Auguest,2008

       Today is all the rainy, and the wind is big. I don’t like the weather. In the afternoon, Liao Yi came to me, who is my friend in the same province.

       From 4 o’clock until now, I was watching the telescript. I cried when I saw the heroine was dead after explosion. Although somewhere I don’t understand what mean, I think when I have many social experiences I can know it. The play tells a commercial story, mainly about a man who is very wise. His friend call him not a man but a ghost or a demon. He planed a commercial active that makes a poor country have its machines to earn money and let a rich man suicide. I am not a clever girl, and I just can do the thing is learning hardly and find a job which I can live. Just it.

       I must go home, wash my face and get a good sleep. Tomorrow is a new week, and a new day has begun. Goodbye!