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Monday, February 21, 2011

Cool Hand Luke

Question:  Is Luck a hero?Explain what actions of his head you to your reason?

Answer: Maybe he is a hero.I am just a little feeling about the movie because the time and the event  is so far from me .I didn't understand the meaning of the movie on the class,just feel moved when Luke's mother meet him and his mom looks happy in front of him.But when Luke leaves,his mother cry sadly.I wanna cry at that time,but I should keep my emotion,so I refrain from crying.I have no feeling about prophase of the movie,I have seen a lot men doing penal servitudes.And just he revolt at last to attend the exequies of his mother.He beats again and again but he still try his best to revolt.I really admire his sprit because many people fail who don't work hard but just give up at last.
There is proverb saying:Where there's a will there's a way.Everyone will be successful if we can work hard until the final.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Anti-authority Song

我们这群打工仔
到处奔波简直是折磨肠胃
赚那么少钱,到月底怎么够用?(少得可怜)
真是非常倒霉 最糟的是老板动不动就发威(疯过癫鸡)
总是在这里有事没事象狗一样对着我们吠
一提到加人工他的面色就非常难看(抗议一下)
你就想得美了(半斤八两)
做得非常辛苦(半斤八两)
鞭炮湿水怎会响(半斤八两)
有本事,够胆就拿枪去抢 (反复)出了半斤的力,就想拿回八两的酬劳,现在赚钱艰难
那有这样理想的事(指出了半斤的力,就想拿回八两的报酬这件事)(真没办法)
我们这群打工仔 一辈子为钱做奴隶
那种辛苦可怜讲出来都吓死人(死给你看)
都不要说无什么所谓(半斤八两)
有福都不到你享(半斤八两)
比用热水泡猪肠还惨(半斤八两)


Translate:

Our jobber boy
it is so molestation for us to run around  everyday
salary is so low,how can I live this month?
it's really unlucy,then the boss always angry with us
Always yell to us like a crazy dog
once we mention increase the salary,his face will be black
how beautiful and lucky things you imagine
we are really tired
if we have courage,we will rob with gun
we work hard as long as to get our own part of salary
it is really hard to earn money now
what an ideal dream it is!
our jobber boys
be slaves of money in our life
it will scare people which our miserable experience
don't say it doesn't matter
some people is happy but that is not you
it's so cruel rather than splash hot water over people

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Poem---Cool children

Children are cool.They

play in the amusement park.They
run after playmates with toys.They

hug with their parents.They
breathe secrets with their dolls.They

laugh loudly.They
cry loudly.They

image the face when they grow up.They
are looking at white clouds in the sky.