I had some leisure hours recently, and the rains continued, here dwelling next to hills and winds, well, the mountain area facing seasonal breeze, blowing ferocious humidity, and unkind Earths rotation, I had tried to set up a better roomy tent few days ago, it didnt work out; I stick to a single Jupiters star-gazing version, an advanced mosquito net, and Gore-Tex housing. The universe lives within, now a weekday, I am about to read throughout this small book, I enjoyed the hyena’s cunning-yet-cruel version’s in text, since I no more connect next to an digital cable, National Geographic couldn’t transfer a more satisfactory vivid echoing human’s ape-ancestors’ hunting, following blood-thirsty instinct, and there are philosophical twisted path, and the story I found rather ordinary, the good part is Pi’s path; I thought I won’t read this book, only my living dormitory, there’s one man brought and I borrowed flipped through few pages, which he didn’t scribbled Chinese translating phrases, and to start from the beginning, this is a hard-to-rid of, a book to brave cinematography, sure, only for one indulged habitually into text forms, and pages.
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 05:25:41 +0000
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