Lot of friends are coming with certain brilliant dreams to this city;
And at the same time, many friends are leaving with a tired heart.
For those who are coming I keep quiet, they should get idea about this city by their own experience;
And those who are leaving, they left me such kind of dialogue:
They said: this city is sick;
I asked: the sick one is this city or the people in this city?
They said: this city is unbelievable dirty;
I asked: the unbelievable dirty thing is this city o…Continue
Posted on February 12th, 2008 at 4:23pm — 10 Comments
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hey there! i am also a painter during few years ago. nice to meet you here. and why couldn't let us see your ture face? why you use Choi Huiming(Supper star in HK) to instead of your pict?
A poem came to mind while reading your profile. (My minor at university was English literature.) It is, "The Thought Fox" by Ted Hughes. It's a metaphor comparing a poet to a fox.
"I imagine this midnight moment's forest:
Something else is alive
Beside the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
Through the window I see no star:
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Across clearings, an eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Till, with a sudden sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed."
There is an interesting analysis of this poem at http://www.bangkokpost.com/education/site2005/ptmy3105.htm.
Anyway, I thought that might be of interst to you.
Thank you so much for all of your lovely comment, :-x
Only regret that I had moved to Holland few months before;
Shenzhen this city will be kind of memory that is getting further and further, further and further from me;
All the talking will be like the bee's noise rounding in my ears but it too, is getting lighter and lighter.........
I love this peaceful and quiet surrounding, pain my thought, pain my soul.....I'm not belong to shenzhen.......
Dear all, it is very difficult to me to get this website; if you are a very true person with a simple heart, please write me email: icey.flower@gmail.com
hello fox ... i like your name ... how are you today .... i have seen your are a painter i am also a painter during my free time ... i am a designer during my work time ... nice to meet you here ... do you have msn or skype ...
Hi Fox I wont ask you what you paint as everyone else has I see haha, by the way I love this city, it is one of the greatest, I have travelled to a lot of countries in Africa, Korea, Germany etc... I spent a month here last year and loved it so much I moved here 2 months ago with my son..
Hope we can chat on MSN keith.smit@hotmail.com
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"I imagine this midnight moment's forest:
Something else is alive
Beside the clock's loneliness
And this blank page where my fingers move.
Through the window I see no star:
Something more near
Though deeper within darkness
Is entering the loneliness:
Cold, delicately as the dark snow
A fox's nose touches twig, leaf;
Two eyes serve a movement, that now
And again now, and now, and now
Sets neat prints into the snow
Between trees, and warily a lame
Shadow lags by stump and in hollow
Of a body that is bold to come
Across clearings, an eye,
A widening deepening greenness,
Brilliantly, concentratedly,
Coming about its own business
Till, with a sudden sharp hot stink of fox
It enters the dark hole of the head.
The window is starless still; the clock ticks,
The page is printed."
There is an interesting analysis of this poem at http://www.bangkokpost.com/education/site2005/ptmy3105.htm.
Anyway, I thought that might be of interst to you.
And so it goes.
Thank you so much for all of your lovely comment, :-x
Only regret that I had moved to Holland few months before;
Shenzhen this city will be kind of memory that is getting further and further, further and further from me;
All the talking will be like the bee's noise rounding in my ears but it too, is getting lighter and lighter.........
I love this peaceful and quiet surrounding, pain my thought, pain my soul.....I'm not belong to shenzhen.......
Dear all, it is very difficult to me to get this website; if you are a very true person with a simple heart, please write me email: icey.flower@gmail.com
cheers.
RC
Hope we can chat on MSN keith.smit@hotmail.com
What do you paint? What is your Chinese name?
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