September 4, 2011

他叫彬彬，他有很多怪理论。。。
那天他匆匆忙忙带回来一些榴莲，就赶着去聚会了。临走前，没忘记喊一声：榴莲要留给我哦！
聚会完后回来，很开心一个人在那里吃我留给他的榴莲。。。他突然间冒出一句：你知道我为什么喜欢吃榴莲吗？

His name is Jonas, he has many weird theories…
That day he brought home some durian, then rushed off to his cell-group meeting, but not forgetting to shout out just before he left: Leave some durian for me!
Came home after the meeting, eating the durian I left for him alone happily… he suddenly asked me: Do you know why I like to eat durian?

我：为什么？
彬彬：因为我很喜欢喝吃榴莲过后的盐水。
我：那不会干脆直接泡盐水来喝，何必等吃榴莲过后！
彬彬：我妈妈不肯。
我：。。。。。。。。

(好一个奇怪的家庭。。。。。)

Me: Why?
Jonas: Because I love to drink the salt water after eating durian.
Me: Then why don’t you just mix some salt water to drink directly, there is no need to eat durian first!
Joans: My mother doesn’t allow that.
Me:……………..

(What a weird family…………..)

 

September 1, 2011

这一系列照片。。。
没有人跟我一起跑吗？大家跑哪里去了。。。？？？
This series of photos…
Were not there other people running with me? Where have they all gone…???

 

 

哇！我真的赢这么多吗？？？哇哈哈哈哈！！！这下我可开心了！！
谢谢摄影师帮我拍到我一直梦想拥有的感觉，哈哈！！

Wow! Did I really win that much??? Muahahahahaha!!! Now, I am very happy!!
Thanks to the photographers for capturing this feeling that I have often dreamt of having for a long time, haha!!

August 30, 2011

 

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( Road to the Grand Canyon, USA )

 

林義忠詩歌創作
GT Lim’s composition (November 14th, 1988, Christchurch, NZ.)

祢还在路口等着我
( Still Waiting For Me At The Junction )

一步一步在这路上行走，有好多次感到疲惫软弱
但我不要停步 不想逗留，因为在路上有祢牵着我的手

不管路途多艰苦我也不要停步
因为有我的主伴我左右
有什么能代替这种幸福
永远有我的主伴我左右

可是为何啊我的主，每次走到交叉路口的时候
祢说走向左我偏去右，愚昧,、糊涂的选择走自己的路

放开祢的手走向自己的方向
路途怎么却越来越昏暗
这路原来领向无底的绝望
但却听到祢说回头是岸

我便往回走，身体充满伤口
眼前却看到祢伸出祢的手
祢还在路口等着我

我还没走到的时候，祢已跑向我
紧紧的抱住我说，祢爱我
我眼泪直流，惭愧的没有话好说
祢竟然还如此爱着我

Step by step I walk on this journey
There are many times I feel weary and weak
But I will not stop nor linger
For along the journey, You will be there to hold my hand

No matter how tough the journey is I will not give up
Because my Lord is always there beside me
Nothing can replace this happiness that I have
To have the Lord beside me forever

But why is it, O Lord
Each time when I reach a crossroads
When You tell me to go left, I will choose to go right
Foolishly and ignorantly I would choose to go my own way

Letting go of Your hand to walk my own direction
Why then is the journey getting darker and darker
Realizing this road leads to unending hopelessness
But to hear Your voice calling me to turn back to the right path

So I turn back with a wounded body
There ahead of me I see You stretching out Your hand
You are still there waiting for me at the junction

Before I could reach, You are already running towards me
Holding me tightly to say You love me
My tears roll down and I am too ashamed to say anything
How could You still love me so much