The Queen and I

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The Queen and I

The story happened in a remote kingdom. I dare not tell you the name of the kingdom.  It was not real and it was so unreal that if I tell the fact it would be embarrassing,  not to me but to the King.

I thought she was the most beautiful lady i've seen for my whole life.   I have never saw a lady so pretty and so appealing.  May be that was because she was selected from millions of beautiful girls by the King.  No one can have such time and effort to search a million pretty girls and found  one.   It was only a king could do that.

The story is about how a reporter like me to help the Queen to leave her King.

It was complicated and long story and it needs a  complete novel to finish it.   It was not only the story itself important,  but the scenes are so beautiful that you can never forget about them.

Yes, a beautiful scene is just like a fresh flower. You will be dominated by the beauty if you are the right one.   If a film writer wishes to reproduce the beauty,  he needs money.  For a few seconds of beauty which can burn into your memory for your whole life,  it takes a million.

But this is a true life experience and you just felt the beauty by your fate, not by a film.

She was jogging among a group of young people outside the Palace.   I saw her and she saw me and she smiled.

It is the kind of smile which can turn over a whole country.

I was knocked down and the light was pierced deep into my mind.   Although I could still be standing.  But I am not me anymore.......

The story could be long and very long.

You'll see how a reporter sneak into the Palace and make friend with her.

And that is not important.

Important is how can the reporter to encourage her to leave the Palace?

It was by one sentence only.

He said: "You are to serve the people not to serve the king. "

And she agreed.

The story would tell you how she manage to run away from the Palace with the reporter for a brighter sunshine.

It needs not to tell the details,  because all the rest is not important.

Important is the determination.

Yet the determination will not be coming from nothing.   It's from a sudden realization.

All other reactions are followers of the sudden and fully explored understanding of reality.

It creates a sudden flash of beauty no one have seen before.

And this is the story:  "The Queen and I".........

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What if your right foot is broken?

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What if your right foot is broken?

My friend told me,  better to learn using the left foot to drive before accidents happen.

It was an episode happened long ago.   All cars need to use a right foot to press the crutch to change gear, and to press the brake to slow down or the accerlator to speed up.  If the right foot angle is hurt,  one can be stranded in a remote area.

It is a Plan-B for driving.

And it is a simple idea for everyone.

But it will not be the same in life.

Sometimes you can only have one plan.

What will you do if all roads are blocked?

And it is not a joke.  It needs to learn flying on top of driving always.

It needs to prepare a pair of wings,  and its reality.

You can get ideas from the internet always, but the internet will die also.

The question is:  what if your internet is dead?

You need to protect them.

And you need to learn flying.

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What is the mind on a horse?

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What is the mind on a horse?

There will not be a deep thought in running.

Slow and quiet is another choice.

To think in the minds of human is not easy.

Human is only a small unit of the universe.

It must be awared  that there is a secret around us.

And then eyes will be opened.

What are we living for?

Where are we going to?

These must be the thoughts for everyone.

How to produce love and wisdom for them?

Religions like Christianity created Sunday schools for students.

They arrange everyone to pray for learning.

It is a project practising for long years.

A project is useful, its better than none.

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Missing You

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新年快樂樂趣多

大吉大利笑呵呵

騎著馬兒飛奔喎

我掛住你掛住我

New Year joys beyond compare,

Luck and laughter everywhere!

On a horse, we swiftly ride—

I'm on your mind, you're on my side.

A poem 2026

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老髮微增曲處多

人間無奈歲月何

借取當年舊相片

回憶想望那當初

青春笑語舊生哥

樂趣未減歡聲播

還我從前太子道

大搖小擺慢步過

Hair thin with age, more curves appear,

Yet what can time do, year by year?

I take an old photo from the past,

To recall the days that couldn't last.

Youthful laughter, schoolmates of old,

Joy undiminished, stories told.

Give me back Prince Edward Road of yore,

Where I strolled slowly, as before.

note

Yore is an old-fashioned or poetic word that means "long ago" or "former times."

It is often used in the phrase "of yore," as in:

"in days of yore" → meaning "in days long past."

In the poem, "Prince Edward Road of yore" refers to the way that road used to be in the past, evoking nostalgia for earlier times.

Why it needs to seek help from heaven sometimes?

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Why it needs to seek help from heaven sometimes?

It is in this boundary where religion comes into the minds of people.

When you have exhausted all means to solve your problem,  you can only choose to pray.

The question is, is the problem a real one?

Have I exhausted all my strength?

If someone is going to die,  no one can stop him from dying.

Experiences in the hospital will tell you about this.

You were crying and you were praying, but nothing is possible.

You cannot wake up the dead.

You can only do your best.

Have I been doing all my best?

I dare not say yes.

But I promise you I will.

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Why am I happy?

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Why am I happy?

Actually, the question should be  "Why was I happy the day before? "

It was because of my dream.

I dreamt about my elder brother.

I never wanted to write about him before.

He was a trouble of the family. 

He was not retarded but he was slow.  He was slow in learning but quick in gambling. I helped him with his homework since we were six or seven. He was a gambler all his life since early ages. But he never worked,   and he never finished school.

His money, only small money, was always from our grandmother.   My grandmother forgave him and loved him,  And gave him money as long as she can afford.   A few coins will do sometimes.  We were a poor family. We were extremely poor even to the edge of hungry.  Although I can eat every day.   It was never a real hungry but we are at the edge of it.

And it was good.   It was healthy for thoughts to develop. If I was in a well-off family,  I might not have developed a mind to see it from the bottom.  I might not have developed a mind to concern about our universe and everything in it.   You can find many things with such a concern.

Everybody in my family was annoyed with my elder brother.  It is very bad for a poor family with a gambler to support.

My elder brother died early in his fifties.

Everything was quiet since then.

He was gradually fading away from my memory for the last 20 years.

I have a very good dream to dream about him the night before.

It was a very happy moment in the dream.

I am seldom so happy like this. But it was a dream. He came back to talk with me.   We were meeting in a very good restaurant with a garden. And he dressed well.  Not like the poor look before.

We were talking to each other and walking outside the garden in a comfortable and leisure manner.

And then I woke up in the mood of happiness. 

I was happy and I don't know why.

Maybe the unhappiness was gone in the dream.

Happiness was from unhappiness.

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