昨天健身完后第一次去德国的sauna，突见木板墙上的挂牌上书：Babeque Verboten(禁止烧烤)，晕菜～～～

 

　　这周买好了回国的机票，7月19号回上海，还有两个月就回家了！！国内的朋友们，I miss you all～～

     One year before, I dreamed of going to study in Holland. It turned out the university Groningen had offered me full scholarship, nevertheless, I joined QEM at last. Actually I chose Holland just because of elegant tulips and antiquated windmill, at that time I was still puerile. This weekend I hope I would feel fulfilled after seeing all these stuff I missed.

     Yes, I was correct, it is a place I really adore. Spring arrives in all its glory in keukenhof garden, which is brimming with flowering tulips, hyacinths and a lot of other bulbs whose name I never heard. This is totally a feast for my tiring eyes and heart. When I saw the windmill in the garden, I ran upstairs immediately. This was the first time I stood on a windmill, surrounded by resistless fragrance and appreciated this amazing picture of the field of tulips. That moment, just as William Blake wrote in his famous poem,

                               To see a world in a grain of sand,
                               And a heaven in a wild flower,
                               Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
                               And eternity in an hour

I felt so relaxed and satisfied.

    There are a lot of things I missed, mais...life is always unpredictable. I turned down the opportunity to study in Holland, but I believe I gain more joining present programme, and actully it is.

    Next destination is Hague, My friends and I spent for only one and a half hour walking along the beach. Beach is such a special place that give you romantic and peace. I clearly remembered last summer I was walking along the beach with my ex-boyfriend in Malaysia. Sun shined to his pure and crystal heart, then reflected to my eyes.  (At all times I don't wanna to mention him in my blog because I just wanna to store him deeply in my heart. He used to be part of my life, and my definition of blog is just sth to reflect myself, I don't like to publish my own business). Now he was not with me anymore. Did I really feel lost? Sometimes I really dont know what I'm thinking about, everything seems clear at first, but suddenly in a mass......Anyhow, the poem I put in my blog on Valentine's day is the best sweet-letter I have ever received.

      First time in Holland is in spring, I enjoyed this ultimate spring feeling. But the spring here, in Deutschland, is also wonderful...

     (Thanks for all the friends that care about me these days.)