L’INTERNATIONALE - (E. Pottier – P. Degeyter)

Debout, les damnés de la terre !
Debout ! Les forçats de la faim !
La raison tonne en son cratère,
C’est l’éruption de la fin.
Du passé, faisons table rase,
Foule esclave, debout ! debout !
Le monde va changer de base :
Nous ne sommes rien, soyons tout !
C’est la lutte finale,
Groupons nous, et demain
L’Internationale
Sera le genre humain.
Il n’est pas de sauveurs suprêmes,
Ni Dieu, ni César, ni tribun,
Producteurs, sauvons-nous nous-mêmes !
Décrétons le salut commun !
Pour que le voleur rende gorge,
Pour tirer l’esprit du cachot,
Soufflons nous même notre forge,
Battons le fer quand il est chaud !
C’est la lutte …
Ouvriers, paysans nous sommes
Le grand parti des travailleurs
La terre n'appartient qu'aux hommes
L'oisif ira loger ailleurs.
Combien, de nos chairs se repaissent !
Mais, si les corbeaux, les vautours,
Un de ces matins, disparaissent,
Le soleil brillera toujours !
C’est la lutte finale…

听过个个语言版本的国际歌，法语版的是最难听的。想起了大二的时候在系里一次活动中试了一下，台下奔溃者无数。今晚在youtube上被我碰上这仨，竟然唱得比我还难听。感慨万千。可幸后面是用国语所唱，方显气势。

注：最好听的是朝鲜版的。

恩，又一个国庆节了

激动，平静

憧憬那个激情澎湃的年代

人活着要有理想

别被房子车子票子卵子压弯了腰

迷失了方向

为了中国

为了全人类

为了全宇宙的高等生物

加油！！！！！！

Summer is torrid, burning, and damn hot. I'm not such afraid of this season, but at every summer holiday, I found nothing significant but dull, boring, humdrum indoor time killing. I wish I would have made full use of this precious time to pursue some academical research or engage in the improvement of technical skills. But the hot wave shocked me down, and the annoying glares penetrated every gaps slipping into my eyes. So I have to stay where the fan and aircondition normally work, evoking my missing for the cold winter. So I survived from the hot and the glare, but was limited in a tiny space, and turns into a prisoner, guilty of killing time, killing youth time. A prisoner has nothing to do but committing the same guilt which deserving more prison time then generating more guilts, then......and finally, a dead end. 

It really sucks me. I donnot wanna be a numb and dull shell of flesh with the soul lingering around outside, anymore! Gonna take some plans to have it changed. So here is why the category of Reminders comes out.

Sunlight changes into moonlight then turns into rain drops, then storm, then again, sunlight.

Days passed away so unconsciously only making me wondering WHY I DARE WASTE SO MANY YEARS! So many precious youth time has turned into the so-called tuition to the "college of society". I really failed to make my dream true, as Einstein said that if you can't make yourself "Nobel" Prized before 25y, you'll get few chances later. I'm old enough to reach 30y, but my scientific road is just kicking off, and no wage no marriage no offspring. Every time having my doctorial classes, I regret for the periods when skipping classes for PC game playing, or girl dating (so pity there was only one available to me), or tennis playing (there was a long period that I spend toooooo much time on tennis), or etc. It makes me feel like committing suicide. It's a guilty to the human race, ‘cause I think I was a genius, and might make some great creations and contributions. But finally I've successfully turned a guy that would benefit the society into a useless idiot. How could I be such “silly” (here silly means the double entendre)?!

Anyway, it’s all passed away. I’m silly still , but get a little smarter, overcoming the obstacles ahead of me and working hard for the aim that should have been fulfilled years ago. The frustrations (like: two manuscripts, three submissions and three ejections) have promoted me a lot. The fact that I’ve sacrifice the happiness of my parents and my offspring gives me enough power to complete the mission.