my favourite sentences...


You can hide memory, but you can't erase the history that produced them.

It was sad to see what used to be so fundamental to our lives fade away and disappear in front of our own eyes.

Words don't come out when you're deeply hurt. That's why people keep silent and give no explanation. Yet, Murakami once wrote in his novel, 1Q84, "If you can't understand without an explanation, you can't understand with an explanation." Sometimes, people tend to not wanting to understand things instead of wanting to understand things. In short, they tend to ignore the possibility of trying to understand things.

do you know what makes life interesting?
--> it's interesting because we don't know what the future holds for us. don't blame the fate. we decide our fate, it's our choice. we can't choose where to be born, but we can certainly choose the way we live our life...

the life is yours, why bother asking other people to paint it for you?...

when we're small our word has never been counted; when we're big every word has always been counted...

i may not be able to wait thirteen months for you, nor until you are twenty-five, but i can wait for you a lifetime -- Under the Hawthorn Tree by Ai Mi

waiting, though one minute, it's still unbearable...

death doesn't mean that we are no longer existing. death just means a move to another world...

why can parents wholeheartedly sacrifice everything for the happiness of their children, even their life? but why can't their children, whom they give birth to, do the same thing to them? what power is it that encourages them to do so?....

the thing i'm most afraid of is ME. of not knowing what i'm going to do. of not knowing what i'm doing right now.

people always meet new friends. but they should not forget their old friends. because without your old friends we don't have a chance to meet new friends. the memories with our friends will be there forever in our brain. we can't omit it though time passes.

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Phnom Penh is unusually quiet

Phnom Penh, the Capital of Cambodia, has been unusually and unanimously quiet these few days after the incident took place along her neighbor on 24 July.

No sound of music can be detected from the neighbors. Unlike the usual time, loud music and karaoke would competitively play across the neighborhood.

It seems her feelings are with those, who tirelessly and sleeplessly, protecting their motherland.

News is flying everywhere from every corners, overwhelming and intimidating the citizens. What can be trusted and can't be trusted become a mess. In time of chaos, people pick and choose what they want to believe or resonate to them. It seems everyone is in a hurry to pick news up and move forward with their individual judgement. Trying to explain would end up confrontation if it is seen as contradicting their perception. How could one remedy its wrong move afterwards?

Up in the sky, the sun seems shy to show his face to light up the universe, leaving the cloud gray and dull. The capital looks confused, what about the border areas! Stay strong and bright for there we send our support and prayers!


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