Since my birthday is around the corner, some pals of mine continuously remind me of the annual dinner. I feel definitely happy that I am always cared about. Nonetheless, not until yesterday did I realize my father’s birthday had passed me by. “What the bloody hell was I doing and thinking about two days ago?”, I questioned myself.
This is a real embarrassment for me. I forgot my father’s birthday while mine has been running in people’s mind. For 50 years, my father did not get a chance of hearing his son’s “Happy Birthday Day” right on his day; for more than two decades, contrarily, I was so blessed that I never missed my day.
Parents’ love for their children is spontaneous, asking for nothing but our doing well. They would be in great joy, however, when you convey your well-wishing and gratitude to them on their birthday. I still kept my stupidity as I always do, though I know how much significance it is of to them.
Today a friend of mine reminded again of how we are going to enjoy ourselves on my day.
“Forget it!”, I replied
He is the second doctor with whom I have ever engaged in conversation. He is not a real doctor right now actually, for he still has two years left till his graduation. He got his master’s degree on economics two years ago when he did not feel like getting a job but going on reading for a doctor’s degree. What made me feel good was his explanation about the rising food prices throughout the country. He reminds of the much lower prices, compared with that in the past a few years, of those electronic, and IT, products, such as computers along with relevant accessories, and the like. Macroscopically speaking, therefore, the current situation cannot simply be considered as inflation. We exchanged some academic ideas then, and he gave some advices on further academic degrees. This experience is a special one, but I definitely snubbed his remark on the most lucrative career – teacher. He right then was willing to establish some kind of training school for people who plan to read for some academic degrees.
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I’ve for long heard about rising food prices, but it never drew me too much attention as I’ve been taking it for granted until yesterday when I spent 5 kuai on a meal (rice and beef) which was usually 4 kuai wroth of RMB.
A friend of mine told me the rise of world oil price results in rising food prices, which is reasonable. Then I searched on the site I trust, Nytimes.Com, and I found it is the appreciation of RMB that spur inflation. China’s trade surplus, particularly with the US, has been out there for many years, and the gap is even widening. The appreciation of RMB is therefore inevitable under the great pressure especially put on by the US Congress. Rising prices, however, is going to lessen the competitiveness of Chinese goods in international market, and export growth is to be moderated, which identically moderates the trade surplus.
We are always delighted with the stable growth of China’s economy as it further grew 11.9% at an annual pace in the second quarter this year. But when I heard there’s going to be a problem if economy always goes up at a double-digit pace, I definitely doubt whether there is some defects behind the curtain. In an otherwise way of thinking do I hope the current problem will be resolved insofar as we and the government can do before a real and serious panic occurs.
早年的翻译，翻译了一篇新华社的社论，只为练习。
Global Warming’s Way to International Political Agenda
Wuyong Feng May 5th, 2007
Several decades ago, it only appeared in very few meteorologists’1 description; around ten years ago, it was just discussed within the field of meteorology; but now, it frequently makes its appearance on the stage of international politics.
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There are two of them, juniors at college. That could be incredible a week ago, and now I still cannot believe it. They have been that courageous to live with two boys. Luckily, these boys are good ones.
That small room, which is somewhat filthy, has cleaned up meticulously. Now there is no access to that feminine and little universe of theirs unless my feet are bare. Melodious chatter and laughter is often heard even if this is the first night, indicating that they are so adaptable to a new environment. Really interesting!
I’ve been friendly and kind to them, and that’s reciprocal so far. And I am happy now for having got the rent. The only thing I am worried about is that if it would be an embarrassment when they are off to the bathroom at night creeping through the parlor where I sleep.
Today I happened to meet a senior who was packing up. So far, I haven’t sent anybody off, and I felt like giving him a hand, though we had not been that familiar with one another.
I saw people crying when they are going to be apart. Four years is so long that the attachment towards each other is deeply rooted. I also heard about genuine friendship is not easily attainable later out of campus, where people’s attitude is generally interest-oriented. In face of sensibility and personal interest, the latter one is often preferred. I used to worry about the bald-faced relationship among people, for it would be a bore to care about if you are doing well or not, what you say to people, or how to disguise yourself under an invisible cloak. I am not that kind of person who is totally transparent to others, but I really know I need to share something with somebody lest I would feel alienated. When I am seeking for a solution, however, I gradually find it would be more tired of doing so, because the more you want to balance your sensibility and your personal sense of security, the more difficult you could do that. Then I try to think about it easily, which may be the way I am conditioned to. No matter what happens, I live the way I live. And I would like to rub shoulders with anybody who likes me, and doesn’t care about my being troublesome, and people who is predeterminate to meet me somehow. Perhaps I could find a piece of land of my own, and occasionally free myself from earthly cares.
May you have a good trip, my senior fellow.
