Some Kind of Wonderful

I'm here looking around the world, and it seems to be so tranquil and wonderful.
I can't express the feeling of embraced by the tender wind and sunshine.
Counting down the days back home, I cherish the moment more than before.
Such a lucky person I am.
At this moment, I realise that I'm aging year by year.
New appearance comes out everyday.

"True power is when your enemies beg down before you."
Is it "Survival of the Fittest" true? or
If I can live easier, and never regret everything I've done and never give in.
Can I say I live in the best way I can?


















Sightseeing is kind of returing back to nature. Human beings are supposed to
go back home for a while without anxiety, and burden.

I love here, I love Edinburgh. Got to hit the books and write my dissertation.
Wish my grandpa healthier and recover from cancer sooner.