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Tuesday, 8 May 2012
A Cure For Snoring
By the time John pulled into the little town, every hotel room was taken.
“You’ve got to have a room somewhere,” he pleaded to a hotel manager. “Or just a bed — I don’t care where.”
“Well, I do have a double room with one occupant,” admitted the manager, “and he might be glad to split the cost. But to tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms have complained in the past. I’m not sure it’d be worth it to you.”
“No problem,” the tired traveller assured him. “I’ll take it.”
The next morning, John came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. When asked about how he slept, he replied, “Never better.”
The manager was impressed. “No problem with the other guy snoring, then?”
“Nope. I shut him up in no time.”
“How’d you manage that?”
“He was already in bed, snoring away, when I came in the room,” John said. “I went over, gave him a kiss on the cheek, said, ‘Goodnight beautiful.’ With that he sat up all night watching me.” Friday, 6 April 2012
Wooden Bowls .jpg) A frail old man lived with his son, his daughter-in-law, and his four-year-old grandson. His eyes were blurry, his hands trembled, and his step faltered. The family would eat together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon, dropping to the floor. When he grasped his glass of milk, it often spilled clumsily at the tablecloth. With this happening almost every night, the son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. "We must do something about grandfather," said the son. "I've had enough of his milk spilling, noisy eating and food on the floor," the daughter-in-law agreed. So the couple set a small table at the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed their dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in wooden bowls. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather's direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence. One evening, before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly: "What are you making?" Just as sweetly, the boy replied, "Oh, I'm making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up." The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. These words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears streamed down their cheeks. Though no words were spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening, the husband took grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days, grandfather ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk was spilled or the table cloth was soiled.. Monday, 19 March 2012
 欲相守，难相望，人各天涯愁断肠； 爱易逝，恨亦长，灯火阑珊人彷徨； 行千山，涉万水，相思路上泪两行； 春花开，秋叶落，繁华过后留残香； 望长空，叹明月，形单影只心惆怅； 酒意浓，心亦醉，罗衫轻袖舞飞扬； 思秋水，念伊人，咫尺天涯媲鸳鸯； 前世情，今生债，红尘轮回梦一场。 Saturday, 17 March 2012
 有些故事，不一定要讲给所有人听； 有些悲伤，不一定谁都会懂； 有些伤口，時间久了就会慢慢长好； 有些委屈，受了想通了也就釋然了； 有些伤痛，忍过了疼久了也成习惯了； 有些藏在心底的话，不想说也就沒必要说了。 其实，並 Thursday, 15 March 2012
为了你好, 开心就好. :)  Wednesday, 14 March 2012
Funny Story: A 4 year Old kid kept telling his teacher about his baby sister who was going to be born, because he was very excited about it. One day his mom made him feel the baby's movements by placing his palm, on her stomach. The kid didn't say anything. From that day onward he stopped telling his teacher about his baby sister. One day when his teacher inquired about his baby sister, the boy's eyes were filled with tears. He replied: "My Mummy ate it!" Tuesday, 13 March 2012
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