果绿色の悠伤☆◇◇◇＠未央

i had to get up early in the morning to take 40 minutes' bus and then walk for nearly 30 minutes to get to the university from the busstop.there is always walking,it's tired really,but there's no complain. it's well worth doing so,actually,from my heart.we went to the silk museum,yan'an road,bank of china with peter,the west lake and make dumplings,drawing chinese water color and experience the calligraphy together.it was such a happy time that i'll never forget.but i am sorry that some of them felt sick during the three days.perhaps because of the bad weather ,or the food we ate,or the different climate.anyway,they are very afraid of the things like dumplings now and don't dare to have any snacks in zhiweiguan..then we found hard to choose what we eat for supper ,for the restaurant which is famous for its truditional snacks hasn't got many types of common dishes and what's more,they're usually much too oily...i know their stomach are not comfortable but we had no better choice...so it seemed that they didn't enjoy the dinner very much but the atmosphere among the table was good .everyone was smiling i think.

it's a pity that i didn't take enough photos!!their expressions on face are all cute!talking with krista,andrea and kim was my great pleasure~i've learned much details of their daily life in America and also eager to make chocolate cakes and apple pies by myself!!andea showed great interest in the two-storey bus and was surprised by the cheap price.she's a pretty and active girl.she left me deep impression and she told me she's good at sports,like basketballs and so on.it's admirable~she looks energetic when going shopping,but didn't feel well today.maybe she's too tired.she just spent a little while with us along the lake.i was tremendously unwilling to part with her so earlier and of course everybody later.we probably won't have chance to see each other in future.i asked for all their e-mail address but i'm afraid i will not get much time on writing.i'll manage,just try my best to keep in touch...i don't want to miss friends really,though it's only three days'time.i'll treasure.

peter and his wife are kind.bob with long golden yellow hair looks just like a musician.it's cool.jo said to me :" daisy,you're artistic!"i felt excellent when hearing this,i don't think i did a good job on calligraphy,i just learned a little before,but i felt highly honoured they like it.i wrote the chinese translation of peter's and five girls' name for the with brush and ink.it's interesting when we learnt how to draw plum and orchid blossom and watch the chinese clothes made of silk like qipao.but this morning ,the speech given by a professor about the development of chinese rural area was partly boring and too slow.we intended to watch a big movie "the promise" it's delayed by the key problem.peter was curious about the silkworm and seemed excited when we said that we all kept silkworm babies the see the process of the growing until a moth.he's lovely...

in America people don't use bike as a transportation tool.they just use it for fun,exercise or thrilling activity.there's not bike way in the street.almost each family member has his or her own car.and farmers use machines to harvest the corns.it's convenient.there're often several children in one family and they can play together to escape from the loneliness,but we can't because of the population policy.students also have much homework to do in school but they have more free space.the same as us,their efficiency at school is higher than at home.there're so many temptation around home.they also like to eat fried things like chips but don't care much about the skin and weight problem because they're just ok and take enough sports.when they talked about pies and pancakes they cook at home, i was swallowing my saliva!!it sounds nice and delicious as if i had already tasted it!!i wish i could have a chance to try~

kim gave me a tight hug at last.it made my heart extremely warm at the moment.i can still feel the temperature.i was moved by her warmth.her voice is nice.i especially like it.every friend kept waving their arms to say goodbye to us when we were going to separate,there was sadness in my mind.but i can only think of smiles on their beautiful faces.~

YAOchunjun is sometimes with us,coco,jenny,jason,edison and me .he's an outstanding senior student at zhejiang university of technology and works as the chairman of the students' union.he's very tall 188cm and a little handsome....~

i'm trying to record everything down here when the memories are still fresh.i'd like to keep the vivid vista always on my mind.thank you,kim,krista johanne and emily,i'll put your feelings which are written on my notebook carefully in my drawer and remain them as treasures,or a kind of souvenir with true sensation . later some pictures will be uploaded here.andrea,will you come to have a look at my space?you can leave a message if you like.i'll miss you all,dears~_~

All About Lily Chou-Chou," a sprawling and adventurous tale of teen alienation, might just be the movie that pushes the Japanese new wave out of the film-geek ghetto.

Or not. Like "Eureka," "All About Lily Chou-Chou" is arguably too ambitious, too all-encompassing and too concerned with flouting narrative convention for its own good. Then again, some of the same criticisms could apply to François Truffaut's "The 400 Blows," a movie that bears more than a passing similarity to this one. As that comparison suggests, I loved "All About Lily Chou-Chou" despite its problems, or at least I greatly admired its crystalline, high-definition video look, its explosive feel, its wealth of ideas, its willingness to go anywhere and do anything. If your taste runs to "difficult" films you absolutely can't miss it. (At this point, its United States release consists of one theater in Manhattan, so many of you may have to wait for home video.)

Writer-director Shunji Iwai is no kid (he's 39), but his movie has a youthful restlessness, an almost compulsive daring. It won't make any difference to American viewers, but the film itself is actually a continuation of a sort of online soap opera Iwai launched in Japan. For all that, the film's basic outline isn't especially confusing: "All About Lily Chou-Chou" is mainly the story of Yuichi (Hayato Ichihara), a moody, near-silent teenage boy who's obsessed with a pop singer named, yep, Lily Chou-Chou. Beyond that, though, things get murky.

Scenes don't always occur in chronological order, and some remain entirely mysterious. Two characters are killed and another is raped, and on all three occasions we basically have to infer (or guess) what has happened. For a while another boy, a charismatic, cruel James Dean type named Hoshino (Shugo Oshinari), seems to become the main character. Then there's a long sideways journey in the middle, when the film temporarily becomes a homemade video of an Okinawa vacation that ends with a near-drowning while the camera sloshes around haphazardly in the surf.

Iwai's portrait of Japanese high-school life is dense with compelling detail. In between his sessions in an online chat-room devoted to Lily -- rendered as a series of explosive intertitles that interrupt and sometimes overlay the action -- Yuichi must navigate a landscape of warring bullies and gangs, sadistic and seductive packs of girls and various grades of clueless, harried adults. Ichihara is a handsome, slight kid who can simultaneously convey curiosity and sullenness. If Yuichi is pretty much the classic wounded adolescent of world cinema, transposed to the age of chat rooms and digital video, that doesn't stop us from pining for a time when he will be less awkward and his life a little easier.

Indeed, as we gradually piece together, Yuichi is full of unresolved longing for a long-haired girl named Kuno (Ayumi Ito), a classical pianist who favors Debussy and is herself a pariah among the bitchy girl-cliques. I may be misinterpreting some of the ambiguous information in "All About Lily Chou-Chou," but it seems as though Kuno sat next to Yuichi one day in school and introduced him to Lily's music, but he's never gotten up the courage to talk to her since (although they may have communicated pseudonymously online). Like most of the film's characters, Kuno is eventually victimized by the dashing bully Hoshino, an enigmatic character who is cruel and violent without seeming entirely unsympathetic.

If the narrative progress of Iwai's film is sometimes baffling, what keeps you watching are his lustrous images and the complexity of his portrayal of middle-class Japan in decline. "Lily Chou-Chou" is clearly another entry in the cinema of globalization, whose main subject is the arrival of rapid change -- especially crime, social dislocation and the rise of commercial culture -- in previously traditional societies. I have no way of knowing whether its depiction of high school as an anarchic zone of terror, prostitution and bloodletting is more fact than fantasy, but the movie certainly dislodged my preconception that juvenile delinquency in Japan would be mild by Western standards.

I've never been bothered by the graininess and unstable color palette of digital video, especially as it is used by directors at the artier, or at least cheaper, end of the moviemaking spectrum. Iwai is almost certainly going digital by choice; he begins and ends the film with images of Yuichi against a field of sizzling-green grass, an electric hue perhaps only attainable in this format. He even films scenes at night, in which the characters react naturalistically to the single bright light atop his video camera, blinking and shielding their eyes. Somehow it works.

I suppose "All About Lily Chou-Chou" is at its heart making the oldest possible complaint about modern culture: that as it purports to bring people together it actually keeps them separate. Iwai isn't interested in Lily herself, who never appears in the film (and may not even be real); Lily and her pseudo-mystical domain, "the Ether," seem to symbolize a lost tranquility that may be the past or the future but definitely isn't the here and now.

Just as Yuichi can never talk to Kuno, the saucy Shiori (Yu Aoi), who's being pimped out to salarymen by Hoshino, can never tell Yuichi how much she likes him. About halfway through this puzzling, intermittently brilliant film, there's a scene that seems to summarize its themes of frustrated longing and unfulfilled desire. Yuichi is assigned by Hoshino to walk Shiori home, and she spends the whole trip repeatedly kicking him, and then races off the path to plunge into a muddy irrigation canal. When they reach her house, she stands dripping in the driveway while Yuichi shuffles away. On opposite sides of the hedge, they both lurk for a few moments, gazing at the ground, each hoping the other will do or say something. We can see them, from a distance, but they can't see each other.

just finished reading the da vinci code...so incredible..who can tell me whether the history material through the plot of this fiction is ture or not!!! i didn't find any special meaning mentioned in the story when i payed all my attention carefully looking at the great paintings by the genius da vincy before!!!