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　　Dec8-14th,2008

There are some things I learned in life about regretting things. I can complain and say “ I should have done that differently,” but that’s the thing about it all. You can’t go back and change things that have already happened.

What I ‘m trying to say is that I have no regret in my life. Everything that didn’t go the way I expected or planned, it has been a learning experience for me. Sure I can fo and say,” M an! I regret ever……”But I don’t want to do that. The outcomes of things that have gone wrong have taught me how to better myself, and how to make things right. It has made me a better person, and I’ gateful.

So in that sense, I don’t have any regrets. I’m not claiming to be a perfect person. I make mistakes all the time. But if I look back regret everything I do ,where will I be ? Probably still hangthing on the things I did wrong. I hope regret something in the future… who knows?Nobody’s perfect.

After thinking about what I just wrote, I come to wonder if everything I said was nonsense. I’m hoping it isn’t. what I wrote was something idealistic. Something that I hope I can fulfill. Then again, I’m human so I will make do learn something from your failure. That's the point!

　　Dec 15-21th,2008

In midweek, we were entering into the English talent competition, athouth we all know what is the result, but we still keep to it. But at last, when the performance was finished, all of us said the same words, such as “lose face”…ude me, because it is a factum… when our head teacher told me that our attitude is not correct, I think it’s right……and I think a lot of it , I don’t know how did it ……

Next, we should prepare for the CET4 exam, and do our best, I was ready to go home, and I slmost didn’t go home, and I almost didn’t fo home for two months, so I also miss home.

Ok ,stop writing, I will do other thigs.

　　英语周记 第十二周(A spring out)

A spring out

Spring came with all its glories. The new grass exposed its green colour. The pretty flowers opened their were tempted to go for an outing.

It was Sunday, the 20th of April. We set out very early on bikes, carrying bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cakes, bacon and cooked eggs. We rode along the winding paths in the fields, across the meadows and down the willow were fresh and green. The swallows were flying to and fro, up and down the sky. The birds, like musicians, snang their melodious songs in the trees, and the butterflies, like colorful dancers, were fluttering here and there. We breathed the fresh air deeply and laughed heartily.

At 10 a.m. we arrived at the foot of the Hu shan Hill. We left our bikes with a bike-repairing shop and began to climb up the Hill. Near the top, under a big tree with luxuriant foliage we had our picnic. We drank and ate, talked and laughed. After the picnic we stood in the breeze with our hands on our waists, enjoying the fine landscape. Then we lay on the grass talking about our life and studies.

At about 4 p. m. , we returned with balmy greenness on our backs and freshness in our hearts.