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Have been playing the city games in China for about a decade, I came to Australia and that makes my straying dream nearly come true. But I miss my homwtown, a place they call Jiang Nan. Even though I am here enjoying the alien air and langscapes, my heart is always with China.

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After two friends and I took a house in a suburb area of Australia, the real life continues with stressful paces and extra entertainments. Life can never stop, so does the sunshine.

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my ass in the Lake Mountain

I always write down: to be continued.. but never continue my life...sometimes, i just wanna stop at a certain time during a certain dream, so i can hold the eternity but never lose the past happiness......
Things should be looked back, for memory, also for a meaningful life.
The couple rent a car and drove a few friends to the so-called Lake Mountain. The start of tat day was not good, because the car stroke the wall of the neighbouring house and after we went back from the mountain, Jacky was fined for 500$. Such a big lose.
But the travelling in that mountain was excellent. We hired the boots, poles and skis and with an unstable state of mind and footsteps, we spent a lot of time landing onto the mountain. In some practicing area, I finally enjoyed the feeling of flying, but the pain was suffered by my poor ass. This is the first time for me to ski, and at the beginning, although i was a little worried about my left knee, but finally my ass eased my worry...
When we arrived at a bit higher place, we fought with snow balls, and i could feel the lack of oxygen. It was snowing that time, so beautiful, with luxury white landscape, reminds me of purity. I finally got familiar with skiing and in a sleeper area, i could control myself from slipping down. I came to understand: no pain, no gain.

















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