starred at me for quite some time. I returned by looking back into his weak eye, digging around every corner in the eye, searching for a word called "miracle". For quite a time when I thought I found the alphabets...
m-
i-
R-
A-
C-
L-
.
..
...
No, the "E" was lost. I could not believe at first. My sight wandered around his eyeball, looking for that little E - Energy, extraordinary, or every other words you could name. The E that might escape from my sight.
No, I forced myself to convince my stubborn brain. No. No. No.
The moment of despair, sadness. I don't know. I felt pain to see people who are close to me suffer. But what can I do other than believe in God and pray to him? I don't know. Seeing him lying on the bed, my heart bleeds. Seeing him motionless, I felt stoned. I was real sad. What disturbed me most was that his head skull which suppose to protect the brain was removed due to severe damage and fracture. I was thinking, what on earth that attackers were thinking? Sad.
**
Yesterday I was taking Keretapi Tanah Melayu (KTM) back from Midvalley to my aunt's place. My camera was nearly picked by a Malay. I didn't turn around and look at him, but I was definitely sure he is a Malay. My sister said should've wreck him. But it led me to a thought: To everyone, what is stealing is about?
Is it merely a law to scare people not to steal? Or it is a negative moral value? I wonder what those theives are thinking. I didn't turn around to scold him. I didn't want to shame him in front of the public. I didn't want him to repeat his act. I just hope he could understand.
Sigh, the mentality of people in western and eastern are different. Sad.
Vincent
Sunday, August 17, 2008
When it comes..
The time ticks,
so comes it finally,
when I bid the temporal goodbye to Germany,
back to the land where I came from,
to the soil where the dreams were formed.
To the place where I once smiled, I'll go.
To the place where I once had my biggest laugh, I'll go.
To the place where I once felt joyful, I'll go.
To the place where I once fall, I'll go.
To the place where I first met you, I'll go.
It's just that, it, you and me are not the same anymore.
You are no longer there.
It is no longer present.
I am no longer to see them.
It's a pain to think,
when things just when pass by myself,
when our shoulder slice through each other,
when we once had the same dream,
when we once had the same interest,
when you once told me I'm your best friend ever.
It's also when I really said, I'm honored to have a best and wonderful friend like you.
Jacky, all the best in your future undertakings.
It's also pain to recall,
the sweets I had there,
the pains I had there,
the scars I had there,
the memories I had there,
the roses I had blossomed there,
the seeds I had sown there,
yet, there will be the place where I will go, back.
I want to see them to grow.
I want to forget the impossible-to-happen of the rotting flower petals.
I'm going back. But I know the feeling is no longer as how I felt in the past. I know that most of the people that I met last time is no longer there. I know that it, you and me are no longer the same. I know, in my mind, I start to think of me and myself after I come back to this battlefield.
It's hard, ok. It's hard.
But I know he will always be there for me. I know everything is what he want to learn from. I know I have a great savior in me. I know all I need is faith in him. I know he has made me perfect.
4 slings and 5 stones used by David to defeat the Goliath. I will remember.
But until then, it is a worry after this. I'll not let it bothers me. For I have this faith that God is living in me.
Medication complete, time to strive hard, time to move on, but most importantly, time to say "YES LORD!"
"I am ready to do your purpose for me."
Vincent
p/s: Mixed up, random thoughts.
so comes it finally,
when I bid the temporal goodbye to Germany,
back to the land where I came from,
to the soil where the dreams were formed.
To the place where I once smiled, I'll go.
To the place where I once had my biggest laugh, I'll go.
To the place where I once felt joyful, I'll go.
To the place where I once fall, I'll go.
To the place where I first met you, I'll go.
It's just that, it, you and me are not the same anymore.
You are no longer there.
It is no longer present.
I am no longer to see them.
It's a pain to think,
when things just when pass by myself,
when our shoulder slice through each other,
when we once had the same dream,
when we once had the same interest,
when you once told me I'm your best friend ever.
It's also when I really said, I'm honored to have a best and wonderful friend like you.
Jacky, all the best in your future undertakings.
It's also pain to recall,
the sweets I had there,
the pains I had there,
the scars I had there,
the memories I had there,
the roses I had blossomed there,
the seeds I had sown there,
yet, there will be the place where I will go, back.
I want to see them to grow.
I want to forget the impossible-to-happen of the rotting flower petals.
I'm going back. But I know the feeling is no longer as how I felt in the past. I know that most of the people that I met last time is no longer there. I know that it, you and me are no longer the same. I know, in my mind, I start to think of me and myself after I come back to this battlefield.
It's hard, ok. It's hard.
But I know he will always be there for me. I know everything is what he want to learn from. I know I have a great savior in me. I know all I need is faith in him. I know he has made me perfect.
4 slings and 5 stones used by David to defeat the Goliath. I will remember.
But until then, it is a worry after this. I'll not let it bothers me. For I have this faith that God is living in me.
Medication complete, time to strive hard, time to move on, but most importantly, time to say "YES LORD!"
"I am ready to do your purpose for me."
Vincent
p/s: Mixed up, random thoughts.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Pictures updates
Alright, time for some pictures update. After so long while no update pictures, haha. Don't think my blog is only about my emo-ness:
..::08082008 HN Grillen (HN=Heilbronn, Grillen= BBQ)::..
This is another pretty girl =)
Berdua-duaan *winks*
Jay Chouames =)
Artistic attempt v1.1: Dip deep
Smoke screen v1.1~
Smoke screen v1.2=Successful not
Leng Luis(Lef to Right): Lay Sean (Europameisterin), Li Jie, Chia Ni
ALG6 cameramangod = Tuan
Poking the 20++kg (believe me!) watermelon
Me and my old favorite 晴天, or my new 彩虹?
This is a short clip of the BBQ scene
They are just cute, no?
I want to carry my kids this way too~
Artistic v1.2: Behind the shade
..::23072008 My Birthday::..
My birthday cake. Notice something? =P
Wish wish wish. Sorry la, this shirt again. Promise to buy more clothes, ok?
Happy Birthday to me | Gembira burung untuk aku | 祝我鸟日快乐
My own birthday cakeice-cream on 00:00h 23072008 (GMT+1)
..:: Random ::..
That day SS (Syiok Sendiri) watched FF VII: Advent Children and decide to draw.
This is the original scene. Ermm, credits to the original editor/owner. I downloaded without permission I guess.
I can draw nice pictures, right?
Don't say my blog no pictures anymore now.
Waiting for those D-SLR-ers to finish their work on the raw pictures.
More pictures here:
1. 88ultimatepichu88
2. Tuan's Brokenlickz
3. Wee Nien's Facebook photo album
(the rest, still tracing the camera owners)
Vincent
..::08082008 HN Grillen (HN=Heilbronn, Grillen= BBQ)::..
This is another pretty girl =)
Berdua-duaan *winks*No la, both of them already got girlfriend.
J
Artistic attempt v1.1: Dip deep No editing made, but this picture looks nice~
Smoke screen v1.1~
Smoke screen v1.2=Successful not
Leng Luis(Lef to Right): Lay Sean (Europameisterin), Li Jie, Chia Ni
ALG6 cameraHe owns a lot of cool D-SLR camera gadgets @,@
Poking the 20++kg (believe me!) watermelon
Me and my old favorite 晴天, or my new 彩虹?This is a short clip of the BBQ scene
..:: Schönen Sonntag 02082008::..
They are just cute, no?
I want to carry my kids this way too~If I have la. He must be very handsome, like father like son =)
Artistic v1.2: Behind the shadePeople said this way of image shooting will damage the camera lens. But it looks nice, no?
My birthday cake. Notice something? =P
Wish wish wish. Sorry la, this shirt again. Promise to buy more clothes, ok?
Happy Birt
My own birthday ..:: Random ::..
That day SS (Syiok Sendiri) watched FF VII: Advent Children and decide to draw.
This is the original scene. Ermm, credits to the original editor/owner. I downloaded without permission I guess.Don't say my blog no pictures anymore now.
Waiting for those D-SLR-ers to finish their work on the raw pictures.
More pictures here:
1. 88ultimatepichu88
2. Tuan's Brokenlickz
3. Wee Nien's Facebook photo album
(the rest, still tracing the camera owners)
Vincent
Saturday, August 09, 2008
千山万水
千山万水
作曲：周杰伦
作词：方文山
Verse 1:
Pre-chorus:
做好准备 这一回
Chorus:
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的汗水
Verse 2:
Chorus:
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的汗水
Chorus:
作曲：周杰伦
作词：方文山
Verse 1:
千山万水 无数黑夜
等一轮明月
梦的边陲 风吹不灭
从不感疲惫
Verse 2:
Verse 2:
东方无愧 第一是谁
让我们追求完美
我态度坚决 面朝北
平地一声雷
Pre-chorus:
做好准备 这一回
起跑后绝不撤退
痛快一起努力的感觉
我们拥有同样的机会
Chorus:
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的汗水
你我同个世界 爱从中穿越
梦与希望在飞 我向前去追
有目标就不累 等着我超越
Verse 2:
东方无愧 第一是谁
让我们追求完美
让我们追求完美
我态度坚决 面朝北
平地一声雷
平地一声雷
Pre-Chorus:
做好准备 这一回
做好准备 这一回
起跑后绝不撤退
痛快一起努力的感觉
我们拥有同样的机会
Chorus:
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的汗水
你我同个世界 爱从中穿越
梦与希望在飞 我向前去追
有目标就不累 等着我超越
Chorus:
哦... 等着我超越 等着我超越一切
(梦想挟带眼泪) (咸咸的汗水)
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的那汗水 你我同个世界 爱从中穿越
(你我同个世界) (爱从中穿越)
(梦想挟带眼泪) (咸咸的汗水)
梦想挟带眼泪 咸咸的那汗水 你我同个世界 爱从中穿越
(你我同个世界) (爱从中穿越)
梦希望在飞 我向前去追
(梦与希望 在飞 我向前去追)
有目标就不累 等着我超越
远远抛开一切 过千山万水
Friday, August 08, 2008
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