Thursday, August 9, 2007
Dumb this blog sucks so i shifted all english post that would be posted ( hopefully ) to www.solblade.blogspot.com
*timeisrunningout
Sunday, February 25, 2007
If we execute murderers and there is in fact no deterrent effect, we have killed a bunch of murderers. If we fail to execute murderers, and doing so would in fact have deterred other murders, we have allowed the killing of a bunch of innocent victims. I would much rather risk the former. This, to me, is not a tough call." John McAdams - Marquette University/Department of Political Science, on deterrence
All over the country, news stories bemoan and hype the countdown to execution number 1,000. But where are the stories regarding the ripple effects of the heinous crimes that these murderers were executed for committing? Who is counting the victims?
A conservative estimate puts the number of victims of these 1,000 murderers at 1,895. Why do we hear so much about the killers and so little about the victims and their loved ones who are left behind to pick up the pieces?
We must think about the lives that all 1,895 murdered victims affected. Every one had families, friends, relatives, co-workers, neighbors. The combined loss is incalculable.
The attention given to the execution of 1,000 murderers is repugnant, especially when the loudest voices think the death of a convicted murderer is a tragedy. Yet the deaths and suffering of countless victims is only an easily-ignored statistic.
*timeisrunningout
Thursday, February 22, 2007
YE QU
The lyrics are
一群嗜血的蚂蚁被腐肉所吸引
我面无表情看孤独的风景
失去你 爱开始分明
失去你 还有什么事好关心
当鸽子不再象征和平
我终于被提醒 广场上喂食的是秃鹰
我用漂亮的押韵形容被掠夺一空的爱情 啊 乌云开始遮蔽 夜色不干净
公园里葬礼的回音 在漫天飞行
送你的白色玫瑰 在纯黑的环境凋零
乌鸦在树枝上诡异的很安静
静静听 我黑色的大衣 想温暖你
日渐冰冷的回忆 走过的走过的生命
啊~四周弥漫雾气
啊~我在空旷的墓地
老去后还爱你
为你弹奏萧邦的夜曲
纪念我死去的爱情
跟夜风一样的声音
心碎的很好听
手在键盘敲很轻
我给的思念很小心
你埋葬的地方叫幽冥
为你弹奏萧邦的夜曲
纪念我死去的爱情
而我为你隐姓埋名
在月光下弹琴
对你心跳的感应
还是如此温热清晰
怀念你那鲜红的唇印
那些断翅的蜻蜓 散落在这森林
而我的眼睛 没有丝毫同情
失去你 泪水混浊不清
失去你 我连笑容都有阴影
风在长满青苔的屋顶
嘲笑我的伤心
像一口没有水的枯井
我用凄美的字型
描绘后悔莫及的那爱情
Great lyrics
跟夜风一样的声音
心碎的很好听
A sound just like a wind in the night
The heart breaks with such a beautiful sound
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Just, breathlessly beautiful
跟夜风一样的声音 心碎得很好听
The pain of the character's heartache is so deep it is almost tangible. The tune is more than a tune; it translates into an undescribable pain. A tune so heartwrenching, yet so beautiful at the same time.
你埋葬的地方叫幽冥
ni mai zang de di fang jiao you ming
You are buried in a place called the afterlife
*timeisrunningout
Sunday, January 21, 2007
My mind is a blank; I don't know what I can blog about today.
The weather is cool; it soothes me to sleep. But when I'm outside and my shoes bore the brunt of the rain, it's a different thing altogether
Today, I shall talk about the seemingly retarded song books that the school made us bring to assembly every week. I feel that this is not appropriate as nobody is singing at all. Also, by publishing this song book, it increases the burden on the Earth's precious resources. If the school is not environmentally friendly, then what's the point of letting her students study Geography?
Ok. Done for the day.
*timeisrunningout
Thursday, January 18, 2007
oh wow its my english blog. woopeeeee!!!
i CANT wait to start posting !
*timeisrunningout
