wowoo..It's long time no  playing basketball. Ioday I did it but the play is hard. a little bit tired.

 

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A busy week has been just passing by, and left the forgetable memory. Just share some in my mind.

 

Key Words:

Hong Kong Trade Developmnet Council,

Designers,

Supply Chain Firms,
Ragal Hotel,

Sasa & Body shop (For girls), ......................

 

 

 

 

Bus Stop 

 

 

 

Commercial ADs 

 

 

On Dec 3, 2005, I went to Yang Fang in Beijing, which is famous for its mutton pot meal and the military area in Beijing. I have been fond of the shooting games since I was Child. I remember I have lots of faked guns, pistols, riffles full of my childhood. Well, unfortunately, I have never touched the real ones until last Saturday. I really loved the icy feeling that the pipe gave, the smoky smell the bullet case bursted out all of a sudden and the Bang-Bang sound when the trigger was held back. that's my first time, well I believe it's not the last. Enjoy it.

 

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Today's Sunday, I heard the sound of the wind whistling out of the windows all the morning.  I thought the wind would have broken the door and windows,  come through the room and taken off the quilt under which I was comfortably lying. Full of the cold air, the gray walls were almost frozen.

 

That was the picture I saw when I woke up and opened my sleepy eyes. It was 12:10 at noon.

 

I got up and had lunch with one  Macdonad's double cheese burg. I don't like Beijing's winter, 'cause there's no snow, no ice, and no fresh cold air at all. I grew up in Harbin, the north most city in China where the winter is real, touchable and visible. Almost all the folk stories happen in the world of snow and ice. There I learned to be persistent, forbearing, and straight.  Comparing with Harbin's winter, the winter in beijing is boring. No special elements are inside, just like other seasons all around the year, too much boring.

 

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