Hej Sweden

I finally got the reply letter from Sweden. It is cool for me. Actually I think Northern Europe is also a good place for me learning something. And I have thought spending my time in Norway, Finland and Sweden separately. If so, the distance learning course would be a good choice to consider. Don't ask me why spend much time on Northern Europe. I think I am unfair to distribute my life on different culture. 10-15 years are for Europe, 5 years for Africa, 5 years for Arab countries, 5 years for South America, and I will also spend another 5 years to know Asia and Pacific Ocean culture. Learning is my grain of spirit. In this way, maybe one day I leave the earth, I would not feel regret that I waste my time.
And I suddenly found that I never paint monkey on the envelop, but my city has many monkeys which live in our small mountain. In addition, I printed the photo of Habbiton hometown for her. I hope my letter would not be boring to read.

Summer Card

This month is a busy month for kindergarten. Because most kids graduate in this month. I have to assist something, so I delay many letters. I am so sorry for my pen pals.
I don't know what is the summer fruit for other countries. Maybe strawberry is summer fruit for Germany? Anyway, strawberry is winter fruit in Taiwan. So in summer, our people would think of two kind of fruits, watermelon and mango. Though our summer is hot, typhoons would bring lots of rain. You know rain makes fruits washy and sweet.

And I think it would be interesting to make a watermelon card for my dutch pen pal, she would stay in Finland for a long time since summer. When she gets my card, she could decorate her desk and think of my sweet greeting. And our people usually drink a cup of watermelon juice or watermelon milk. It tastes really sweet without sugar.

And this time I am sorry I still not finish the letter for her. Please wait for me and forgive me.

Tired body

I got a busy month and something I need to decide and tell my parents my answer. About my future, I have thought for a long time. And actually I don't need extreme life. My father, a person I seldom mention, because he gave me extreme memory. He is a good person from the point of his personality, but he and my mom are like a scale which pursues the balance all the time. Every time foreigners ask me about the views of marriage, I would not consider to have a marriage and let me in pain. Since I observe foreign culture, my thought is really strange, but I think most of our people can understand my feeling. Anyway, I am unhappy he gave me another suggestion.
He might be right, but he is really selfish. Sometimes I cannot figure out why he only worries his siblings but always absent in my life. I still remember at first I came to the world, I liked him more than my mom. He used to be a hero in my mind. I used to take his briefcase or bag to pretend that I have to work like him. As the years of growth, of course, the disappointment increased day by day, I began to hate him. My wonderful childhood also ended and the feeling was as if a falling from paradise to hell. Until six years ago, I did not hate him anymore. Because the opposite of hatred is love, I would rather I never love him, and I don't need to hate him.
This time he was not a really care but worried the future of his unmarried brother and sister. So he thought of me. Did he ask me what kind of life I want? I am not my mom. Let me choose my life, I would like to enjoy every moment for myself but not sacrifice and complain about every day.
These days I just made me busy and tired, in this way I did not have time to think much. Tomorrow I will go to see my aunt, my mom's second older sister, she is even generous than him to me.

Summer Letter to Kawasaki City

This summer I received two summer cards to greet me in hot summer time. And they were both from Japan. I found a cute thing is that my Japanese friend likes to inform other Japanese friends when they sent the letter to me already. So I would know and wait for the letter.

Yoko is a person who I see and associate with forest. And we had many interesting conversation, other Japanese friends miss our conversation. I told her next time if I stay in Japan, she can speak Japanese to me and I would feel high pressure like before she listened to my English, and then I would do the same thing like her. Perhaps I would say, "sorry, my Japanese is poor ", and then run away. I think it would be fair.
Moreover, I asked her phone number in the letter this time, because I have another 3 friends' phone number. It would be convenient to communicate if we go out together.

Sabishi?

Since I came back to Taiwan, I thought many things. I finally experienced the feeling of sabishi. I really want to find the answer, but I don't know whether does the answer exist or not. Whether people would forget what they pursue when they grow up? When I was four years old, I wanted to grow up in a day. In this way, I could hold something I eager always. I loved to draw the house, because I want to live the house I drew. However, I could not find a one for drawing the house until I am not longer a child.
I still like to take a walk in early morning or night alone, and then watch the stars and clouds. Just every time I see the architecture, I feel that I lose something sense. Someone woke my childhood memory up. 僕は矛盾した人。