full of emptiness
flow nowhere and everywhere
bring in everything
Writing 101, Day 8: Reinvent the letter format
Dear grandma,
The time when I was born
You were sleeping deep in the dark dark night
When the very first sunrise of my life appears in the next few hours
You already got up to begin a hard day’s work
And then day by day
We breath the same air
But you do not know my existence
Until you stopped breath forever
Until you closed your eyes forever
You still do not know your whether your eldest son, my father
Life-or-death
I am the first child of my father, your eldest son
I guess he told you this big news from his heart
And he also told me that he will not leave me alone entire his life
Because he do not want the same pain occurred to me
The unspoken pain that he had been through all life’s long
That how a family is being separated apart
Dear grandma
The war that tears your family apart is over
You already sleeping deep in the starry starry night
I know your eldest son is waiting for the very first sunrise
The day that he will see you again
Writing 101, Day 7: Let social media inspire you
I agree with it. Education is a process as if it were an onion, systematically exploring its multiple facets.
There are two characteristics of most onions—multi-layered composition and irritation of the eyes of anyone handling them.
Each layer lends itself to peeling away to expose another layer underneath. Here, each layer could be seen as an unknown part which waits me to learn.
And the irritation of the eyes could be seen as I have learned something already.
By the peeling process, I could know the whole picture of the onion, brings a fulfilled feeling to me.
（ I am learning how to write in English well, thanks to the TPS:http://www.publishedscholar.com/e_paper/e_paper_c.php?SID=7, demonstrate a perfect example for me to express my idea of the onion.）
Writing 101, Day 6: The space to write
Outside my house, the tube is an excellent place to write, with a pen and a pocket notebook. Although there are usually crowded people around me, that is a special space and time totally belong to me, makes it the perfect place to write.
Inside my house, my cats always visit me when I write. Especially on the big rectangle desk in the living room, my cats walk by the laptop even step on the keyboard and then the screen show up some characters or numbers look like secret codes they want to hint me. When I use pen to write on papers, my cats handshake with my pen as if they have something to say.
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Writing 101, Day 5: Hook ’em with a quote
Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. / Oscar Wilde
Why cannot be yourself?
You don’t know who you are.
Where do you come from?
Where you are heading?
You don’t know who you are.
If tonight you will die,
What style and color will you wear after you got up in the morning?
What do you want for the last supper?
You don’t know who you are.
How will you do with your money and books?
Among those who already died, who you want to say sorry to?
Among those who still alive, who you want to say sorry to?
You don’t know who you are.
Until I know what’s the most valuable gift I leave to the world.
Writing 101, Day 4: A story in a single image
（Paralia Gerakas, Greece. Photo by Viktor Jakovlev）
On this island, only man can catch the fish by the tatala. Woman is forbidden to do this.
And only man can eat the dolphin fish. Woman is forbidden to eat this.
This May I know these things from a 69 years old man, who is Tao people on the island.
And I forgot to ask him: Do you think the sea is male or female?
* the island is the Orchid Island, one part of Taiwan（Republic of China, not People’s Republic of China）. The Tao people is the aboriginal people on the Orchid Island.
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Writing 101, Day 3: One-word inspiration – Hope
I have a white cat with left eye blue and right eye yellow.
I pretend I have a blue left eye and a yellow right eye.
Seeing through my blue eye, the sky and ocean show me an endless world;
Seeing through my yellow eye, the sunlight sparkling like a fire.
And that is hope.
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Writing 101,Day 2：Things I’ve Learned From Gardening
- Plants follow seasons, but also change the seasons.
- The ant shows incredible wisdom and a strong will to solve difficulties.
- It looks like dead, but just keep watering it day by day and it will show you a miracle.
- Diversity is natural. Even one plant but with two kinds of leaves, such as staghorn fern with fertile fronds and barren fronds.
- When we plant it in a pot, we take fully control of its life. It is our responsibility.
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Writing 101, Day 1: I write because . . .
I write because I want to know myself.
There are many thoughts and moods within me but I don’t know what exactly they look like and smells like and touched like.
What I write means what I think? I don’t know, also cannot be sure. But after I write it down, I will know it black or white, hot or cold, hard or soft. I will know if it is me or not.
When I look at the words written by my fingers, just like looking into a mirror, the guy in it is looking into my eyes.
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Skin
Skin
by treetotime
Underneath it, an unknown world goes around, a world with its own time zone. It is said that, from 11 at night to 1 in the morning, belong to the zooty gallbladder; from 5 to 7 in the evening, the rooty kidneys are on duty.
Underneath it, a mystery world goes around, a world with its own scenery. It is said that, “Chi” deliver the wind；blood is the river. But you cannot hear the violence of the wind, you cannot hear the tyrants of the river, the only sound you can hear is its silence.
Underneath it, a bounded world goes around, a world makes human’s world goes around.
Day 3（Oct.7, 2015）: skin（choose whatever meaning of “skin” speaks to you the most）, prose poetry （form）, internal rhyme（device）
〈皮膚〉
在它之下，運轉著一個未知的世界，一個有著自己的時區的世界。據說，從晚上十一點到凌晨一點，屬於華麗的膽囊；自傍晚五點到七點，是多根的腎值著班。
在它之下，運轉著一個神秘的世界，一個有著自己的風貌的世界。據說，「氣」運送著風；血就是河流。但你聽不到風的狂怒，你聽不到河的霸，唯一能夠聽到的聲音，是它的寂靜。
在它之下，運轉著一個被限制的世界，一個使得人類世界運轉的世界。
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