Recently

Recently, I have a two-week-off of my French class. Also the National holiday approaching, en, I’ll have near a month’s free time. Cool~

I came back to basket court: the first afternoon, I didn’t really find the basket; yet since the second, the Omnipotent had returned. Yesterday I intended to take a day’s rest, but finally I surrendered and ran to the court, u know, that was passion. Wearing small hiking boots, I felt my ancle uneasy sometimes. Yet that didn’t matter: in the last game, I got 8 points for my team out of 10, and when we were 7:9 behind, I scored, scored and scored. Wow. That was adrenalin. A secret I found about the last shot was: I got to believe in it and my teammates got to believe in me. If determined enough, everything came natraully. After that, I walked a long way home with a angry ankle and even got a cold, thanks to the frivolous weather in Qingdao. That didn’t matter. I was strong and felt recovered today, so ran to the court again. Ayh, that was passion.

At home I passed some movies I hadn’t had the time to see previously, mostly old ones. Trainspotting, 400 coupes, North by the Northwest, Doctor Zhivago. Even I found a very old version of Wuthering Height, seemed acted by Elizabeth Taylor. I was not sure cuz there wasn’t even director’s name. Anyway this Cathy was really beautiful or really Cathy enough.

I sent out a few letters and happened to realize that I hadn’t handly written for maybe a year? I didn’t know for sure. Oh, my poor Chinese calligraphy now. Come on, I’ll do it better in a few months. I mentioned in the letters that I watched a Daddy and Puppy jumping bricks on the sideway. In their eyes the yellow bricks and reb ones must have transformed into something else, let’s say, bonbons. Yet I loved chocolate~

Moved to say the dstrict around my house became so beautiful, especially the Red Wine Street, even a wine museum. Don’t when a few years back again, how will my hometown look like? Imagining~

And I suddenly felt love with Grey. Grey is graceful, isn’t it. Love is grey, no crimson, nor blue, and the sky, the season, the life.

Planning for a trip or a long hiking somewhere. Set out! It’s dying a little~

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