Perhaps. Love.

思 恋

爱很简单.
如 果 爱是永恒,
必定会有那么一天
我们都可尝到简单爱之滋味.
只要我不断追寻着我要的幸福,
我深信我们的爱可达到有如" Forever Love" 之深界.
我俩的爱情路途有如走过了漫长的丝路,
虽辛苦, 但开心.
因心知如可长江死守,
这将可为我们之间所创作出的童话画上只完美的句点.


Thoughts On Love

Love is simple.
If Love is eternal,
there will be a day
when we will get to taste the fruits of our love.
As long as we keep searching for our desired happiness,
I firmly believe that our love will attain a state of " Forever Love".
Our love journey had been akin to the long and ardous path of having to travel the Silk Road
for we found happiness though the road was a tad rocky.
We both knew in our hearts that if we could be in the company of each other forever,
it will be the perfect ending to a magical fairytale we had penned together.


Though I believe God had paved before me a destined path, the thought still cannot quell my desire to know when will I meet someone who will be willing to walk along the Silk Road with me. Alas, time will reveal the person from the depths of her shadows, whilst I can only ponder and imagine......had the person been revealed and merely slightly obscured from my view.......I wonder...hmm. Anyway...just realised that my Mandarin is lacklustre...really needs some polishing....

To love is a gift. To be loved is a blessing. Cherish all who cherished you.

Fitting farewell to a person who believes in second chances

Tree of faith

As the sands of time slipped us by,
flowers bloom and wither by.
Yet amongst the wake of time rooted a sturdy old oak tree,
standing proudly with unwavered faith and determination to its cause.

Through hardship and turmoil,
through cold merciless rain and blazing sun,
lies forth a tree,
standing firmly with beliefs and values very much intact.

Alas, fate has forced the hands of time to bade a sad farewell,
to a wonderful principal,
caring teacher of life,
and above all,
a woman with wills of steel.
Though she may not withstand the strains of time,
memories of her struggles are akin to the undying spirit of the tree of faith,
lingering on in our hearts............
forever.


Time spares nobody in its wake...yet it does not mean that the past should be forgotten...gone...banished into the abyss. Maybe I should perhaps clarify the above intended meaning...it is a tribute to newly retired NYJC principal, Mrs Ho Woon Ho. She was a true champion for our various cultures to be deeply rooted within the seemingly more fickle minded modern generation of students. I was back at school on wednesday to witness the last of her tenure as principal. As I watched tears streamed freely down her rather rosy cheeks, a feeling of awe ruled over me. I admired the work she had put into promoting Chinese cultures in all her years as an educator, but I was more impressed as I stood and watched hordes of her ex-students thanking her for giving them second chances, shedding away the discriminating light shone upon them by society and ultimately changing their perception to life, driving home the amount of satisfaction one can garner as an educator within me.

Perhaps it was God's way of reminding me that spiritual rewards beats any monetary rewards that awaits if I had chosen a different path in life. I have constantly doubted myself...haunted by my own decision...yet it seems fate just wants me to accept that this is the course of life paved before me.


"飲水思源"
"十年樹木, 百年樹人"
These phrases are immortalized by her...the meaning of which be remembered and adhered to...always.