Break dance is fun.....................

As stated by Mraccooooooooooo blog 'Break dance is the one of my interests. I love break dance but i can't dance. I love break dance because i think that's cool and can to attract more girl's attention. I love watching break dance since i was 12 years old. Here is some history about Break Dance. Break dance also call breaking, b-boy/b-girl. Break dance is a type of that is done by people who are a part of hip hop culture. Break dance was invented by Africans, Americans in New York City in the earls in 1970's. Today, break dance is a very famous sports by young people.' Break dance is a really good hobbies. Also, I like it very much because it's very fun and  healthy for our body.

{ THE POEM } 我愛這土地~I love this wonderful land

假於我是一隻鳥

我也應該用嘶啞的喉嚨歌唱

讚頌這被暴風雨所打擊著的土地

讚頌這永遠洗滌我們內心的河流

讚頌這無止息地吹著的春風

和那來自林間的無比溫柔的黎明

然後我死去

連羽毛也腐爛在土地裡面

為甚麼我的眼裡常含著淚水

因為我對這土地愛得深沈

If I am a bird.

I probably will use my hoarse throat to sing

To praise the storm hit the beautiful land

To praise the river rinse my heart forever

To praise the wind is warm and nice

Also. praise the tender of the dawn which is coming from the forest

Then after I die

My Feathers rot in the land

And why I am crying?

Cause I fall in love in this wonderful land.

A true story from my life

I kiss soft cheek at my left, and huge a strong body on my right side, and pick up my heavy bag and put a long price of paper witch is a white ticket. Today is 12 Aug 2009, i am in a beautiful glass building the sun shine on my face. I inhale a big air inside my body every memory come over my mind. Wow that one was the last breath for the place, for this airport , for my home HONG KONG.

Twenty of them are standing with me, i huge everyone of them, my family. But i was so sad cause i can't see my  grandmother who has gone into the hospital until now. However, after we said goodbye i cried. Some of them cried too. I get my bag and walking away from them. After a few step, I turned back again, then I saw every  eyes were focusing on me at the same time. Then i nod my head and turned back all i see at the front is Departures. This reminds me again, i am leaving my home Hong Kong. I gave my passport  to the police from the customs and waved my hand again. I wanted to cry! I wanted to cry! But i kept my remind myself I can't cry, if i did my mum will be really upset, so I kept walking on my way to CANADA......