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He asked me how much i want to be paid. That of course was not an easy-dealt question having prepared before we went there, but a question needed our fully consideration if you want to tell the truth and to work for this boss. "Tell me the price, i don't care whether it is 200 or 500 per day; i could pay, only on the condition that you worth that price. You can help us, and you can make your price valuable. Then the price is no more a question." said he.

We all know the purpose of him, and i know the place i was in. Having experienced that frustrated interpretation last time, i knew what i needed at present was practice. Money to me was not a problem, either. How could i tell him? What should i say?

Tonight, i came up with an idea. I couldn't help doing my written interpretation without writing down the thought. Here is my answer, which i think is a relatively good respond.

"I think you could pay me 280RMB. This is not a high price as you see, but it is a price that i am equal to. Please listen to my reasons: though i have been to the Canton Fair once and done some interpretation job, i experienced little because i didn't need to sigh up a contract which i think is not that easy for a freshman. So i asked for 250 since you have to teach me a bit before i come to a profession. But i am clever, modesty and hard-working, i worth that plus 30 RMB. I am sure if you can give me this chance, definitely, i could ask for even more next time, like you said 500 RMB(laugh)"

Probably, it works..

Yesterday was my 22th birthday. My dear Ronggui and i spent a very wonderful time in Liuhua Lake Park in Guangzhou, a precious time that i think i will never forget during the rest of my life. All i want to say now is that, thank you, really; thanks for your company. It was so deeply rooted in my heart now that i have to record the memory down.

I like the way you hold my hand;
I like the honesty you show me;
I like the attention you pay to me;
I like the sureness you make me think;
I like the heartbeat when i look at the sunny smile you wear;
And i like the way you treat me from the beginning till now...

I haven't notice of having someone in the life could be so warm. No wonder for many decades people couldnot live without love. Actually i want to ask what is love? i think it is probably like the feeling in this picture:

What is birthday? It is not the day you come to this world, neither the presents you recieve from others, but the time you seldom have, the time you can do something out of routine; the time you can spend with someone you love, away from the chaos you are in all the while, and just enjoy yourself.

What a special birthday! Thank you for giving it to me...

I'm wondering whether there is another chance like this many years later, or at least next year. Since this is our last year in college, and it is natural that everything changes when we get out of school and enter the society, like girls becoming realistic, boys focusing on business, i don't think everything could be still, or at least remaining a little part of nowadays'. He seldom promises in that he knows that too. I myself long for everlasting, but if i am not so lucky to have, i still cherish the moment i once have. That's enough.:)

I forget which time that i accepted Zhang Chan's requirement to go to the barber's. And the fact was when she came to me and brought forward the promise i once made, i had no choice but just go, be her companion, at once.

She wanted to have her hair curled, and most of time that  was not an easy task that could be finished within an hour. So, during that long waiting period i was trying to find some fun, but all in vain. There was nothing good to read or even no one to talk to, for she was busy looking her hair style in the mirror, for fear the changes she was unacceptable in the future, so that my existence was invisible to her. However, i was so lucky that i found the barber who helped Zhang Chan was sooooooo attractive and TV-star like, especially the hero in program Sorry,i love you when he was sitting by the road. That was enough, for the rest of the day. I had no idea whether i was flushed when we looked into each one's eyes...OK..i just lost my mind totally...unbelievable...

We shouldn't say that those with good looks are bad in skill, because he, no.5, gave Zhang Chan a new look which makes her look like a princess. Beautiful~~~really~~my roommates all said so.

This day was worthy. Reasons were as followed:
1.i met a good barber and he was so nice
2.i made my promise come true; that is so important to me.
3.i saw Zhang Chan's change and it was the first time that i accompany her for something she  enormously cared.
4.i had a free meal

You all including the goalkeeper really did an excellent job! The tenacious spirit moved me totally...When every one cried for Arg. i noticed that Germany had won my support. It is a team that shows me what is called nobility in tranquility and calmness in the wave of heat.

That success brought me happiness and expectation, whereas the competition last night from 3:00 to 6:00am made me feel sorry and pitiful, for the lost of the single touch of the world cup after the past 16 years. 

They were shouting and screaming for the promotion of Italia and were so happy that they thought the whole room was filled with the people of the same kind...a little disgu'...

When some were high some others were curing their pains by themselves...

Ballack(巴拉克), Jens Lehmann(莱曼), coach Klinsmann(克林斯曼), Lahm and other members cried nearly at the same time and supporters not only inside the court but also outside couldn't control themselves and burst into tears.

This is from http://2006.sina.com.cn/ger/2006-07-05/130094260.shtml《多特蒙德火车站扬起悲歌 三个男人在地铁里抱头痛哭》

        悲伤的眼泪

　　威斯特法伦球场地铁站，一个父亲一个儿子，两人并排坐在最后一层台阶。没有说一句话，他们只是安静地坐在那里，低垂着脑袋，任由源源不断的人流从他们身边走过。

　　一名身披德国国旗的高大男子快步走到他们身边，轻轻地拍了拍那位父亲的肩膀，和他们坐在了一起。就这么简单的两个动作，一下子打开了眼闸，三个大男人开始哭了起来。他们的哭声，让整个地铁站的空气更加凝重，更加悲伤。

　　“德国已经16年没有夺得世界杯冠军了，我们是多么希望这次能够在本土捧起大力神杯。”在地铁站，一名德国男子对记者说，“但是，现在一切都已经结束了……”

　　不屈的歌声

　　不是所有德国人都只会用悲伤来对待失败。在多特蒙德火车站，一个场景让记者不得不对德国人的不屈肃然起敬。

　　由于正值散场高峰，多特蒙德火车站异常拥挤，尽管人流量非常大，整个氛围却安静得让人感到可怕。德国队输球了，德国球迷的兴致都不高，几乎都是面无表情地走向各个站台。

　　就在这个时候，正在自动售票机前排队买票的两个德国人突然开始大声歌唱。紧接着，在这两人的带动下，周围的德国球迷也跟着他们的节奏大声唱了起来，短短十秒钟，整个大厅立即充满所有人齐声高唱的“Deutscheland，Deutscheland”。

One of my friend said she concerned more about skills as regards playing football, looking down upon the usage of head simply due to their advantaged height. But isn't it one of the skill that not every tall guy has?? And she criticized the comparable worse flexibility of feet and competing policy, but in my mind, they were just doing fine.

Why must we be so rational and logical every time; and why couldn't we just enjoy ourselves when we watch a football game? I confess most of time i care too much about the result, and the team spirit, but not the skill. I am emotional as what she said, but so what?? Like is like, hatred is hatred, what you feel is what, there is no reason to analyze a thing at length, especially for a football match. 特拉姆瓦伊said, 足球是让人快乐的，何必自寻烦恼, so, don't be sad, even though your beloved team failed and just cherry up to enjoy the rest of them. As for Germany, i will back you up till forever!

More photos...

THIS IS BALLACK, MY FAVOURITE!!!  MORE:

 DEFEATED BY ITALY

HE IS THE ONE SHOCKED ME, NAMED LAHM~

COACH!!I LIKE

TWO EXCELLENT GOALKEEPERS!!卡恩LEFT 莱曼RIGHT!

Please notice the lyrics of the song, it shows how the feeling the about-to-leave sisters and brothers have during the graduation days. i guess you may sense the sadness, and some kind of incomplete feeling, so do i..

It is the third year, and it could be the last year for me to bid sisters and brothers' farewell, the undulating passion been growing stronger and stronger, for that i am still an outsider this time but an insider next time.

I hate watching them dressing bachelor clothes; i hate seeing them leaving school collectively; i hate the pensive feeling, for the reason that i could never see them again. Today the school is full of people, but tomorrow few people are left, those who go on their prevailing life having something right down inside their hearts missing...

Days ago in the deep night, i saw 5 brothers sitting together on the school playground. They chatted and chatted, drinking bears and eating socks, more, half naked; apparently they are close friends, even roommates for the past 4 years, because they were opening their minds to say something unfamiliar and seldom heard in daily lives. They pointed out the shortcomings and merits of each other, straightly. When one of them gave out the point of view that others are agreed with, they would alongside show more evidences. No offense however, all is merely for one purpose, the better development of each other.

The previous time i heard the crying "I Love You" from sisters and brothers was in the second year of college, this year equally i got the same massage but from elsewhere in building 13. Still moved. It sounds like a Chinese saying, 人之将死，其言也善, may be not so congenial but its feeling likewise. Why do we always hesitate to tell others the inside feelings of ourselves until the moment we have to depart? And why we are so amiable on the day we left? Why not show it earlier??

I still remember the first time sister Sammie talked to me cordially and told me how the life would be like for a student of senior, what i should pay attention to when i am in an interview, and it was the first time that i got the information from her that my smile is sweet. i am just so glad to meet her and know her, to have her being my sister.

Yesterday, she gave me some books about TEM-8, and suggestions on how to prepare for the exam. Then a little present, music box with letters "一帆风顺",  the very one that i want to say to you. For your future and your marriage...

And you say, whenever you have troubles, you can call me. Tell me your bothers and whatsoever. Do remember, i am always here by your side...

Someone said, the time they left the campus becomes a hot place, because various people are here, parents, deliverers, students, and teachers all are included. But in my opinion, the post-graduation day students' hearts will turn to be hollow even more. We will mist you sisters and brothers~~!

To comfort, we have a summer vacation after the exam and departure!

I was extremely serious about it in fact, i repeated again and again to make sure that i could say it fluently, remember every word every sentance and when it appeared the former sentance i could immediatly came out the next one, i even recorded it to check whether there was anything i could improve,i mean the poems, but what did i get?? i got nothing, oh no, yes, i got at least one thing, that is disappointment, to myself.

How could you be so nervous?? What the hell were you nervous of?? How could you keep on watching the paper?? You know, that will make you be more nervous and forgetfull~~~I was so regretful that i brougt it together with me, if not, i could just depend on myself, at least the teacher would not decrease my mark because of that looking on the paper~! But i felt much better, when i tore it into pieces...

Yesterday, i read a website on how to improve yourself through the events you have been through. It suggested us write down the thing on the left column, and gave the details about what you had done to it, and your feeling at that moment. The more detail the better. By doing it we can find the real shortcomings of ourselves. Not knowing whether it is feasible, i still  would rather to have a try, but not now, not this place, because i have no mood~~

OK..overcome it...be better next time. (Maybe i am a hope-addict guy, when everything goes bad i just choose hope...why not be a doer, say, read and watch something about it, then learn from it? i admit now...i am not a doer but a dreamer~)

Talking about this competition, i want to criticize three teachers here, one our counsellor, one a lesson's teacher, one i don't know may be one of the leaders of our college. Criticize what? For two, it's the responsibility they were supposed to take but they didn't or even took no notice of. For one, it's the attitude he should have towards students but not.

The counsellor haven't appeared until the moment we were about to sing in formal. And last night, we practised for the last time, he absented...maybe other leaders the same got angry of his deeds, they asked him to stay out of the group; all maybe.. But what's sure is that he didn't take part in the competition.

The normal teacher said, "The chorus is nothing, no need to care about it."(What a shock!) and one more, "it is you that important not me."(aren't you one of the member? how can you say that? chorus is not identical with solo; all that needed is the cooperation of all attendants!)

Especially this one followed: One day after we finished practicing in Yunshan Hall, also rainy outside, heavily and suddenly, the teacher asked to borrow an umbrella from one of our students. Notice here! Umbrellas were not enough, so two students needed one at least. When students responded they needed it too, do you know what he said? He said,"You can wait for the rain to stop."(God! Such a teacher!) then he added, "because i have something else to do."(But were we all free?? we all had things to do as you, teacher~~, even more!)

OK...just let it be, not all teachers are good. That's what i have known years ago. On the contrary, there is some teacher quite cute!

He is our college master. When it came to the break of practice, he would practice carefully by himself or when the compere sang for us to improve, he would learn like a child that first learns to speak. Yes, the appearance was just like a child

Finish.

Homework, homework~~~ Now it's your turn!(The biggest hill for a student--essays before the end of a semester.)

亲爱的儿子：
       今天是你的节日，但我为了能给你的未来多挣一元钱的学费，我不能陪你一起度过这个节日，我还得去上班。尽管你还在妈妈的怀里还没有出世，我也只能向你说声对不起。
       我想，当你能够上学的时候，我一定要你把你送往农村老家去，因为，在那里，虽然清贫，却能让你健康成长，远离都市中的冷漠和充满暴力的新闻。
       我这么做并不是我因为我对都市充满成见。我想给你讲几个理由，作为你成长的见证。作为父亲，我必须对你一生负责。
      我还是个儿童的时候，是这么度过六一的。我们那时没有看过电视，没有踢过足球。但我却获得了荣誉，懂得如何尊重老人，懂得如何帮助家人。
     我9岁才开始进学堂，不知道什么叫幼儿园。但我从9岁读一年级时，我就知道要努力读书，为我们家光宗耀祖。所以，我一直努力读书，并得到了老师的表扬，正是这种表扬，支撑我在我们那连路灯和公路都不通的地方竟然一直考进了大学，成为我们村上千户人家唯一一个考进大学的穷学生。
      记得读高中时，我还穿着补丁裤。我很自卑，因为全学校没有几个像我这样穿补丁裤子的。城里人很看不起我，都笑我。我那时候经常去挖百合卖填补一点学费，我的学费是父母靠卖菜一分一分的积攒钱。所以，那时候，我就发誓一定要考上大学，走进城市。
      最后我实现了自己的梦想，毕业后在城市里安家了。但我又即将成为房奴，必须为每个月的房贷而节衣缩食。
      我看见很多家长从孩子没开始出生的时候就进行胎教，但我却没这个本事也没时间给你也做胎教，我必须为全家人的生计而努力挣钱。希望你不要怪罪我。
      在现在的都市里，我觉得六一儿童节已经变味。我没办法向别人一样带着孩子去动物园游乐园里让你玩个高兴。我想把你送到农村进行改造，是想你在爷爷奶奶的身边学点农村人的朴素和憨厚。
      我不打算让你每天都能看上电视和进碟子店租影碟。我还不打算让你过早就掌握了电脑知识而经常去上网以及玩游戏。我是个自私的父亲，但我更是个负责的父亲。
      我是个传统的人，所以，我希望你也能从小就知道怎么爱惜和珍惜每一分钱。
      这个儿童节乃至以后好多的儿童节，我都不可能有很多好看好玩礼物给你，我只能每次给你写一封信，让你时刻懂得努力学习，懂得什么事情最后都得靠自己。
                                                                                              

                                                                        祝你健康成长
                                              你的父亲， 一个终生为你负责的父亲。
                                                                         2006。6。1

Yes, we are inescapably influenced by this world, money, power, reputation, allurements whatsoever. As a result, it's essential for us to know what is the correct way to lead our children, for the better development of themselves.

source: http://bbs.southcn.com/forum/index3.php?forumname=lingnanchaguan&job=view&topicid=189151

Nothing is constant, especially love; i really believe it, but i still hope against hope that, maybe one day i can meet a guy as what Robert Burns said--love "till a' the seas gang dry, and the rocks melt wi' the sun"(海枯石烂).

Promises, another variable thing--believe me, even though your love is going on smoothly at present, you should never forget the truthlessness of this matter. Don't believe those who say i will endeavor to make your happy, since your smile is so sweet, so attactive to me and if you smile i will smile too; don't believe words like i will hold your hand till we both become grey. Because, all of them are illusions, just words that may only satisfy you for a short period. When the love is never existed, the one who offered it would never remember those promises. Just like someone said, even though he himself wasn't sure whether he could achieve it. They are words only, don't take it seriously.

When i meet Ronggui, he made me feel like a princess at that earlier days; words were going to come to pass, and dreams would not be dreams. But now, it's like a mirror, forced to drop onto the ground, will never come back again. And now, i can only seek the warmth in dead letters:

the moment when i feel so hopeless you suddenly appear, give me a warm embrace, and tell me it will be okay...

you insist seeing me off to my hometown because you don't want me to be lonely during the actually short distance...

in the supermarket, you give me the only seat while you condescend to squat there...and when you finish, you help to make me cool... the feeling is so fantasty; have you noticed the envious glimpses conveyed from others?

when you know i am not feeling comfortable of sitting on the backseat, in fact i don't care since every bike is the same, but you install a soft seat one day later...

when we have a quarrel, i don't even want my water-card back. you inform me that a bottle of water is downstairs-- i fetch it for you; if you have time, you go and take it yourself...

when my old friend comes, you know how i feel, and you purposely buy me a bowl of porridge...warm, really...

too many......too many memories...but,

They all happened many months ago; and i know they will never happen again when we've been through those terrible days, especially the night when you send me this message, "神经！小心我不理你。" i was shocked then...

Some good friends did talk to me with good intention, "he is not fit for you; i am sure you can find someone much better than him." i denied, but gradually, i admit, at least, the part "he is not suit for me". 

I've written too many good sides of him, for one reason, i don't want to say evil of him, and i just want to keep them in case one day i forget all of his merits. I know, now, the situation is becoming bad, and no light is shining upon the relationship. What i have to do is to try to get through it...by myself..

and, no more tears.

ps, that song was what i kept on singing this morning, maybe reflecting my feelings.