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October 29 A tale of two citiesRencently i don't know exactly what i am busy with,maybe french,which i think the pronunciation rules are very difficult to remember;maybe English News Listening,which i find i almost can't understand at all;maybe spoken Albanian,which i feel i gradually lost my confidence.Oh yes,I spent a lot of time practising tennis ,even using the class time of 'the general introduction of chinese culture',however,seemingly i may have no progress at all.
Thanks to the 'great' virus,my computer couldn't work at all, when i deleted all the documents,I deleted the "ghost" and all the drivers carelessly.How silly I am-an thorough computer idiot.So I bought a new one,Hp V3009,with CoreI inside.
Compeletly a week,I have never been to students' dining hall for breakfast,every morning i just went to the kiosk outside school,bought a piece of Reference News and waited for the "Jian Bing".
Compeletly a week,I have never been to the library for study at all,every evening i just went to the classroom,took out books or dictionaries from my desk,did some reading or made some notes,sometimes i listened to the French tape or English mp3.
The day that Jacques Chirac gave a speech at Peking University i suddenly realized Peking was at the end of its autumn,I wish it could snow in a few days, a big snow likes the one i saw in my first college year.I always want to go to
the summer palace or the forbidden city in a snow day,only myself or with a girl who's going to warm my heart.
I recieved the letterl from Jeta,I got the e-mail from xheva,and i miss them ,for turely,i miss them day by day.
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They went to Durres during their short vacation,not ony to enjoy the wonderful sightseeings there,but also to celebrate Xheva and Zana's 21 birthday.They said the colour of Adrian made them addicted,like the blue sky above our heads,pure
and shining.
Jeta gave me a phone call,saying she had written down my name and skender's on the beach,like what i had done one year ago.
Xheva gave me e message,saying he had recieved my letter and felt very impressive,a precious birthday present he will cherish for a long time.
They wen to Rozafa and enjoyed a delicious dinner,Ismail treated;They went Tirana Lake and listened to the songs of birds and pines,they wandered;
They are going to work as waiters (waitresses) in Kuzhina Kineze and Da Shang Hai,like what we did one year ago .
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A tale of two cities:same views,same seasons,same universities,same teachers,while I am in China,they are in Albania
our roles have been exchanged,a bit of sorrow.
"C'est ma vie, Ce n'est pas grave" I keep saying it to me. October 11 离开的朋友,留下的痕迹本学期第一次更新博客,在他们走之后的第三天。
一个人走在偌大的校园里,目光有些迷离,总希望寻找到那些熟悉的身影,有时候容易陷在回忆里,这是我的致命伤,无法医治的致命伤。阿语把陷进去的人叫“personazh ne kurth”,其实“personazh ne pus”似乎更能说明我的状态。
分开的拥抱,我没忍住,于是他们在上飞机前还在骂我,说下次绝对不让我来送,搞得大家心情郁闷,分开一年而已嘛,不过一本日历翻到尽头,很快就过去了,嗯,很快。
坐在回去机场大巴上,前座的vera把头倚在小胡肩头轻轻抽泣,达拍着自己说:“来,靠一个呗!”我笑了,“哥哥,咱别这么der行不?”北京下午的阳光为什么这么刺眼,我把眼睛闭上,默念“Miru,Miru”~~
法语课听得漫不经心,老师在上面说的练习答案也懒得去记,完全不知所云的两个小时,和philos去食堂,却毫无食欲,一个人默默地走回宿舍,看见抽屉里Jeta给的那封信,心里真不是滋味儿。
我对vera说,要去痛快的洗个澡,然后忘掉所有的不愉快;要去狠狠的打场球,蒸发掉身体里泛滥的水分;要去猛猛的学法语,用完所有空余的时间,她说你还得大把大把得吃,然后记得跟我混。
宿舍好像一下子安静起来,达那晚忽然对着fisnik叫“小偲”,他说还不大习惯,我点点头,其实我也一样
阳台上还有晾着那件巨傻的背心,收衣服的那个人什么时候能回来呢?
寝室的实况球赛还进行着,声音巨大的胖嘟嘟什么时候能再zong一局呢?
我忽然想看见挂着小熊的印花红书包,忽然想听见他说“be浪,zuo子”,忽然想看见vjosa用极其野蛮的方式逼我们承认她是淑女,忽然想看见黑皮猪的大肚子,忽然想听见zana调皮地叫我“段导“……
“Behu i forte!”强烈的命令式送给自己
“Jetofshi te mire!”强烈的愿望式送给他们
我们都会好好的,嗯,坚信!
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