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		<title>The philosophy of life of my friend.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 00:39:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  This incident occurred when I was in eleventh grade. We were going to have the monthly exam then. My friends and I had been stay at school to study. One day, one person of our group rushed into the library to occupy the seats we usually sat. But a few minutes later, a twelfth grader [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=20&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>  </span>This incident occurred when I was in eleventh grade. We were going to have the monthly exam then. My friends and I had been stay at school to study. One day, one person of our group rushed into the library to occupy the seats we usually sat. But a few minutes later, a twelfth grader came to us and told us that they usually sat there, we should not occupy their seats. In fact, we got there first, so we didn’t take them too seriously and went out for dinner. After we finished our dinner and went back to the library, unbelievably, we found they threw our school bag outside. We raged but couldn’t do anything then. </span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>  </span>After that incident, I was still angry. I told other friends what had happened. Almost my friends were outraged, too. But one of my friends named Bo-wen was still calm. I couldn’t understand and feel confuse. And I asked ‘Why don’t you angry?’ He smiled and told me ’Just don’t feel angry!’</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>  </span>At that moment, I thought it wasn’t a constructive way. But when I stopped being angry and calmed down. I couldn’t help to agree with him. He’s right! Angry could solve anything but provoke hatred. I can hardly remember the details of that event, but I will always remember Bo-wen’s smile and his philosophy of life.</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>A Poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 01:49:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A-Duen pessimistic,frank and sentimental Sibling of Tonia-Yu and Tzchun-Yu Lover of Cats and Alcohol Who fears someone hard to communicate Who needs to travel Who gives smile to the content Who would like to see the northern lights in the North Pole Resident of Neihu,Taipei,Taiwn   YU  <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=19&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center"><span style="font-size:medium;">A-Duen<br />
pessimistic,frank and sentimental<br />
Sibling of Tonia-Yu and Tzchun-Yu<br />
Lover of Cats and Alcohol<br />
Who fears someone hard to communicate<br />
Who needs to travel<br />
Who gives smile to the content<br />
Who would like to see the northern lights in the North Pole<br />
Resident of Neihu,Taipei,Taiwn </span><span style="font-size:medium;"><br />
 YU</span></p>
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		<title>Things I like in Li-Shan.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 00:58:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  A red brick wall came into my view. That was my first impression about Li-Shan. My brother studied in this school too. So after I graduated from junior high school I enter Li-Shan senior high school.   Li-Shan has a beautiful campus which can be compared with an university. Under the sunny day, there [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=15&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>  </span>A red brick wall came into my view. That was my first impression about Li-Shan. My brother studied in this school too. So after I graduated from junior high school I enter Li-Shan senior high school.</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"><span>  </span>Li-Shan has a beautiful campus which can be compared with an university. Under the sunny day, there are dark green mountains behind the clock tower. And in the raining day, there are fogs surrounding the mountains and the clock tower. The moist atmosphere makes people feel uncomfortable. But LSSH is especially beautiful in the rain. I love Li-Shan, because of its beautiful.</span></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:12pt;margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">Li-Shan is my second home. I met good friends and teacher here. I still remember I was deeply frustrated when I just entered the eleventh grade. I had only a few friends in the new class and couldn’t recover from the frustration. I caught a cold then and didn’t heal from the ill soon. It was then I realized that mental health could affect one’s physical health. Then one day, Pan pan told me that all my friends worried about me. I didn’t say anything then, but it was toughing. After then, the problem which depressed me still existed, but I learned to ignore it. It should not affect me anymore. I should go on with my life.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:12pt;margin:0;"><span><span style="font-size:small;font-family:Times New Roman;">LSSH was ordinary, but I have learned a lot here. Only at here can anything being more meaningful. No matter how long it has passed. I will still think of the things which take place here.</span></span></p>
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		<title>8th LSSH school anniversary</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[阿潘在自拍&#8230;我在後面偷比YA XD原由 tunya704 上載      In this photo the person at the left side is Pan pan and I am the person in the middle. This is November 3rd, 2007. That day is our 8th school anniversary. We didn’t need to participate in school activity because we were in the tweiveth grade. After we had lunch [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=14&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>     In this photo the person at the left side is Pan pan and I am the person in the middle. This is November 3rd, 2007. That day is our 8th school anniversary. We didn’t need to participate in school activity because we were in the tweiveth grade. After we had lunch in the school. We back to the class room to rest. For the coming exam, we were under a big stress. So we told ourselves that it was school anniversary we can relax for just one day. And we took a lot of photos and played cards. It was a peaceful day and I would always remember I had a good time.</p>
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		<title>Falling asleep in class.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the English class last week, the teacher was teaching lesson 30: We are the world. Ed had stayed up the day before. He was feeling tired and dozed off then.      It was 2025, Ed was teaching English in front of the class. But most of the students seemed to feel bored and dozed off. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=12&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-indent:30pt;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">In the English class last week, the teacher was teaching lesson 30: We are the world. Ed had stayed up the day before. He was feeling tired and dozed off then.</font></span></p>
<p style="margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span><span>    </span>It was 2025, Ed was teaching English in front of the class. But most of the students seemed to feel bored and dozed off. Ed was teaching grammar enthusiastically. Soon he found that his students were asleep and neglected him. He felt a little bit angry and hit the desk. ’ Wake up!’ he shouted.</font></span></p>
<p style="margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span>     </span>Then he heard someone shouting nearby. He got up from his dream and didn’t know where it was yet. He saw his classmate who was sitting next to him laugh at him. He felt confused and saw the way where his classmate pointed. It was his teacher standing in front of him. ‘Why are you falling asleep?’ the teacher asked angrily. ’I…I stayed up last night.’ Ed responded and felt ashamed. ‘You are a good student. I forgive you this time and never do it again. ‘The teacher said seriously. Ed breathed a sigh of relief because that teacher didn’t ask what he did last night. If he said that he played the video game all night, the teacher wouldn’t think of him as a good student anymore. <span> </span></font></span></p>
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		<title>Looking for the dog!</title>
		<link>http://tunya.wordpress.com/2008/01/02/looking-for-the-dog/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 00:36:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was Max’s birthday. His mother gave him a gift and told him quite to open it. There was something moving in the box. He was curiosity and excited. ‘Oh! It’s a dog!’ He said with surprise after he opened the box. He named the dog Mike and had a great night with him. The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=11&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-indent:24pt;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman"><a href="http://tunya.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/dog.jpg" title="dog.jpg"></a>It was Max’s birthday. His mother gave him a gift and told him quite to open it. There was something moving in the box. He was curiosity and excited. ‘Oh! It’s a dog!’ He said with surprise after he opened the box. He named the dog Mike and had a great night with him. The next day, he went out with Mike for their first walk. Then he bumped into his classmate in the park. Then he talked with his classmate for a long time. After he said goodbye with his classmate, he found that Mike was gone! There was only a leash left on the ground. He hope that Mike just went somewhere for fun. But after Max looking him for an hour, Mike still didn’t come back to the park. Max couldn’t believe that he just had it for one night and it disappeared. He cried out at the park for a while. It was getting darker and darker. The only thing Max could do was go home hopelessly. </font></span></p>
<p style="margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span>     </span>‘Mike!’ Max found that the dog was in front of the house. It was Mike. It came home by himself. Max was so happy to see it again. Although his mother was angry about that he was late to home. Max still felt very glad to see Mike. And he knew he would cherish Mike forever. </font></span></p>
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		<title>After she pit up cats&#8230;&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://tunya.wordpress.com/2007/12/07/after-she-pit-up-cats/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 00:58:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[     ‘Miaow&#8212;-‘ A little sound came from the park. Out of curiosity, Amanda walked into the park and saw a little cat. She found a ball nearby and played with it. Besides, the cat is really cute, it looked at her in a pitiful eye. Therefore, Amanda decided to take it home. On her way [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=9&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">     ‘Miaow&#8212;-‘ A little sound came from the park. Out of curiosity, Amanda walked into the park and saw a little cat. She found a ball nearby and played with it. Besides, the cat is really cute, it looked at her in a pitiful eye. Therefore, Amanda decided to take it home. On her way home, the kitty continued to call; because of this, the other cats started to follow Amanda. Sympathetic, she couldn’t leave them on so cold days. However, after she came back home. Amanda’s mother tired to persuade her not to raise them. Amanda started to argue with her, and promised her mother would take care of them. Finally, her mother agreed unwillingly. But Amanda was so happy that she neglected what her mother was worried about. She had promised to take care of those cats. But Amanda really forgot to feed them and played with them only when she remembered them. As a result, one day, when Amanda went back home, paper and left the dirty footprints everywhere. She felt terrible for it. Most important of all, she knew she could not have them anymore.</font></span></p>
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		<title>My friend-Lude</title>
		<link>http://tunya.wordpress.com/2007/11/06/my-friend-lude/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 08:08:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ ← Lude!!!      I knew Lude in junior high school and become friends naturally. She has smiles with dimples, short hair and brown skin. She&#8217;s always a little taller than me. And everyone says we look alike.      We are not only resemble each other but also share the same interests. For example, we went [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=6&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p>     I knew Lude in junior high school and become friends naturally. She has smiles with dimples, short hair and brown skin. She&#8217;s always a little taller than me. And everyone says we look alike.</p>
<p>     We are not only resemble each other but also share the same interests. For example, we went to see the band performance together, and like to spend time with each other.</p>
<p>     I am a person who lack confidence. Although our friends consider we are good friends. I still couldn&#8217;t take her for granted. I was afraid that maybe she had never thought me as a friend. But she gave me the courage to believe that we will be good friends throughout my life.</p>
<p>     Although we chose different high schools, we can still understand each other. She went on to make her dream come ture, and I chose another path for my life. I hope I could always stand behind her, and do all I can for her!</p>
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		<title>Met the gorilla in house</title>
		<link>http://tunya.wordpress.com/2007/10/02/met-the-gorilla-in-house/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 08:27:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[     Susan was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Matt&#8211;the dog was looking quietly behind her. It really felt hungry. But it knew it won&#8217;t get the dinner if it barked louding or behaved badly. And Susan heard someone open the door. &#8216;It must be Leo! &#8216; She smiled and continued cooking.      Matt was quiet. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tunya.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1760827&amp;post=5&amp;subd=tunya&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     Susan was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Matt&#8211;the dog was looking quietly behind her. It really felt hungry. But it knew it won&#8217;t get the dinner if it barked louding or behaved badly. And Susan heard someone open the door. &#8216;It must be Leo! &#8216; She smiled and continued cooking.</p>
<p>     Matt was quiet. Susan thought to give it a great meal tonight. Then she heard the footsteps stop behind her. She turn around and dropped the plate accidentally. It was a gorilla! All the food were spilt on the floor. Matt ate them happily. It was a great dish. Strangely, Matt didn&#8217;t bark. It didn&#8217;t bark at this gorilla.</p>
<p>     Susan was nervous. She couldn&#8217;t understand how this gorilla could come in and what on earth it want to do. &#8216;Happy Birthday! &#8216; Said the gorilla. It took out his mask. &#8216;Leo! &#8216; Susan was surprised. Leo gave her the flower. And they had a great dinner without the first dish Susan cook.</p>
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