Phrase 1: Autumn again
Within a blink, i've been here for one year. Another autumn, not a single moment I'm not missing my homeland. She must be more tired, easier to cry but still hold on the defense. I dare not ask her about the democratic revolution knowing that she is protecting her most ill child from schizophrenia. This is her love, our culture, a whole nation waits for natural selection rather than putting him to lobectomy. Giving me a chance to relive, I prefer to be a psychiatrist rather than surgeon, or engineer.
Phrase 2: "Almost French" - "Total Chinese"
Waiting for the publishment of an "Almost French" love story starts in Amsterdam, I read something to kill time. Some collective scripts, written by a female Taiwanese author, witnessed the political and literature changes during last century in the tune of her personal love story. I wish I could be capable of sharing that in western language so that someone could understand why I drowned in tears.
Legend says, there's a kinda bird, no feet, has to keep flying to survive. The moment it touches the ground betokens the end of its life.
Everybody just asks him/herself "Am I like this bird? What's the real of me?".
Perhaps being a grounded human is better than incarnating into a lofty footless bird - my wish to people who make true and sincere of every single day.