My friends Peter likes tourism, whenever he is free he loves to travel around. He said that the pressure of work is big, travel to enable him to relax physically and mentally. He has been to Alaska, Xi’an, China, and other location. He likes photography, every place he would take a lot of photos, He will put these pictures on the Internet to share with friends,
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pccm/

He’s a very good photo shoot.

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I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Ysidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to raise money for youth at risk programs.

The last time I was there he introduced me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let Jack use my house. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses. As a result, the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted. When he was a senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do when he grew up.

Seasons In The Sun

Kian:

Goodbye to you my trusted friend

I have come to believe that a great teacher is a great ¹⁾artist and that there are as few as there are any other great artists. It might even be the greatest of the arts since the ²⁾medium is the human mind and spirit.

I shall speak only of my first teacher because ³⁾in addition to the other things, she brought discovery.

I think the album, The Piano Player, is quite interesting. It’s quite ¹⁾dynamic, we have the pure classical pieces, we have pop classical pieces, we have easy listening music of pieces of ²⁾Tonci Huljic and as well we have film music, so it like music for everybody, something for everybody.

By Bertrand Russell

Three passions, simple but ¹⁾overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and ²⁾unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, in a ³⁾wayward course, over a deep ocean of ⁴⁾anguish, reaching to the very ⁵⁾verge of despair.

Dear Seth,

You’re only three years old, and at this point in your life you can’t read, much less understand what I’m going to try to tell you in this letter. But I’ve been thinking a lot about the life that you have ahead of you, about my life so far as I reflect on what I’ve learned, and about my role as a dad in trying to prepare you for the trials that you will face in the coming years.

Years ago a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast. He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic，wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops. As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job，he received a steady stream of refusals.
Finally，a short，thin man，well past middle age，approached the farmer. “Are you a good farmhand?”the farmer asked him.

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Sound the Flute!

Now it’s mute.

Birds delight

Day and Night.

Nightingale

In the dale,

Lark in Sky

Merrily

Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.

Little Boy

Full of joy.

Little Girl

Sweet and small.

Cock does crow,

So do you.

Merry voice,

Infant noise,

Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year.

Little Lamb,

Here I am,

Come and lick

My white neck.