Joanna Wang – Let’s Start From Here

    
 

—Let’s Start From Here —

 

giving up
why should i
have come too far to forget
beautiful
just got lost
somewhere along the way
so much was missing when you went away

let’s start from here
lose the past
change our minds
we don’t need a finish line
let’s take this chance
don’t think to deep
all those promises we couldn’t seem to keep
I don’t care where we go
let’s start from here

standing here
face to face
a finger on your lips
don’t say a word
don’t make a sound
silence around us now
even when you were gone I felt you everywhere

let’s start from here
lose the past
change our minds
we don’t need a finish line
let’s take this chance don’t think to deep
all those promises we couldn’t seem to keep
I don’t care where we go
let’s start from here
let’s start from here

I’ve never been the one to open up
but you’ve always been the voice within
the only one for my cold heart

let’s start from here
lose the past
change our minds
we don’t need a finish line
let’s take this chance
don’t think to deep
and all those promises
let’s start from here
lose the past
change our minds
we don’t need a finish line
let’s take this chance don’t think to deep
all those promises we couldn’t seem to keep
I don’t care where we go
let’s start from here

let’s start from here
let’s start from here
let’s start from here
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NetBee MTV

我很喜歡西蒙&加芬克尔(Simon
& Garfunkel
)的歌.我特別使用Simon & Garfunkel’s song "The
Boxer"制成我的动感影集 MTV. 如果你也喜歡Simon & Garfunkel他們的歌,
我們一起為他們欢呼鼓掌.

 
The Boxer – Simon & Garfunkel
I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
When I left my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers
In the quiet of the railway station running scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know
Lie la lie …
Asking only workman’s wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers,
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Lie la lie …
Then I’m laying out my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone
Going home
Where the New York City winters aren’t bleeding me
Bleeding me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders
Of ev’ry glove that layed him down
Or cut him till he cried out
In his anger and his shame
"I am leaving, I am leaving"
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie …

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灿烂(璨爛)的人生 MTV

­仰望璨爛星河,靜聽汪峰所唱的「怒放的生命」,人生如此夫復何求.
 
 
曾经多少次跌倒在路上
曾经多少次折断过翅膀
如今我已不再感到彷徨
我想超越这平凡的生活
我想要怒放的生命
就象飞翔在辽阔的天空
就象穿行在无边的旷野
拥有挣脱一切的力量
曾经多少次失去了方向
曾经多少次扑灭了梦想
如今我已不再感到迷茫
我要让我的生命得到解放
我想要怒放的生命
就象飞翔在辽阔的天空
就象穿行在无边的旷野
拥有挣脱一切的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就象矗立在彩虹之颠
就象穿行璀璨的星河
拥有超越平凡的力量
曾经多少次失去了方向
曾经多少次破灭了梦想
如今我已不再感到迷茫
我要我的生命得到解放
我想要怒放的生命
就象飞翔在辽阔天空
就象穿行在无边的旷野
拥有挣脱一切的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就象矗立在彩虹之巅
就象穿行在璀璨的星河
拥有超越平凡的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就象飞翔在辽阔天空
就象穿行在无边的旷野
拥有挣脱一切的力量
我想要怒放的生命
就象矗立在彩虹之巅
就象穿行在璀璨的星河
拥有超越平凡的力量
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I Love You MTV

人生如有如此知己,夫復何求.
I love you, say we’re together baby, you and me
I can only give my life and show you all I am
in the breath I breathe
I will promise you my heart
and give you all you need if it takes some time
and if you tell me you don’t need me any more
that our love won’t last forever
I will ask you for a chance to try again …

 http://swf.51.com/netbee101/409957/51.swf

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差很大 (So much different)

差很大- 博君一笑

Only one fact for Tiger Wood  car accident but it has two completely different stories from police department and reporter.

美國高爾夫球名將老虎伍茲車禍事實只有一個,可是卻有二种不同報導.

 

[1]  The report from TMZ (TMZ 報導)

TMZ.com reported that a source said Nordegren (Woods’s wife) scratched Woods’ face after she went berserk over reports he was seeing another woman and chased him with a golf club, striking his vehicle as he ran from the home.

The Web site said the source talked to Woods after the smashup.

The crash came on the heels of reports in the National Enquirer and Star magazine that Woods had an affair with a New York nightclub hostess – who denied it last night to the Daily News

Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/sports/more_sports/2009/11/27/2009-11-27_tiger_crash.html#ixzz0YDkvBSLr

Translation:

伍茲是在和老婆吵架時被抓傷,之後他跳上休旅車落荒而逃,不料艾琳拿著高爾夫球桿一路追,在伍茲開車走人時揮桿猛擊車窗,伍茲可能就是因此分神,才導致車禍發生。

[2] The report from police department (警方報導)

The world’s No. 1 golfer was pulling out of his driveway at 2:25 a.m. when he double-bogeyed the getaway in his 2009 Cadillac Escalade, the Florida Highway Patrol said.

Wife Elin Nordegren heard the crash from inside the couple’s $2.4 million home and went to her spouse’s aid, police said.

Translation:

在2:25 a.m, 伍茲開車從私人車道出來,疏忽的碰撞通道, 伍茲老婆艾琳聽到撞擊聲後, 從2.4 百萬家奔出,發現伍茲被困車中,於是用高爾夫球桿打破後車窗,將他拉出來.

Conclusion (結論)

伍茲是在和老婆吵架落荒而逃. 就是因此分神,才導致車禍發生

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Brown-Nose (拍馬屁) vs. Being nice (友好)

人生如戲, 戲如人生. 拍馬屁古今中外皆然.

I have worked in US for many years, I noticed that brown-nose is also existing in western society instead of in Chinese society.

Brown-Nose

Brown nosing gets its name from a rather rude, even if appropriate, source. Kissing up or sucking up to a boss, especially in a very obvious and shallow manner, can also be called kissing the boss’ butt.

From URL http://www.randomhouse.com/wotd/index.pperl?date=19990723,  it describes more detailed information about Brown-Nose

Brown-nose noun and verb are both first attested in America in a military context in the late 1930s. However, parallel expressions are found centuries earlier. The common kiss (someone’s) ass ‘curry favor with someone in a degrading manner’ is recorded in the mid-eighteenth century–in Smollett, no less–and ass-kisser is also found in the eighteenth century.

Despite the scatological inspiration of the term brown-nose, it is not considered to be very vulgar or offensive. Some people, unaware or unsure of its origin, don’t consider it offensive at all, but at worst I would say that it is only mildly offensive. It is definitely slang, though, so may not be appropriate in many circumstances. See the following picture for the today’s  Brown-Nosing.

brown_nose_new1 

Except for the usage of Brown-Nose, people also use “Apple polisher” or “Flattery” for Chinese “拍馬屁”.

Being nice

Being nice is not difficult, but it needs some polishing for others to realize your effort. A smile on your face makes others smile also. A kind word to someone, or holding a door open to the person who is about to enter, is really easy to do, and in the long run will make you happy also.

Being nice instead of brown nosing will make us more attractive.

Cheer !!!

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Vincent (Starry Starry Night) Don McLean

   
 

—Vincent —

 
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul…
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen; they did not know how —
Perhaps they’ll listen now.

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen; they did not know how —
Perhaps they’ll listen now.

For they could not love you
But still, your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do —
But I could’ve told you, Vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.

Starry, Starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen; they’re not listening still —
Perhaps they never will…

 
 
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