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The Love of Beauty

Wednesday, January 16th, 2008

The love of beauty is an essential part of all healthy human nature. It is a moral quality. The absence of it is not an assured ground of condemnation, but he presence of it is an invariable sign of goodness of heart. In proportion to the degree in which it is felt will probably be the degree in which nobleness and beauty of character will be attained.

Natural beauty is an all-pervading presence. The universe is its temple. It unfolds into the numberless flowers of spring. It waves in the branches of trees and the green blades of grass. It haunts the depth of the earth and the sea. It gleams from the hues of the shell and the precious stone. And not only these minute objects but the oceans, the mountains, the stars, the rising and the setting sun-all overflow with beauty. This beauty is so precious, and so congenial to our tenderest and noblest feelings, that it is painful to think of the multitude of people living in the midst of it and yet remaining almost blind to it.

All persons should seek to become acquainted with the beauty in nature. There is not a worm we tread upon, nor a leaf that dances merrily as it falls before the autumn winds, but calls for our study and admiration. The power to appreciate beauty not merely increases our sources of happiness-it enlarges our moral nature, too. Beauty calms our restlessness and dispels our cares. Go into the fields or the woods, spend a summer day by the sea or the mountains, and all your little perplexities and anxieties will vanish. Listen to sweet music, and you foolish fears and petty jealousies will pass away. The beauty of the world helps us to seek and find the beauty of goodness.

Love Your Life

Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

How every mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are riches. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poor-house. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the almshouse as brightly as from the rich man’s abode; the snow melts before its door as early rich man’s abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I don not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace. The town’s poor seem to me often to love the most independent lives of any. Maybe they are simply great enough receive without misgiving. Most think that they are above being supported by the town; but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means, which should be more disreputable. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends. Turn the old, return to them. Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.

Love is the Greatest

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

I heard this story when I was in Vietnam, and it was told to me as fact. I have no way of knowing for sure that it is true, but I do know that stranger things have happened in war.

Whatever their planned target, the mortar rounds landed in an orphanage run by a missionary group in the small Vietnamese village. The missionaries and one or two children were killed outright, and several more children were wounded, including one young girl, about eight years old.

People from the village requested medical help from a neighboring town that had radio contact with the American forces. Finally, an American Navy doctor and nurse arrived in a jeep with only their medical kits. They established that the girl was the most critically injured. Without quick action, she would die of shock and loss of blood.

A transfusion was imperative, and a donor with a matching blood type was required. A quick test showed that neither American had the correct type, but several of the uninjured orphans did.

The doctor spoke some pidgin Vietnamese, and the nurse a smattering of highschool French. Using that combination, together with much impromptu sign language, they tried to explain to their young, frightened audience that unless they could replace some of the girl’s lost blood, she would certainly die. Then they asked if anyone would be willing to give blood to help.

Their request was met with wide-eyed silence. After several long moments, a small hand slowly and waveringly went up, dropped back down, and then went up again.

Oh, thank you, the nurse said in French. What is your name?

Heng, came the reply.

Heng was quickly laid on a pallet, his arm swab bed with alcohol, and a needle inserted in his vein. Through this ordeal Heng lay stiff and silent.

After a moment, he let out a shuddering sob, quickly covering his face with his free hand.

Is it hurting, Heng? the doctor asked. Heng shook his head, but after a few moments another sob escaped, and once more he tried to cover up his crying. Again the doctor asked him if the needle hurt, and again Heng shook his head.

But now his occasional sobs gave way to a steady, silent crying, his eyes screwed tightly shut, his fist in his mouth to stifle his sobs.

The medical team was concerned. Something was obviously very wrong. At this point, a Vietnamese nurse arrived to help. Seeing the little one’s distress, she spoke to him rapidly in Vietnamese, listened to his reply and answered him in a soothing voice.

After a moment, the patient stopped crying and looked questioningly at the Vietnamese nurse. When she nodded, a look of great relief spread over his face.

Glancing up, the nurse said quietly to the Americans, He thought he was dying. He misunderstood you. He thought you had asked him to give all his blood so the little girl could live.

But why would he be willing to do that? asked the Navy nurse.

The Vietnamese nurse repeated the question boy, who answered simply, She’s my friend.

Greater love has no man than this that he will lay down his life for a friend.

一條沒有魚鏢的魚

Monday, November 19th, 2007

有一個年輕人,因為家貧沒有讀多少書,他去了城裏,想找一份工作。可是他發現城裏沒一個人看得起他,因為他沒有文憑。就在他決定要離開那座城市時,忽然想給當時很有名的銀行家羅斯寫一封信。他在信裏抱怨了命運對他是如何的不公,“如果您能借一點錢給我,我會先去上學,然後再找一份好工作。”

信寄出去了,他便一直在旅館裏等,幾天過去了,他用盡了身上的最後一分錢,也將行李打好了包。就在這時,房東說有他一封信,是銀行家;羅斯寫來的。可是,羅斯並沒有對他的遭遇表示同情,而是在信裏給他講了一個故事。

羅斯說:在浩瀚的海洋裏生活著很多魚,那些魚都有魚鏢,但是唯獨鯊魚沒有魚鰾。沒有魚鰾的鯊魚照理來說是不可能活下去的。因為它行動極為不便,很容易沉入水底,在海洋裏只要一停下來就有可能喪身。為了生存,鯊魚只能不停地運動,很多年後,鯊魚擁有了強健的體魄,成了同類中最凶猛的魚。最後,羅斯說,這個城市就是一個浩瀚的海洋,擁有文憑的人很多,但成功的人很少。你現在就是一條沒有魚鰾的魚……

那晚,他躺在床上久久不能入睡,一直在想著羅斯的信。突然,他改變了決定。第二天,他跟旅館的老板說,只要給一碗飯吃,他可以留下來當服務員,一分錢工資都不要。旅館老板不相信這世上有這麽便宜的勞動力,很高興地留下了他。10年後,他擁有了令全美國羡慕的財富,並且娶了銀行家羅斯的女兒,他就是石油大王哈特。

每個人都可以是自立的,然而真能充分發展自己獨立能力的人卻很少。依賴他人,追隨他人去工作,有時自然要比自己動腦輕松得多。但是若事事有人替我們做,必定有害於我們的事業成功,也不利於我們的成長。

On Punctuality

Monday, September 24th, 2007

work.jpgPhilip is a punctual person who works in logistics industry for decades mainly on containers leasing business. He is in the habit of doing everything at proper time and is never late in keeping a container booking.

 In his point of view, the unpunctual man, on the other hand, never does what he has to do at the proper time and his good name. “In logistic industry, if you’re unpunctual, you might lose not only you time but other’s, you might lose not only your money but other’s.” he said, “ Time flies never to be recalled, a lost thing may be found again, but lost time can never be regained. Time is more valuable than material things. “

His words inspired me with assurance approve, sometimes I’d complain that I have no time to answer letters, or to return calls, or to keep appointment promptly. That’s the reasonable reflection that I kept frustration in career.

I was learned a valuable lesson from few of Philip’s words. Since then, I never late for an appointment, an email replying or calls returning. “Be Punctual” became my motto, and it gains me to be a successful and faithful business woman

As my concluding: unpunctuality is very harmful when it comes to doing one’s duty, whether private or public. Imagine how it would be if those who are entrusted with important tasks failed to be at their proper place at the appointed time. His friends or fellow men never trust a man who is known to be habitually unpunctual. And the unpunctual man is a source of annoyance both to others and to himself.

The Love of Beauty

Friday, September 7th, 2007

flower.jpgThe Love of beauty is an essential part of all healthy human nature. It is a moral quality. The absence of it is not an assured ground of condemnation, but presence of it is an invariable sign of goodness of heart. In proportion to the degree in which it is felt will probably be the degree in which nobleness and beauty of character will be attained.

Natural beauty is an all-pervading presence. The universe is its temple. It unfolds into the numberless flowers of spring. It waves in branches of trees and green blades of grass. It haunts the depths of the earth and the sea. It gleams from the hues of the shell and the precious gemstone. And not only these minute objects but the oceans, the mountains, the clouds, the stars, the rising and setting sun – all overflow with beauty. This beauty is so precious, and so congenial to our tenderest and noblest feelings, that it is painful to think of the multitude of people living in the midst of it and yet remaining almost blind to it.

All persons should seek to become acquainted with the beauty in nature. There is not a worm we tread upon, nor a leaf that dances merrily as it falls before the autumn winds, but calls for our study and admiration. The power to appreciate beauty not merely increases our sources of happiness – it enlarges our moral nature, too. Beauty calms our restlessness and dispels our cares. Go into the fields or the woods, spend a summer day by the sea or the mountains, and all your little perplexities and anxieties will vanish. Listen to sweet music, and your foolish fears and petty jealousies will pass away. The beauty of the world helps us to seek and find the beauty of goodness.

只有璀璨的珍珠才顯眼

Tuesday, August 21st, 2007

湯姆的學習成績挺好,畢業後卻屢次碰壁,一直找不到工作.他覺得自己懷才不遇,對社會感到非常失望。他為沒有伯樂來常識他這匹“千裏馬”而憤慨,甚至因傷心而絕望。

懷著極度的痛苦,他來到大海邊,打算就此結束自己的生命。pearl.jpg

正當他即將被海水淹沒的時候,一位老人救起了他。老人問:“你為什麽要走絕路?”

湯姆說:“我得不到別人和社會的承認,沒有人欣賞我,所以覺得人生沒有意義。”

老人從腳下的沙灘上撿起一粒沙子,讓年輕人看了看,隨手扔在了地下。然後對湯姆說:“你能把那粒沙子撿起來嗎?”

“這根本不可能!”湯姆低頭看了一下說。老人沒有說話,從自己的口袋裏掏出一顆晶瑩剔透的珍珠,隨手扔在了沙灘上。然後對湯姆說:“這能把這顆珍珠撿起來嗎?”

“當然能!”

“那你就應該明白自己的境遇了吧?你要認識到,現在你自己還不是一顆珍珠,所以你不能苛求別人立即承認你。如果要別人承認,那你就要想辦法使自己變一顆珍珠才行。”湯姆低頭沉思,半響無語。

有時候,你必須承認自己只是普通的沙粒,而不是價值連城的珍珠。你要出人頭地,必須要不斷提高自己的能力,有出類拔萃的資本才行。

Hotel Direction

Monday, August 6th, 2007

    Downtown is growing, and during this process, please follow these revised directions to help you get to the hotel and to the parking deck.From I-40 (east or west) and from Raleigh-DurhamAirportTake Exit 298-B ( South Saunders Street).
    Saunders Street becomes McDowell Street. Stay on McDowell and take a right onto Davie Street.
    *To enter the hotel parking deck, take a right onto Gale Street (from Davie) The Sheraton Parking Deck entrance is the first on the left. To get to the hotel, cross Salisbury Street from Second level of Parking Garage.From Route 64 East (Headed west into Raleigh). Come into town on New Bern Avenue, which becomes Edenton Street. Just past the CapitalBuilding take a left onto Salisbury Street. The Sheraton is 6 blocks down on the left.
    *To enter the hotel parking deck, take a right onto Davie Streetand left on Gale. The Sheraton Parking Deck entrance is the first on the left. To get to the hotel, cross Salisbury Street from Second level of Parking Garage.From Route 70 West Route 70 will turn into Glenwood Avenue coming into Raleigh. Take Glenwood Avenue until it meets Hillsborough Street(about 5 miles). Take a left onto Hillsborough Street. Stay on Hillsborough Street until it dead-ends into Salisbury Street. Take a right onto Salisbury St. The Sheraton is 6 blocks down on the left. Parking Deck is on the right.
    *To enter the hotel parking deck, take a right onto Davie and left onto Gale. The Sheraton Parking Deck entrance is the first on the left. To get to the hotel, cross Salisbury Street from Second level of Parking Garage.From Route 1 North (Headed into Raleigh) Take Capital Boulevard into Downtown Raleigh. Capital Boulevard becomes Dawson Street. From Dawson Streetturn left onto Davie Street.
    *To enter the hotel parking deck, take a right onto Gale Street Sheraton Parking Deck entrance is the first on the left.
    To get to the hotel, cross Salisbury Street from Second level of Parking Garage.From I-95 South (Headed north into Raleigh) I-95 Junctions with I-40 in Benson, NC. Take I-40 west into Raleigh and follow directions from I-40. From I-95 (Headed south into Raleigh) I-95 Junctions with both Route 1 and Route 64. Route 1 junction north of Rocky Mount. Take Route 1 south and follow directions above. Route 64 junctions in Rocky Mount. Follow 64 west and follow directions above.