Siu Lun Tsui

The course of life resembles the journey of a drop of water, it starts as a droplet at the glacier's front high up in the mother mountain
It drips, thrives and together with the other fellow droplets to form brooks, streams and rivers, while rushing down the slope and heading to the ocean
They acquire all kinds of everything, bit by bit along the long journey, through washing the river bank, shaping landscape and carving canyon
They irrigate barren lands, cultivate crops and nurture civilizations, but also flood villages, render creatures homeless and seize all their possessions
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Monsoon
The sun shine on this great land for months, barren fields are mercilessly roasted
Bottom of ponds are exposed, fertile land is baked into a big piece of cracked biscuit
Apart from desperately searching for a mouthful of water, creatures on earth has few other livelihood left
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Every second week in May, people will have an urge to visit the florist, and choose carnation...
Big kids who just leave the college often choose pink carnation, and wish their mother to stay young and pretty.
Young parents while busy in taking care of their babies would like to choose yellow carnation, to show their hearted gratefulness to the lady who took care of them, when they were still a baby.
People who have gone through vicissitudes of life, often pick up red carnation for their aging mother, and make a wish for her good health and longevity.
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The conductor waves his baton to conduct the music, just like a wizard drawing arcs with his wand to play the magic
This wakes up the elf of melody who is sleeping in the score sheet, while waiting for the next show of music
Musicians vibrate their strings, blow their pipes and percuss hard in a way of rhythmic
The spirit of the pipe, genie of the chord & the kobold inside the drum all are excited, they rush out and jump into the air to circle around the hall of music
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Meeting old friends

It's always a great please to meet old friends
Especially we know each other for decades but haven't seen for a while
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Do you notice that recently, this city's air is very fresh & the sky is very clear?
It's not because of the autumn, but thanks to the much reduced motor vehicle exhaust
Our citizens suddenly become environmentally conscious, though passively
This is a tremendous contribution in reducing global pollution, as the latter is directly proportional to economical activities
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Young ideologists play with their yellow umbrella at the main road, with fantasy to play the role of Messiah.
Ordinary people are forced to pay the unaffordable price, to which they need to give up their livelihood.
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In Admiralty the tents align, road by road
Line up alongside the slope, like a summer camp where the kids go

Holding umbrella in yellow, row by row
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Life is a drop of water in a river of no return, heading towards the ocean and never regret
It travels along the main stream, pushes the wave of fate up and down
It shapes landscape, crafts canyon and deposits sand for the delta form
It is blown up and gone with the wind, rains back to the mountain and...
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Grey owl hides, apposing a piece of dried bark of a dead tree
Standing abolutely still, without flickering a piece of feather
Keep whole body motionless, except her pair of cool, big vigilant eyes
Staring and scanning for any careless creature, who dares to come nearby
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A sleeping monster woke up in the Dark Continent

This invisible demon evolved near the Ebola River
It multiplies and consumes lives without a mercy
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The earth make a sneeze, shake the mountain and tear the land apart
Showing absolutely no mercy and wreck creatures without any hesitancy
The humble homosapiens are helpless in front of mother nature, when she is angry
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Devil wind bursting out from the sun, heading towards our home planet
Lured by our invisible guard, they go to the poles and turn into aurora
These fairies dance in sky, showing off their beauty and cool power
My dear fellow Homo sapiens, please enjoy these beautiful dance and, don't blame the monster somersaulting underneath our feet
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The original city have changed forever, just like the river of no return
The harmony between the novel and the orthodox peoples is already torn apart
Athough they have a common dream for democracy, there is no consensus on the means and pace
They turn against each other, friends become foes and brothers become enemies.
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Water is running down the River Miljacka, telling Sarajevo's long tale.....
It nourishes the people of the "Europe's Jelusalem", provides holy water for all the Mosque, Catholic church and Orthodox church, in the same street
lt roars underneath the Latin Bridge, mimicking the first gun shot that subsequently took away 18 million lives, in mankind's first global atrocity a century ago
lt rushes by the side of the Bosnian National Library, helping to wash away the ashes of the 3 million books that burned down to the ground, durng the thousand-day seige 2.5 decades ago
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Elegant lady standing by la Seine for eight centuries
She witnesses the Gaul's glories, tragedies & embraces their soul
She suvived desecration during the great revolution & shells of the world wars
Regretably, our lady is beated heavily by Vulcan's hammer this morning, her Spire isturned into a giant torch
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The world is colorful, a smart mixture of blue, yellow & red

Unfortunately, tribes in paradise have their own preferences.....
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Plenty of pumpkins lying on the ground,
yellow green and brown
Sleeping comfortably under the sun,
at the early autumn ground
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It's always wonderful to meet our classmates again, some decades after we've said goodbye at the graduation hall.
This reactivates our sweet and bitter memories, of the good old days when we were chasing each other in the school hall.
We promptly recognize each other without any difficulties, although our mirror reflections have unrecognizably changed after all.
We laugh at each other, on our Michelin bellies and bold head scattered with silvery straw.
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