The merman sing again, the peaceful world restored. His music is more powerful, his voice touched human heart. He is still singing when the starry night fall.
Let me introduce you the popular dessert among Chinese and Japanese – the red bean soup. Culturally, red bean is a symbol of faithful love, according to the Chinese poet Wang Wei (701-761). He wrote: 紅豆生南國，春來發幾枝。Red beans grow in south, new branches come with the spring. 願君多采擷，此物最相思。I advice you to cherish them, for they can most represent …
Make yourself a cup of tea, and let us read a poem about Mid-Autumn Moon written by Su Dongpo (1037-1101). A little cultural background before reading the poem. Mid-Autumn festival is an important festival for Chinese, Japanese, Korean to be with family. Full moon is round, round in Chinese calls “yuan” 圆. When family is …
Last year summer, I was in some places in Thüringen to attend an organ academy. My first stop is Eisenach, the birthplace of Johann Sebastian Bach (1685- 1750). Bach is my all time favourite composer, of course, I visited the Bach museum in Eisenach (Bachhaus Eisenach), where he once lived. The exhibition begins with Instrument hall. …
What has been written in the sand last only until the next ocean wave to wipe it away, without leaving a trace nor proof. But the one who wrote the message in the sand, and the one who understood the message will keep it in their heart and treasuring it dearly. Like music. Once played …
Finally, the time has come to share with you my favourite poem Septembermorgen by Eduard Mörike about my favourite season – Autumn. It is talking about on a September morning, where the woods and the fields are still dreaming, but soon you will see the Autumn – the golden world. And I, on a September …
Sinn. This poem continue with the old tale which made Heine felt so sad. Heine took me to Rhine river and told me the old tale. Once upon a time on this rock, sat a charming beautiful girl called Loreley. Under the golden evening sun, she combed her golden hair with golden comb. Shimmering, glittering, …
First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out— Because I was not a …
I have closed my ears, I refuse To listen to my mouth weeping. I have closed my mouth, I refuse The taste of weeping eyes. I have closed my eyes on the past. I was not there. I was away. At the poles, in the Amazon. I am not going to have been Where you …
“A glutton for punishment” means someone who seems to enjoy doing something that you consider unpleasant, according to Cambridge Dictionary. “A glutton for punishment” is also a title of Richard Yates’ short story in his “Eleven Kinds of Loneliness” short stories collection. In this story, he described the day when Walter Henderson has been fired. It …