My First Day of school

My first day of school.

 When darkness faded away.

When birdcall woke me up.

The new day started, as usual.

But I will never forget that day.

The day I first went to school…

 

It was a sunny day of the fall.

Everything seemed pleased and positive.

I fallowed my dad’s steps, jumped and sang happily.

Because I knew I will go to school.

Although it was just a kindergarten.

 

There were a lot of feelings in my heart.

I was curious, nervous and desired.

Looking at the elder guys playing on the ground.

Hoping I can join them.

 

Then I saw my first teacher in my life.

A young plump lady.

After a short introduction of each other, I had been a student of her.

 I let my dad go, tears had already in my eyes.

But I did not cry.

 

Class began. People sat on their own seat and chatted with each other.

Except me.

Things were the same at the break.

I watched them playing far away, hoping next class comes soon.

I was lonely, whole day.

 

“How was your school day?” dad asked me?

“great.” I answered.

 

 

What is Smartness

 

"It's better to be smarter than you appear than to appear smarter than you are."

What is Smartness?

 

Life is colorful.

Life is wonderful.

Life is huge.

Roles are different to each other, every one...

 

Every day I ask myself

What is my role, what should I be in my life?

Everyone has their own role.

Some people are lofty.

Some people are humble.

There is upper-class.

There is also lower- class.

What should I be?

                                                                                      

 



Smart?

Extremely, I want to be smart.

But what is a real smartness?

Is it knowledge or a good thinking?

I disagree...

I convince that it is "conceal your smartness".

 

 

                                                                                        

The highest trees in the forest would be destroyed first.
 

The smartest person in the group is always isolated.

Appearing smartness only gives you vanity.

Concealing smartness gives you a calm brain.

 

 









 

Being smarter than you appeared.

Though, the compliment got lost.

But the success get earned

Concealing smartness is an advanced knowledge

Concealing smartness is an advanced art.

     
      
     

     

 

 

      

        

The Oldest Person I Know

I like interviewing people who are very old, because I believe there must be some reason for their longevity. Fortunately, I do have some useful results, and most of them are acquired from my great grandfather--the oldest person I know.

He died at the age of 93, and I was 11 years old at that time, so I talked with him for several times when I visited my hometown on holidays. At first, I did not know why he was so longevous. He was an ordinary famer, and he spent all of his life making life. He worked a lot when he was young, and he used to smoke. There was no difference between him and any other person in our town, but only the age. I got confused.

    After a period of time, I found something interesting. He did not like oily food at all. He controlled his diet to vegetables and rice since meat was expensive at that time. And he was cautious about tiny things, like drinking water, going out to breathe fresh air and keeping himself clean. He took sugar in his packet all the time, and ate them very often. But I do not know if it is useful or not.

Psychologically, he hardly got annoyed.  He was not only the oldest person but also the kindest man in my family.  He was always happy.

     There is an important point I found: life as a famer is really simple and easy, so there was not many troubles around his life. He slept early and got up early, this habit of him never got changed in my mind.  And I think he got a lot of exercise by working in the farm. But the most important thing is, my great grandfather lived in a poor village, he never used computers and cell-phones or any other electronic devices. So there was no radiation around him. And the climate there is perfect. The less pollution there is, the healthier you will be.

     So you can see, I learned so much from my great grandfather about longevity. And I found things happen for a reason, such as being longevous.  I would follow some of these ways to make me healthy and happy. Hopefully longevous!

    Being longevous is a big project in the world. But I think if you keep exercising, being always happy and having a healthy lifestyle, being longvous is not hard.   And I will never forget my great grandfather, and his positive attitude as well as his healthy lifestyle.

I am a physical person.

I think I’m a physical person.

Here are some reasons.

 

Firstly, I love doing something exciting and funny, I don’t have too many interests in studying. So I don’t often sit down and keep working for a long time, I usually take a break after an one hour studying, and I walk around or just go out and wandering for a while. I think it is good for our body and brain.

Secondly, I like playing sports, especially basketball. I play it every day. It is a part of my life. And I also get exercises at PE class every day 2, I think it is much enough, because I often get exhausted after class.

Nevertheless, it is hard to me to be a sedentary person, because I’m kind of active, sitting for a long time seems hard to me. But I would rather be a physical person.