Thursday, May 18, 2017

Poetry?

Poetry plays my heart with its gentle fingers.  Then as I longed with my teary eyes, the poets seemed just turned their heads with a knowing nod.  The souls can not be lonely when there is poetry.

I found Philip Larkin's "Days" this morning.  I guess it's fitting for my blog.

Days

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What are days for?
Days are where we live.   
They come, they wake us   
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:   
Where can we live but days?

Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor   
In their long coats
Running over the fields.

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Visit to Qufu and PingYe in Shangdong

On the last day in Xian, I was able to get a special gift for Margaret and Steven.  I asked a calligrapher to write out Huang family's middle name poem.  Hopefully they will keep it and tell the story of the poem to their kids and grandkids.....



 

The following morning, Tom and I parted with the group from "Hiking the Road to Shu" in Xian, and took a train ride to Qufu.  Two ladies met up with us at the Qufu station to start the three days visit.

Tom relaxed in the train:
Our snacks and lunch on the train:

The train ride was fast and comfortable! It took 5 hours from Xian to Qufu.

Linda (Xiao Wu's wife) accompanied us to do quite a bit of sight seeing in Yanzhou and PingYe.




 






 We met up with three sons of Fushen Jei in a restaurant for lunch.


We did more sight seeing in the "cultural park".   

 Flowers from the hotel we stayed.