The Chocolate made here is so delicious! We could not resist after tasting and we ended up of buying a lot! :)
Some clips of my daily life, my travel experience, exotic treasures I find from different places, my inspritations and reflections, art club activities, fashion ideas, my clothes, accessories, and their stories.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Vegas and Wynn
阳光明媚的日子
开学以来不知道怎么这么忙, 差不多两个月没有打开过自己的博客了. 是一段阳光明媚的日子, 可是过得匆匆忙忙, 懒懒洋洋, 没有什么太值得回味的时刻.
I had two weeks' of vacation in L. A., Vegas and Cruise to Mexico. It was a kind of waste to me. Firstly, it was not really the places I wanted to go; secondly, we were with tour groups, not my way of traveling; thirdly, the cruise ship was very old, fourthly, my mom did not get a chance to go even though I arranged everything according to her taste!- I was quite disappointed by this trip.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
迷上了高尔夫
Lily had a wonderful summer. After our vacation on Vancouver island, she had one week intensive studies of dinosaurs, stayed in Royal Tyrell Museum for one week. She even slept inside the museum! She also joined a very interesting summer camp for girls and made some good friends. The most interesting experience for her was attending the "Drive changes in the community" golf program. After this short training, she fell in love with playing golf.
Monday, August 13, 2012
拉丁嘉年华
这两天是我们城市每年的拉丁嘉年华节.
我还是非常喜欢拉丁文化,不管日子多么的紧巴, 他们总是过得歌舞升平! 他们的音乐节奏特别, 浪漫多情, 摄人灵魂!
这是我最喜欢的一首古巴老歌, 叫CHANCHAN.
De Alto Cedro voy para Marcane
Llego a Cueto voy para Mayari
El cariño que te tengo
Yo no lo puedo negar
Se me sale la babita
Yo no lo puedo evitar
Cuando Juanica y Chan Chan
En el mar cernian arena
Como sacudia el 'jibe'
A Chan Chan le daba pena
Limpia el camino de pajas
Que yo me quiero sentar
En aquel tronco que veo
Y asi no puedo llegar
De Alto Cedro voy para Marcane
Llego a Cueto voy para Mayari
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Je ne veux pas travailler
A sexy and lazy song for today.
今天不想做事, 只想偷懒!
Ma chambre a la forme d'une cage
Le soleil passe son bras par la fenêtre
Les chasseurs à ma porte
Comme les p'tits soldats
Qui veulent me prendre
Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume
Déjà j'ai connu le parfum de l'amour
Un million de roses n'embaumerait pas autant
Maintenant une seule fleur dans mes entourages
Me rend malade
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