Thursday, November 01, 2007
Fraction 2007
If you look close enough, you'll find everyone has a weak spot.
I shot my wife...prove it.
Even the boken clock gets to be right twic a day.
Take a very special sort of person to look into someone's eyes and shoot them. It is a crtain kind of strength. Ted ( by Anthony Hopkins) made a plan to kill his wife and her lover by only one bullet. He previously changed his gun with Lt. Robert Nunally. Lt. Nunally took it out when he left the Ted's. The only peice of evidence was take away and wear on Lt. Nunally's hip. Willy was cute and accoused Ted for murdering his wife as his wife was alreadu dead. The first time Ted went to trial for attempt to murder his wife for she's still alive then. But now, things changed. New evidence for new charge. Wonderful act showed by Anthony Hopkins and Ryan Gosling.
Ps No one cares wheither Jennifer alive or dead except Willey. They all pay attention to their own bussiness. Leave ur e-mail address as you prefered to have a discussion. Because this blog is always unable to be accessed by myself, I cannot see any comments on board.
I shot my wife...prove it.
Even the boken clock gets to be right twic a day.
Take a very special sort of person to look into someone's eyes and shoot them. It is a crtain kind of strength. Ted ( by Anthony Hopkins) made a plan to kill his wife and her lover by only one bullet. He previously changed his gun with Lt. Robert Nunally. Lt. Nunally took it out when he left the Ted's. The only peice of evidence was take away and wear on Lt. Nunally's hip. Willy was cute and accoused Ted for murdering his wife as his wife was alreadu dead. The first time Ted went to trial for attempt to murder his wife for she's still alive then. But now, things changed. New evidence for new charge. Wonderful act showed by Anthony Hopkins and Ryan Gosling.
Ps No one cares wheither Jennifer alive or dead except Willey. They all pay attention to their own bussiness. Leave ur e-mail address as you prefered to have a discussion. Because this blog is always unable to be accessed by myself, I cannot see any comments on board.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Full of It 2007
Winners always lie.
Linars always win.
Do u believe it? Samule did not believe it, either. However, he tried to lie to people around. It did work and people became to like him when he lay. He found all his lies came true one morning. His dog ate his homework every morning, her parents became artists... he was an excellent basketball player and saved his team time and again... Not too long did he found it was not what he wanted. He really needed to get back the normal life he used to.
Just a funny story.
Linars always win.
Do u believe it? Samule did not believe it, either. However, he tried to lie to people around. It did work and people became to like him when he lay. He found all his lies came true one morning. His dog ate his homework every morning, her parents became artists... he was an excellent basketball player and saved his team time and again... Not too long did he found it was not what he wanted. He really needed to get back the normal life he used to.
Just a funny story.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Oh, My God
karlhigh.blogspot.com can be visited again. More than 100 days have passed. Time passed and things changed.
Thanks God
Thanks 17big
Thanks God
Thanks 17big
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
FW: The trees outside my window
From the window of my room, I could see a tall cotton-rose hibiscus. In spring, when green foliage was half hidden by mist, the tree looked very enchanting dotted with red blossom. This inspiring neighbor of mine often set my mind working. I gradually regarded it as my best friend.
Nevertheless, when I opened the window one morning, to my amazement, the tree was almost bare beyond recognition as a result of the storm ravages the night before. Struck by the plight, I was seized with a sadness at the thought “all the blossom is doomed to fall”. I could not help sighing with emotion: the course of life never runs smooth, for there are so many ups and downs, twists and turns. The vicissitudes of my life saw my beloved friends parting one after another. Isn’t it similar to the tree shedding its flowers in the wind?
This event faded from my memory as time went by. One day after I came home from the countryside, I found the room stuffy and casually opened the window. Something outside caught my eye and dazzled me. It was a plum tree all scarlet with blossom set off beautifully by the sunset. The surprise discovery overwhelmed me with pleasure. I wondered why I had no idea of some unyielding life sprouting over the fallen petals when I was grieving for the hibiscus.
When the last withered petal dropped, all the joyful admiration for the hibiscus sank into oblivion as if nothing was left, until the landscape was again ablaze with the red plum blossom to remind people of life’s alternation and continuance. Can’t it be said that life is actually a symphony, a harmonious composition of loss and gain.
Standing by the window lost in thought for a long time, I realized that no scenery in the world remains unchanged. As long as you keep your heart basking in the sun, every dawn will present a fine prospect for you to unfold and the world will always be about new hopes.
Nevertheless, when I opened the window one morning, to my amazement, the tree was almost bare beyond recognition as a result of the storm ravages the night before. Struck by the plight, I was seized with a sadness at the thought “all the blossom is doomed to fall”. I could not help sighing with emotion: the course of life never runs smooth, for there are so many ups and downs, twists and turns. The vicissitudes of my life saw my beloved friends parting one after another. Isn’t it similar to the tree shedding its flowers in the wind?
This event faded from my memory as time went by. One day after I came home from the countryside, I found the room stuffy and casually opened the window. Something outside caught my eye and dazzled me. It was a plum tree all scarlet with blossom set off beautifully by the sunset. The surprise discovery overwhelmed me with pleasure. I wondered why I had no idea of some unyielding life sprouting over the fallen petals when I was grieving for the hibiscus.
When the last withered petal dropped, all the joyful admiration for the hibiscus sank into oblivion as if nothing was left, until the landscape was again ablaze with the red plum blossom to remind people of life’s alternation and continuance. Can’t it be said that life is actually a symphony, a harmonious composition of loss and gain.
Standing by the window lost in thought for a long time, I realized that no scenery in the world remains unchanged. As long as you keep your heart basking in the sun, every dawn will present a fine prospect for you to unfold and the world will always be about new hopes.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
The Quiet (2006)
People always talk about the quiet before the storm, but no one talks about that after. Dot, who lost her parents, was adopted by Nina's Parents. She's a normal one but pretented to be a deaf and dumb, always kept quiet. It would be harder to lose sth. than never had having it in life. The whole story is a tragedy. Jack told all his scerets to her as he thought her to be trustable. He felt being cheated when he found her not disable. Dot helped Nina killing Nina's Father who intended to rape her. Nina's Mom, a mainliner, told the police that she did that and was arrested.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Duncan—Paul Simon
Couple in the next room
Bound to win a prize
They've been goin' at it all night long
Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep
but these motel walls are cheap
Lincoln Duncan is my name
and here's my song, here's my song
My father was a fisherman
my mama was a fisherman's friend
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the maritimes
headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England
Holes in my confidence
holes in the knees of my jeans
I was left without a penny in my pocket
Oo-o wee I was about as
destituted as a kid could be
And I wish I wore a ring
so I could hock it I'd like to hock it
Seen a young girl in a parking lot
preaching to a crowd,
singin sacred songs and
reading from the Bible
Well I told her I was lost
and she told me all about the Pentecost
And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival
Just later on the very same night
She crept to my tent with a flashlight
and my long years of innocence ended
Well she took me to the woods sayin'
Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!
And just like a dog I was befriended
I was befriended
Oh, oh, what a night
Oh what a garden of delight
Even now that sweet memory lingers
I was playin' my guitar
lying underneath the stars
Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers
for my fingers
I hear it from 10 Items or Less.
Bound to win a prize
They've been goin' at it all night long
Well I'm tryin' to get some sleep
but these motel walls are cheap
Lincoln Duncan is my name
and here's my song, here's my song
My father was a fisherman
my mama was a fisherman's friend
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder
So when I reached my prime
I left my home in the maritimes
headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England
Holes in my confidence
holes in the knees of my jeans
I was left without a penny in my pocket
Oo-o wee I was about as
destituted as a kid could be
And I wish I wore a ring
so I could hock it I'd like to hock it
Seen a young girl in a parking lot
preaching to a crowd,
singin sacred songs and
reading from the Bible
Well I told her I was lost
and she told me all about the Pentecost
And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival
Just later on the very same night
She crept to my tent with a flashlight
and my long years of innocence ended
Well she took me to the woods sayin'
Here comes somethin' and it feels so good!
And just like a dog I was befriended
I was befriended
Oh, oh, what a night
Oh what a garden of delight
Even now that sweet memory lingers
I was playin' my guitar
lying underneath the stars
Just thankin' the Lord for my fingers
for my fingers
I hear it from 10 Items or Less.
Monday, July 23, 2007
War and Peace
The most difficult thing- but an essential one - is to love Life, to love it even while one suffers, because Life is all. Life is God and to love Life means to love God.
I thought Natasha looked like Hepbum and I said to Tutu that, of course she agreed with me. When I searched that on IMDB, I knew I made a mistake. It' true, it is really Hepbum. haha
I thought Natasha looked like Hepbum and I said to Tutu that, of course she agreed with me. When I searched that on IMDB, I knew I made a mistake. It' true, it is really Hepbum. haha
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Trivial
It wasn't because we were brave, but because we had no choice.
Our freedom was all that mattered.
If war produce one thing. It's many cemeteries. And in cemeteries there are no enemies.
Nothing happens without cause.
Our freedom was all that mattered.
If war produce one thing. It's many cemeteries. And in cemeteries there are no enemies.
Nothing happens without cause.
Monday, June 04, 2007
A Failure of Imagination

From the Earth to the Moon(1998): it took human beings years of time to make the dream coming true. Large amounts of money, labors, geniuses were put on that. Meantime, some lost their life. They paid too much on them.
Apollo One caught a fire and three astronauts died. It should have been avoided, but because a failure of imagination. No one thought that the spacefight would burn out on the ground, but it did explored. They learned much from the tragedy.
Ideas are the most valuable the world, whether you agree or not. That's my two cents.
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Music and Lyrics (2007)

A Way Back Into Love
Hugh Grant is one of the has-beens of the 80's Pop stars and is now a songwritter. He meet his lover Drew Barrymore, who is there looking after his plants in the apartment. He's the member of the Most famous band - POPs and now in the room writting a song for a hot super star by which he can earn a living. For his time has gone. Barrymore helps hime all by a chance. She shows her genuis on lyrics and has her own way on songs. She insists on her way how to sing her song. She helps Hugh Grant and herslef finish the lyrics of " Way Back Into Love". Something more important is that she get herself out of the shadow- a unfortunate love and she found her true love.
It is said that plants in the room make women comfortable and it does work. Then what will you think? Go and fetch some plants inside if you'd like to be married.
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
FW: Who Gave Me the Ears?
"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked.
When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.
Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred. When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.
He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy...called me a freak."
He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music.
"But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.
The boy's father had a session with the family physician... "Could nothing be done?"
"I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided. Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man.
Two years went by. One day, his father said to the son, "You're going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret."
The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs.
Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. One day, he asked his father, "Who gave me the ears? Who gave me so much? I could never do enough for him or her."
"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know...not yet."
The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come. One of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. He stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish brown hair to reveal the mother had no outer ears.
"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," his father whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?"
PS I don't think it a true story but I believe the Mom is beautiful.
When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.
Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred. When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.
He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy...called me a freak."
He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music.
"But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.
The boy's father had a session with the family physician... "Could nothing be done?"
"I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided. Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man.
Two years went by. One day, his father said to the son, "You're going to the hospital, son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret."
The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs.
Later he married and entered the diplomatic service. One day, he asked his father, "Who gave me the ears? Who gave me so much? I could never do enough for him or her."
"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know...not yet."
The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come. One of the darkest days that ever pass through a son. He stood with his father over his mother's casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish brown hair to reveal the mother had no outer ears.
"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," his father whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought mother less beautiful, did they?"
PS I don't think it a true story but I believe the Mom is beautiful.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
FW: How to Be a Successful Language Learner?
"Learning a language is easy. Even a child can do it!" Most adults who are learning a second language would disagree with this statement. For them, learning a language is a very difficult task. They need hundreds of hours of study and practice, and even this will no guarantee success for every adult language learner.
Language learning is different from other kinds of learning. Some people who are very intelligent and successful in their fields find it difficult to succeed in language learning. Conversely, some people who are successful language learners find it difficult to succeed in other fields.
Language teachers often offer advice to language learners: "Read as much as you can in the new language." "Practice speaking the language every day." "Live with people who speak the language." "Don't translate - try to think in the new language." "Learn as a child would learn; play with the language."
But what does a successful language learner do? Language learning research shows that successful language learners are similar in many ways.
First of all, successful language learners are independent learners. They do not depend on the book or the teacher; they discover their own way to learn the language, Instead of waiting for the teacher to explain, they try to find the patterns and the rules for themselves. They are good guessers who look for clues and form their own conclusions. When they guess wrong, they guess again. They try to learn from their mistakes.
Successful language learning is active learning. Therefore, Successful learners do not wait for a chance to use the language; they look for such a chance. They find people who speak the language and they ask these people to correct them when they make a mistake. They will try anything to communicate. They are not afraid to repeat what they hear or to say strange things; they are willing to make mistakes and try again. When communication is difficult, they can accept information what is inexact or incomplete. It is more important for them to learn to think in the language than to know the meaning of very word.
Finally, successful language learners are learners with a purpose. They want to learn the language because they are interested in the language and the people who speak it. It is necessary for them to learn the language in order to communicate with these people and to learn from them. They find it easy to practice using the language regularly because they want to learn with it.
What kind of language learner are you? If you are a successful language learner, you have probably been learning independently, actively, and purposefully. On the other hand, if your language learning has been less than successful, you might do well to try some of the techniques outlined above.
Language learning is different from other kinds of learning. Some people who are very intelligent and successful in their fields find it difficult to succeed in language learning. Conversely, some people who are successful language learners find it difficult to succeed in other fields.
Language teachers often offer advice to language learners: "Read as much as you can in the new language." "Practice speaking the language every day." "Live with people who speak the language." "Don't translate - try to think in the new language." "Learn as a child would learn; play with the language."
But what does a successful language learner do? Language learning research shows that successful language learners are similar in many ways.
First of all, successful language learners are independent learners. They do not depend on the book or the teacher; they discover their own way to learn the language, Instead of waiting for the teacher to explain, they try to find the patterns and the rules for themselves. They are good guessers who look for clues and form their own conclusions. When they guess wrong, they guess again. They try to learn from their mistakes.
Successful language learning is active learning. Therefore, Successful learners do not wait for a chance to use the language; they look for such a chance. They find people who speak the language and they ask these people to correct them when they make a mistake. They will try anything to communicate. They are not afraid to repeat what they hear or to say strange things; they are willing to make mistakes and try again. When communication is difficult, they can accept information what is inexact or incomplete. It is more important for them to learn to think in the language than to know the meaning of very word.
Finally, successful language learners are learners with a purpose. They want to learn the language because they are interested in the language and the people who speak it. It is necessary for them to learn the language in order to communicate with these people and to learn from them. They find it easy to practice using the language regularly because they want to learn with it.
What kind of language learner are you? If you are a successful language learner, you have probably been learning independently, actively, and purposefully. On the other hand, if your language learning has been less than successful, you might do well to try some of the techniques outlined above.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
An Inconvenient Truth (2006)

Are you ready to change the way you live? The climate crisis can be solved. Here is how to star. Go to WWW.climatecrisis.net Inface, you can reduce your carbon emissions to Zero. Learn as much as you can about the climate crisis. Then put your knowledge into action. In the words of the old Aferican proverb: When you pray, move your feet.Charlotte's Web (2006)
A story about a lovely pig, Wilbur and the amazing spider, Charlotte, together with their friends. Wilbur is thought too little and unworth being raised any more. Fern(by Dakota Fanning) insists keeping this lovely pig and lives, eats, sleeps with it. She even goes to school with it. It is the first time Fern saves Wilbur's life. When Wilbur is big enough and Fern's parents don't allow she keeps it home. Fern has to leave it in a warehouse on the farm nearby and she will say goodbye before going to school and tell stories after back home.Wilbur has many friends on the farm, the spider, rat, horses, gooses and sheep. He is funny and always says" Great name" when he is told other's name. When he get familiar with Charlotte (voiced by Julia Roberts), he life is changed. A small spider saved his life many times. People want to kill the pig before Christmas. However, they give it up when they as they find amazing word spelled on the spider' web just on the door of the warehouse. It makes Wilbur famous around and attracting many visits. Unfortunately Charlotte died after the exhibit, but she give birth many sons and daughters which are brought back to the farm. The animals no doubt lead a happy life on the farm. So does Fern.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
Three (2005)
8 persons are on a yacht before it sinks. Three of them remain alive: the rich business man, Jack and his wife, who is the sexiest and most beautiful lady, Jennifer, together with the handsome young helper, Manuel.The story is mainly on a deserted tropic island. The young lady and the handsome young guy come to the island first. As Manuel was a native and he is smart enough, he helps to build a shelter and find food for they two. There becames their paradise even though they almost have no chance to get rescued and leave the island. Then something undesired occurs. Jennifer's husband, Jack is still alive and reach the beach of the small island badly wounded. Things are chaned greatly. Jealousy and conflicts esclates and makes Manuel and Jack enemies with Jennifer beteween them. They do not share what they have, such as food, tools, skills and more important is their thoughts. Unless they unite they will never escape from the deserted island. The two men fight for food, the only woman, the boat which sinks in the sea and is pulled on beach by Jack. Jennifer takes side in Manuel. They plots to steal Jack's boat and sneek away when Jack is sleeping. It is a disaster. The boat sinks and they two have to return. Jack who is strongger kills Mauel who is too tired to fighting any more. Then the couple stay alive and they are the only human being on the island.
A few persons occasionally come to island by ship. they meet Jennifer and save her life. It is unbelievable that Jennifer tell them that she is the only one reamins alive. On the board, she see his husband who is catching fish for them shouting to her and she just turns around seems blind. There's no chance for his husband fortunately being rescued.
If the three united and shared all they have, they would pull the boat easily from the sea bed, get it fixed and then leave the island together. They are on the same boat in such a despair place. They give up their life.
Jennifer is the only one escaped from the island. She is in fact dead, too. She will forever live in the nightmare.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Love in the Afternoon (1957)
One film about True Love. A four-man band played an important in the film, such a romantic one. Audrey Hepburn, the daughter of a dective, helps a rich one escape from death and falls in love with him. It is a wonderful stroy about love. Hepburn is good at showing her kindheart in such kind movie. I like it. It's amazing such a black-and-white film has a color post. Sometimes such one gives more emphersis on the story itself than the color ones which attract people mainly on the scene or the colorful world.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Queimada (1969)

" Your bag, Senhor?" " Bag, Sir?" William Walker ( by Marlon Brando) turned around, got stabbed and fell down. So familiar voice but it was not Jose Dolores again but another negro. A fews ago, he met Jose and became friends. It was Jose that helpped him with his bags. He annoyed, trainded and took advantages of him. He made Jose a hero and General but found it hard to get him under control. Jose was no longer a slave and he was a man with his own way to think. They agrued on what civilization was exactly. They parted and Jose saw him off . Jose helpped him with his bags again. This time it was for free. He saw him off as friend for the last time. After William came back again they became enemies. William caught Jose and wanted to set him free on the night before Jose was going to be hung. " What good does it do?" " What meaning does it have, Jose?" " Is it a revenge of some sort " " But what kind of revenge is it if you're dead?" Jose just sat in silence. William never got the answer until he was leaving while Jose was sent to be hung. The answer was about civilization.
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