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刘翔退赛了。

刘翔，炎黄子孙的骄傲，为中华民族带出极大贡献的他，因为腿伤复发而无奈退赛。

‘孙海平教练发布会上泣不成声，他与刘翔情如父子：“刘翔今天到了准备活动场地，他一直在坚持，他一直在玩命。” ’

‘北京时间8月18日上午11点50分，披着红色战衣和蹬着黄色战靴的刘翔出现在110米栏起跑线上，但是在第一枪起跑之后，悲情地一幕发生了，刘翔在第一步迈出之后，右脚明显出现问题，在裁判示意有人抢跑之后，刘翔停了下来，然后无奈地将身上白色2号道标志摘下，踉跄地低着头走出了“ 鸟巢”。 ’

‘他讲了刘翔当天上午要做准备活动的时候伤病再次发作，现场有三个大夫在替刘翔进行伤势处理，最后实在没有办法了，用冷冻、喷雾，都没用，最后请体育医院的副院长进行按摩，给予刘翔最强的刺激，刘翔痛得浑身发抖，但还是没法撑起来。伤在最受力的地方，一撑就软下来，但是他始终在坚持。 ’

读到这里，泪水不禁充满盈眶，深深为刘翔，这位“民族英雄”叹息。自2004年雅典奥运，刘翔成为中国人的关注点，而这次2008年北京奥运，中国人也对刘翔有着极大的期望。然而，世事难料，刘翔腿伤复发，退赛了。众人舆论，有些说刘翔并不是真的腿伤… 但我愿意信他真的腿上复发了，毕竟准备了许久，到最后一刻却不能够完成自己的使命、任务… 这种感觉，这种的无奈，至少我能理解 – 加上众人的舆论纷纷，打击之大，可想而知。

不论表面的输赢成败，刘翔坚强不屈的精神，他最终是胜利了。虽然叹息不已，但他却为了中国人民敲了一个响铃 – 不能够再以成败论英雄了，再这么下去，中国始终不能够强盛…

刘翔，愿你继续向高处、向远处飞翔吧！

Reminiscent of WA

Upon my word, I will be back.

To the rolling green meadows, clear blue sky, and the wonderful sunsets… To the place where I can finally rest for a little while from my tasks, where I can reflect and remember, where I can recover, where I can draw inspirations… To the place where God’s wondrous creations of nature can soothe…

And cherish every memory.

I promise, I will be back. You have my word.

With Promises

Perhaps it is my memory, too strong – it pricks at my eyes, and I can only look back with regret… that I cannot go back. There is no going back. Things that have passed cannot be returned to the same state that it was. All we can do is to renew it, and improve on it; or leave it as it is, and recall the old times. Cherish – all that you have. Cherish – your friends. Cherish – your family. Cherish – love. Memories are bittersweet – you look back at the sweet past, but it is over, and it is bitter. Memories are painful – such pain and longing that you feel – to go back, to never end the best times… Memories… The past that you cannot have again, the present you cannot enjoy. The future that you cannot believe in. To remember, is painful. To forget, is impossible. And you can only look back. How many times have we thought that the past was better? Perhaps, dozens, hundreds… thousands? Perhaps… But memories fade with time, and all that we are left with is the present, and the future. We cannot go back. There is no going back. But there will be a time where Time ends, for that which has a beginning has an end. That is our future. To hold onto the future, and cherish the present. With promises, we look towards the future. With promises, we cherish the present. And with promises, we remember. With promises, we live on.

Live On

Well, I suppose we are to live on. With memories, no matter the bittersweet longing, with promises, no matter all the obstacles, with faith. To live on, to move on, to simply remember the past, but treasure the present, and hold on to the future. Of course, it will be difficult. Reminiscences can be painful, when your present seems to be a terrible, screwed-up situation, and the future is dark and unforseen – but they serve as a cold comfort to you, and you can bask in the alluring, yet non-existent world of memories. To live on, to remember, and yet be able to move on, we need courage. As Susan Pevensie moved on, she forgot – or simply decided it was too difficult to remember. And she lost her true self, because without Narnia, without her past, she would never have been what she was, before she had forgotten. To hold on too tightly onto memories would never enable improvement – to dwell too much on memories would drag you down. And yet, to forget and drown yourself in the present, would not be any better. Perhaps a way to intoxicate yourself, such that the pain of the longing for the past would be dulled. But you would lose yourself, to forget the past, to live merely for the present. Perhaps the future would drive you on. Perhaps, dreams, ambitions – future – would make you thrive, strive and drive you on for the better, brighter future. And yet to only see the future, and dream, would never suffice. No, faith, promises, courage and remembrance – to live on. To live with faith for the future, with faith to the past; to live with promises to live your dreams – to live your promises; to live with courage to face the past, the present and the future despite all the hardships and obstacles; and to live with remembrance – to live on, but not forget, to live on, but not merely move on.

And so we live on. With faith, with promises, with courage, and with remembrance.

Reminisces

This was terrible. >< This IS terrible. I don’t particularly know what has gotten over me, but – BUT – it is really terrible. I’m plagued by memories wherever I go. OH MUSIC, can’t you just do your job, and give me some calm, some tranquility instead of making me think of all those times in 6A’06? It isn’t any better that I just viewed Denise&Kailin’s blog which was updated the last in February 2007. And I saw the tags – and THEN all the memories came FLOODING back in. I hate this man. :X I really hate it. >< NOPE. I HATE IT. A LOT. VERY MUCH. Actually, I don’t. But it’s really not the best thing you could have. All the terrible MEMORIES. Okay fine – they are really lovely, nice memories that MAKE ME THINK I WANT TO GO BACK TO 2005-2006!!!!! I admit 2005 wasn’t exactly the best year, but I loved the Beijing trip. Tremendously. IT REALLY DOES NOT HELP TO KEEP ON LISTENING TO “细水长流” and by the way my computer is lagging A LOT. I feel like sleeping. Again. No, actually I don’t. I wish I’m at PCPS and in class listening to denglaoshi teaching. >< With Denise, with Zhiyi, with Edel, with Yujie, with Yueqi – with all our classmates. But it won’t happen. I wish it would. Happy wishing then, dear Yvonne. =.= NO NO NO NO NO – why is the song echoing all my thoughts?!?!?!?! And I can’t stop listening to it. And then – here it is the GRADUATION. >< I think memories affect me more than the present does. I loved it. A lot. OH WELL. Graduation is not a nice thing – but graduating from our darling NY might be. PCPS PCPS PCPS 6A’06 6A’06 6A’06 6A’06 Well, here’s your post. MEMORIES. BITTERSWEET MEMORIES. ==”