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Long time no return to Ubuntu,
Long time no read "Tropic of Cancer.

Nowadays I try hard to study (and maybe is not much hard for some standard),I late to study room but also late to left. I don't know how the attitude and how much hope I have toward the big exam in next year. So far I was too often to worry about future stuff, and now I try to let it goes. And because of that change, now I start to find whether the I want to pass the exam or not. Of course I want to pass. But I wonder in my deep mind too ,and in a secret and mystic way.

Now the computer are updating with the linux kernel , the book lie on the desk. With little light shine in the LCD , and in this late night in Taiwan, I am typing with absent mind.


I don't know what I want to record , but just have desire to write some thing.


Below are the paragraph in the Book.
Good Night.

The whole Mediterranean seemed to be buried inside him - the orange groves, the cypress trees, the winged statues, the wooden temples, the blue sea, the stiff masks, the mystic numbers, the mythological birds, the sapphire skies, the eaglets, the sunny coves, the blind bards, the bearded heroes. Gone all that. Sunk beneath the avalanche from the North. Buried, dead forever. A memory. A wild hope.