Album Winter Sonata

For long, the I watched the Winter Sonata again.

The same feeling with beautiful pictures and the music is wonderful.

The English lyrics for more understanding and see how it goes with the drama. The album has 17 nice songs with very sweet lyric. Read the lyric and you will know why it become one of the most beautiful music

01. From the Beginning Until Now
02. My Memory
03. The First Time
04. Only You
05. From The Beginning Until Now (Instumental)
06. My Memory (Piano & Violin version)
07. The Love I Cannot Send
08. The Beginning
09. Only You (Piano & Violin version)
10. My Memory (Piano version)
11. Don't Forget me
12. Into Memory (Instrumental)
13. Lovers (Chinese version)
14. Violet
15. Only You (Piano version)
16. The First Time (Piano version)
17. Violet (Instrumental)

From the beginning till now

Can't return to my side, it's impossible now
I console myself that I should stop loving you now
If I can't meet you again,
I really hope to forget you, to forget the entire you in my heart
Every time I want to smile, you let me cry
You make my everything go wrong
Every time I think of you, all my defences gave way
Tried hard to forget you, but I just can't
If I can't meet you again,
I really hope to forget you, to forget the entire you in my heart
Every time I want to smile, you let me cry
You make my everything go wrong
Every time I think of you, all my defences give way
I tried hard to forget you, but I just can't forget
I never know it is so hard to love someone
Every time I want to smile, you let me cry
You make my everything go wrong
Every time I think of you, all my defences gave way
Tried hard to forget you, but I just can't

My Memory

My memory
I remember every second of it
Even for trivial things, if I close my eyes, I can still see them
You're far away
I couldn't tell you that I am still in love with you, still waiting for you
It is not even in my dream that I thought we could meet again like this
Therefore, I have to be frank with you: I am still in love with you
I wanna love you forever
If, it is not too late for our fate, I wish I could stay with you forever
For a long time, you have been alive in my heart
No matter how long we have parted, no matter how far you are, you are
always in my heart
It is not even in my dream that I thought we could meet again like this
Therefore, I have to be frank with you: I wanna love you forever
If, it is not too late for our fate, I wish I could stay with you forever

For you

C'est Moi I dream to wake up beside you every morning
C'est Moi You are always far away from me
I can only look at you from far … before you come near
Please give me a chance
Your pale smile … at least I can see it
Now, can you just love me once?
The only one who can love me is you
Now, some other faraway star is shinning in your heart
I can only look at you from far … before you come near
Please give me a chance
Your pale smile … at least I can see it
Now, can you just love me once?
The only one who can love me is you

The Love I Cannot Send

Can we love once more, right from the beginning?
Can we start afresh?
A love that I have put down in the past
That is still in my heart now
Looking at you … remind me about the past
Looking at you … my tears rolled unknowingly
You are so similar to the man I once loved
Can you let me love you?
I don't know if that will hurt again
I want to give you all the love, that is being left
I believe it is you that brought him to my side
Don't leave me
I won't forget this piece of memory
I won't let you leave
A piece of love that is being constructed through much difficulties
The next one I love is still you
I don't know if that will hurt again
I want to give you all the love, that is being left
I believe it is you that brought him to my side
Don't leave me
I won't forget this piece of memory
I won't let you leave
A love that is being constructed through much difficulties
Don't be scare … even if we part this time … the next one I love is still you

Moment

Don't cry, my Love. We still have a long way to go…
Don't move, let me hold you for a moment so that I can remember our fond embrace
Even without words, we know we will always belong to each other
And because I love you so much…
I am willing to let you go in order for you to find true happiness
Promise me, you will come back to me someday
Promise me, you will be happy … even without me.
It hurts too much to see you tormented by our love for so long
Even without words, we know we will always belong to each other
And because I love you so much…
I am willing to let you go in order for you to find true happiness
Promise me, you will come back to me someday
Promise me, you will be happy … even without me.
It hurts so much to see you tormented by our love for so long
I am sorry for being unable to protect you
I have to leave everything behind, so that you can
leave me… do that for me, please…
Just remember this moment and leave me, promise me

Don't Forget Me

Don't forget the bits and pieces
Even when I am not around … do not forget
No matter it is in the beginning or for now
My love is so close … yet so far
I'll wait for you
No matter where you are … I'll wait for you
Till I look for you
Just like the beginning
Even though I am a little late
Forget me not, forget me not … till I locate your whereabouts
I'll wait for you
No matter where you are … I'll wait for you
Till I look for you
Just like the beginning
Even though I am a little late
Forget me not, forget me not … till I locate your whereabouts

Embracing Imperfection

One more story, it is really thoughtful and help me to rethink of myself.
Thinking of the way I criticize others' mistakes make I feel very shameful. I could make people who are close with me more happiness and more motivated! Anyhow, late is better than never, I will try my best to do like the Dad in the story did.

Read this story and recall if you ever hurt any one ?



When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then.

And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad.

I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said. "Baby, I love burned toast."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night, and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,

"Debbie, your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides-a little burnt toast never hurt anyone! You know, life is full of imperfect things...and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook."

What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others' faults - and choosing to celebrate each others' differences - is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

Burnt toast should never be a deal breaker. We could extend this to any relationship in fact - as understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!

Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - but into your own!

People will always forget what you do, and they will always forget what you say, but they will never, ever forget the way you make them feel.

Thanks for your time!

A friend sent this story to me, it is so nice and thoughtful.
Hope you like and enjoy the story like I do.


A young man learn what's most important in life from the man next door

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about the pa st and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, 'Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday..' Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

'Jack, did you hear me?'

'Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,' Jack said.

'Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it,' Mom told him.

'I loved that old house he lived in,' Jack said.

'You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life,' she said.

'He's the one who taught me carpentry,' he said. 'I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral,' Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

'What's wrong, Jack?' his Mom asked.

'The box is gone,' he said

'What box?' Mom asked.

'There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,' Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

'Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him,' Jack said. 'I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom.'

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. 'Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days,' the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the
package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. 'Mr. Harold Belser' it read.

Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope.

Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside. 'Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life.' A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover.

Inside he found these words engraved:

'Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser.'

'The thing he valued most was...my time'

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days.

'Why?' Janet, his assistant asked.

'I need some time to spend with my son,' he said.

'Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!'

'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,'


Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.

2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.

3. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.

4. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.

5. You mean the world to someone.

6. If not for you, someone may not be living.

7. You are special and unique.

8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.

9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.

10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.

11. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.

12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

13 . Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy.

14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Wonderful San Francisco

Your breath stop for a second while look at the frogg spread to the bridge, hold and cover the bridge in its soft, unreal white cotton arm.



The small path beside the coastal in a light- sun day, sometime it becomes cold with frogg and cold wind from the sea. You need to hold your collar to keep warm and wonder where the sun hidden in just a moment.




San Francisco is beautiful with hills to hills and very special housing and architecture.
The Golden Gate Bridge, Lombard street, Presidio, Alkatraz Island, and more to give you very special experience.

Bae's smile

Why does Bae like wearing spectacles?
His eyes are too clear and filled with warm glance.
I love and collect all his photos without glasses. Anyhow, Bae is elegant and handsome terribly with glasses. See...




And his lips, a perfect lips with famous kiling smile!



I love the corner of the lips, deep and charm!

Bae's smile... always stop my heart beat!
Repost these photos to ensure can see him whenever I wish to.

Island... Blue!

Once more time visit the island...
The blue island with calm sea, crystal clear water and full of feeling from last 4 months till there, fresh and dreaming.

The below photo was taken in a cloudy day, but you till can see the blue of the sea and the water was quiet as a lake.



Three boats have just back from the long days on the sea for catching fishes. It must be a good catching since you can see busy fishermen were cleaning up the boats with joy. They waved and huh hah to me when I was taking photos.


Stopped and bought some dry squids, enyoy the smell of ocean by other way... Mum um, so nice!



When will I go back and with whom?

Lỡ Yêu Em Rồi - Bằng Kiều

Listenning to Bang Kieu with Lo yeu em roi...

Deep nite, quiet and word by word... like I am touching to the song, the feeling the song want to share to me...
The felling is beautiful or painful, can not say. That is miracle of music can offer to anyone who has a dark soul can not be shared.

Existing somewhere deep in the heart, loneliness and sorrow of unachievable love were stirred up by words of the song.


Click here then Bang Kieu will lead you to the love world with its mystery and marvelous...

... Oh the hurt heart of the follower
Till pain this heart forever
I am in love with you and what i can do is missing you lonely
I till love you even know I will get nothing...
I till love you even know you're cold as ice
No ponder for loving someone
No reason for loving someone
I love you and know that I will love alone...


LỠ YÊU EM RỒI - BẰNG KIỀU

Còn đâu nữa tình yêu của tôi
Tôi đã lỡ gửi trao con tim
Cho chính em người rất dịu dàng
Đâu biết em thuyền đã đóng ván

Đành yêu em như trong giấc mơ
Vì tôi sớm biết cho hết cuộc đời
Chẳng ai hơn em trong trái tim tôi
Chỉ có mình em

Làm sao quên em, khi cố quên
Vì quên sẽ nhớ, nhớ mãi khôn cùng
Sao không biết em từ lúc trước thuyền chưa bến đổ?
Đôi môi em làm tôi bỗng như điên dại
Ánh mắt quá dịu êm làm tim nhức nhối

Ôi trái tim đau của người đến sau
Cho đến mai sau tim nào vẫn đau
Tôi lỡ yêu em nên chỉ biết nhớ mong âm thầm
Tôi yêu em dù biết sẽ không được gì
Tôi yêu em dù biết tình em băng giá
Khi lỡ yêu ai đâu cần đắn đo
Khi lỡ yêu ai đâu cần lý do
Khi lỡ yêu em tôi đã biết sẽ yêu một mình....

A beautiful holiday at Vinpearl Resort & Spa

A beautiful resort, a perfect place for a good rest, enjoy fun and spend time with family!
A green place with perfect facilities that meet your expectation. Good food, nice sea, many things for your enjoy and regret for time flies!!!

Typical tropical view with coconut tree and white sand. Leaved all business or daily worrying at the city, clean your heart with fresh air from sea and shadow of coconut trees.




Relax on walking on paths between bungalows or blocks.




A corner of the sea town with boats, drawing a peace and lively photo.



Beautiful pottery ! Special bake method to make the potteries have 2 colours.



Thanks life for giving me have the such happiness beside lovers!

Back to short hair and young

Bae too young in these photos! Just watched some his old photos. And was killed with his handsome!



Here, his trademark glance! Special and can not be missed with anyone!



Miss him!

Bae - too gentle look!

Till long hair and his very special glance! I love his eyes, his straight nose and the strong neck!

Waiting for his new show for longs.




I wish to see him face to face once in my life then I can feel his real, not in dreams as his fans have ever had. I want to have experience of him, real and close.
I have started writing a short story about him but not completed yet. Writing is my hobby and the world in my stories as corner of my soul, for hidding away from hard and busy life...

Today is a Gift !

A friend sent me this story which I have read sometime. Anyhow, the feeling it brings to me too original, fresh and very touching.
Sometime on the way of hard life, you forget many things that are very value to you. You hurt your lovers unintentionally with rough words without understanding and empathy.

Thanks Kean Joo for sending this to remind me.

Hope you enjoy like me.


Today is a Gift !

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room ' s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.


Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake . Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.


Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind ' s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'


Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can ' t buy.


'Today is a gift, that is why it is called ' The Present.'

I am back!

One night, stayed late till 4:00am, watching TV since could not sleep... suddenly my heart felt pain, beated heavily. Finally I got better.
Then I found something, one day may be anyone of us, can leave suddenly, no warning, nothing... then you have to leave all belongs to you behind.

Your belongs..., lovers, dreams, desires, either hate, worry or sorrow, all will leave from you.
So then what you can do? Nothing but stay till with no any feeling. Are you afraid of that?
To be frank, I am not afraid. I have done what I need to do for my family, for my lovers, friends and myself, so? It is not a big deal, right?

Just one thing, it sounds funny with someone, but for me, it is value. I wish to see at least one of Bae's fan, not matter what nation she is, as a representative for a group of friends, who I love a lot even just communicated thru mail, chat or blog. These friends delight my heart when it turn down and change me a lot to be me now.

Life is not is easy to make all your dreams come true. For this dream, I will fight hard for it.

Hey, anyhow, I am till survive and happy - just busy and tired.
Doing my best for good things come.

MOM

My friend has just sent this story to me.
It is really touching!

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you.'

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. 'What's wrong, are you well,' she asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

'I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,' I responded 'just the two of us.' She thought about it for a moment, and then said, 'I would like that very much.'

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I notice d that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's was. 'I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,' she said, as she got into the car. 'They can't wait to hear about our meeting.'

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small, she said. Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor, I responded. During the dinner, w e had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, 'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.' I agreed. 'How was your dinner date?' asked my wife when I got home. 'Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined,' I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I did not have a chance to do anything for her. Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I paid this bill in advance. I was not sure that I could be there; but I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. 'I love you, son'

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I love YOU' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off until some 'other' time.

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby... somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, 'normal' is history.

Somebody said you could not love the second child as much as you love the first... somebody doesn't have two or more children.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery...somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten... or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'

Somebody said a Mother can stop worrying after her child gets married...somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in- law to a mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother's job is don e when her last child leaves home...somebody never had grandchildren. Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you do not need to tell her... somebody is not a mother.

Pass this along to all the GREAT 'mothers' in your life and to everyone who ever had a mother.

This is not just about being a mother; it is about appreciating the people in your lives while you have them... no matter whom that person is!

Watch your thoughts, they become words.
Watch your words, they become actions.
Watch your actions, they become habits.
Watch your habits, they become character.
Watch your character, for it becomes...your destiny.

'Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle'

Feeling!

Life!
So many thing to manage to live on this world! How to balance life and your works? How to spend your time effectively and happily? Manything wish to do... This life is so beautiful and variate if we look at what we can enjoy... movies, music, poem, relationship, love...

I wish to share with you about FELLING! How you feel when such a thing jump to you? Good thing? How about bad thing? What is the way you touch your feeling? Are you easily accept your feeling? I am sure you have ever cried when watching/reading a touch movie or novel .

Sometime, if don't want to say usually I feel very touching when enjoy a good work. These feeling is can not be expressed, too real, too deep... I do not know how to call the feeling name, is it painful, or happy? You feel you are the person in the song, the movie or the novel. You are the one with full feeling, love, hate, anger, disappoint, sad or happy ...
Then you back to your real life and recognise that you are wrong in some way, somehow. You are happy to find, then correct then go on your way. Sometime you find you are in good luck, then you will feel happier.

Is it your way? It is mine.
I enjoy life by that way.
I balance my life that way, I hide myself from difficulties, stressure, fear to the wonderful land of feeling. My life is full of feeling, then I must find way to generate and feed to my survive. Have you ever look at your deep soul that way?
Share with me your way.