China, slow down your foot please
Miracles were created one by one in china in last 30 years. Politicians are pleased,experts are amused, businessmen are excited , the world is shocked.
B山西確定開學時間ut, do china need miracles?
China is a young man, his hands are tender, his shoulders are fragile, his experiece is shortened, his ability is limited. Miracles were created, and his boby, his power and his future were overdrafted. He is tired. He needs a rest and reconsideration. Your people are also tired, your people need time.
Miracle is a dream which is made by the politicians, and the experts push it , the businessmen build it. They built a colorful dream for people, but it belongs to them not to your people. The dream has submerged its moral天狼電影在線觀看ity, credibility, faith.
A country is like a body, law is his bone, morality is his blood, credibility is his( 文章閱讀網：www.sanwen.net )
muscle,and faith is his vessel. Without law, the dream is olny a story, without
morality, the dream is only a bubble, without credibility, the dream is only a myth,
without faith, the dream is only a dream.
Don’t let the number get you lost, don’t let last achievements cover your eyes, don’t let surface phonomenon make 港臺三級your dizzy, don’t let others applause infl亞州色圖區uence your judgement. You should look around your history, your should ask your people, you should question yourself.
Don't dream to be number one in the world, don't challenge your limits, don't test the ability of your people. You need time too.
Your people understand your love but can not feel it. You moved too quickly, it brought not only prosperity, growth and confidence but also puzzles, pains, tears and worries. All your people need are to live respectfully, easily, and happily. Their feeling will tell them what is wrong or right.
China, don’t march so fast. Your people are not ready, your socity is not ready and yo愛情公寓ur country is not ready.
So slow down your foot, please.
I was sure that I was to be killed. I became terribly nervous. I fumbled in my pockets to see if there were any cigarettes, which had escaped their search. I found one and because of my shaking hands, I could barely get it to my lips. But I had no matches, they had taken those.I looked through the bars at my jailer. He did not make eye contact with me. I called out to him:"Have you got a light?" He looked at me, shrugged and came over to light my cigarette. As he came close and lit the match, his eyes inadvertently locked with mine. At that moment, I smiled. I don't know why I did that. Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps it was because, when you get very close, one to another, it is very hard not to 中國大媽smile. In any case, I smiled. In that instant, it was as though a spark jumped across the gap between our two hearts, our two human souls. I know he didn't want to, but my smile leaped through the bars and generated a smile on his lips, too. He lit my cigarette but stayed near, looking at me directly in the eyes and continuing to smile.
I kept smiling at him, now aware of him as a person and not just a jailer. And his looking at me seemed to have a new dimension too. "Do you have kids?" he asked. "Yes, here, here." I took out my wallet and nervously fumbled for the pictures of my family. He, too, took out the pictu李沁挽張若昀res of his family and began to talk about his plans and hopes for them. My eyes filled with tears. I said that I feared that I'd never see my family again, never have the chance to see them grow up. Tears came to his eyes, too. "Suddenly, without another word, he unlocked my cell and silently led me out. Out of the jail, quietly and by back routes, out of the town. There, at the edge of town, he released me. And without another word, he turned back toward the town.
"My life was saved by a smile." Yes, the smile--the unaffected, unplanned, natural connection between people.. I really believe that if that part of you and that part of me could recognize each other, we wouldn't be enemies. We couldn't have hate or envy or fear.