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KAWAN HARUS DIHARGAI DAN SALING MEMBANTU ,SALING MEMAHAMI......

INI GAMBAR KAWANKU. NAMA DIA IALAH KAN DE YONG.DIA BELAJAR DI COLLEGE DAN MERUPAKAN ANAK BONGSU DALAM ADIK-BERADIK.SEMASA SAYA BELAJAR DI SEKOLAH MENENGAH,SAYA DAN DE YONG SELALU MAKAN BERSAMA DAN BERSAMA-SAMA KONGSI PENGALAMAN YANG TELAH LALUI.WALAUPUN SEKARANG DAH BERPISAH,KAMU BERDUA  DUA BERADA DI TEMPAT YANG JAUH TIDAK DAPAT BERJUMPA,PERSAHABATAN KAMI TIDAK BERUBAH..FRIENDSHIP 4 EVER.....

SONG OF FRIENDS

FRIENDSHIP

Friendship

Friendship is choosing one person, or few persons, over all other people. By calling someone a friend one is stating, "This person is more valuable to me than Stranger Bob whom I have never met." One values some, meaning friends, over others, meaning Stranger Bobs, based on the potential friend's standards or morality. Therefore, people with similar almost synonymous moral standards are friends, or should be friends. For example, a capitalist cannot be friends with a Marxist, a liberal cannot be friends with a Nazi. The reason being that a capitalist values certain things as truly correct and truly virtuous that the Marxist will find truly incorrect and truly vicious, and vice versa. For example, a capitalist believes it is virtuous for the government to minimize its regulation so that a free market can exist. The capitalist believes every man is an individual; thus, must have the liberty to make choices and actions for his own gain.

A Marxist, however, believes that it is vicious for the government to do what the capitalist thinks is virtuous. Instead, the Marxist finds maximum government regulation as virtuous. The Marxist believes that every man is just a member of a larger collective; therefore, his choices and actions must assist the mass not himself. Essentially, the capitalist would believe that the Marxist is vicious, and the Marxist would believe the capitalist is vicious. Therefore, they cannot be friends because they do not value one another. Since they do not value one another's standards, and one's actions are based on one's standards, they cannot value how one another live their lives. In order to be friends one must recognize one's own standards in the other person. Essentially, every individual wants to be a virtuous person; therefore, he is going to surround himself with other virtuous people. If he surrounds himself with any vicious person he just enables vice. This is how friendship is selfish. It is choosing one person over others. It is choosing one person based on whether or not he is virtuous. Finally, it is choosing virtuous people because one wants to be virtuous and one wants to be around virtuous people.

Unfortunately, as I stated earlier, this is not how friendship is understood. People understand friendship as sacrifice. Essentially, one should surrender element's of one's self in order to be friends with and love all others. There are several problems with this.

Firstly, once again every individual wants to be virtuous, and it is virtuous to want to be virtuous and live virtuously. Furthermore, one's standards and one's actions define one's self. Additionally, one's standards and one's actions are always based on morality. Therefore, if friendship is based on sacrifice, then friendship is also based on being vicious. If one must sacrifice qualities of one's self to be friends with and love everyone, one is choosing not to be virtuous. For example, someone believes that it is virtuous to study science and understand the natural world. However, he has chosen a friend who believes it is vicious to understand the natural world because the scientific explanations are lies about God's work, and more importantly God should be the only one to understand his creation. (The latter person is obviously a lunatic.) Therefore, the former individual, the scientist, must sacrifice some of his qualities that assist him in understanding reality. Even if he has to sacrifice these qualities just by not speaking about his work while he is around the latter person something is terribly wrong. First, by not embracing those qualities he defines as virtuous he is being vicious. Just to get this point across I am going to use a religious example. If one is a Catholic it is virtuous to receive holy communion; therefore, if one does not receive it he is being vicious. A similar situation is occurring here.

The second problem with this friendship is that scientist obviously thinks the religious lunatic is vicious, for the religious lunatic thinks it is virtuous to be completely ignorant the natural world, or reality. Therefore, by being friends with this religious lunatic the scientist is choosing to value someone he knows to be vicious, and the religious lunatic understands this. Everyone, whether they admit it or not, knows that friendship is about valuing one person more than another. Thus, the scientist is sending the following message to the religious lunatic, "You have more virtues than vices. You are not vicious enough for me to ignore you. You are virtuous enough to be valued by me." Consequently, the religious lunatic's lifestyle is being affirmed. The scientist, who he values highly because he is a friend, is telling him that his vicious ignorant beliefs are virtuous. In turn, the religious lunatic will continue acting on his vicious standards. Basically, the scientist enables vice. Thus, the scientist is being vicious for two reasons. First, he is avoiding virtue at least while he is with the religious lunatic. Second, he is enabling vices.

The second problem with sacrificial friendship is that it is not friendship at all. Once again, friendship is choosing a few individuals over all others. However, sacrificial friendships tells people to be friends with and love everyone. In this case, once does not value any individual, including himself, more than any other individual. He values all people equally. Therefore, he is friends with no one.

Finally, friendship is not an end. It is not the purpose of life. It does not provide happiness. Friendship is only an icing on the cake. One should first be satisfied with one's self. One should like who he is. At this point one knows what virtue is, and he is living it; thus, he values his self. Consequently, he will be able to identify potential friendships. Essentially, one cannot value others until he values himself

KAWAN SAYA SEMASA BELAJAR SEKOLAH MENENGAH

Nama perempuan ini ialah Che Ka Fung,Dia berasal daripada negeri Johor...Dia merupakan kawan yang rapat dengan saya sejak kecil lagi...Kami sentiasa menaiki bas bersama -sama untuk pergi ke sekolah dan pulang ke rumah pada waktu petang.Untuk menghadapi peperiksaan SPM, kami telah saling membantu iaitu kami mengulang kaji bersama sama.Oleh kerana ,subjek BM  dan pRINSIP perakaunannya tidak berapa baik,saya telah menunjukkan cara untuk memahami  novel dan formula formula.Apabila mendapat keputusan SPM,dia telah menangis kerana dia telah berjaya dan dapat menghasratkan cita-citanya.Walaupun sekarang kami kurang berhubung,persahabatan kami masih tetap dan tidak berubah selama-lamanya.FRIENDSHIP FOREVER.......

feeling saya...

semasa saya memasuki ipg ini,saya berasa takut dan tidak berapa menyesuaikan diri.Malangynya tidak sampai tiga bulan,saya telah sakit.Pada masa itu,saya berasa sedih dan susah hati,kerana ini adalah pertama sekali ibubapa tiada di sekeliling saya dan saya hendak pergi hospital secara diri,tiada lagi  ibubapa saya yang membawa saya pergi ke hospital.


Dalam masa yang saya,kawan yang saya baru kenali iaitu sama kelas dengan saya ,mereka menolong saya dan menjaga saya.Jia huan menemani saya pergi ke hospital...Hui bao dan ivy menolong saya membungkus makanan .Wan ting dan alyysa menemani saya di bilik semasa saya berasa tidak sihat.Saya berasa gembira kerana dapat mengenali kawan yang begitu baik dan saya berharap persahabatan kami boleh mengekalkan secara lama-lamaan.....Walaupun kadang kala saya dan kamu semua mempunyai sedikit pertelingkahan ,tapi saya berharap kamu semua boleh memaafkan saya dan kami boleh pergi tengok wayang bersama-sama.Saya tidak menulis dengan baik.Dengan singkat perkataan ...saya hendak mengucapkan "Thank you so much pada kamu semua.:Kamu semua adalah kawan yang paling baik pada saya...I LOVE YOU ALL....

semasa saya menyertai program koir kemerdekaan 2011.saya berasa gembira .lagu inilah telah memberi saya satu memory yang manis dan gembira .saya berharap pada tahun yang datang saya dapat menyertai lagi.....

Friends are needed in every sphere of life and without friends, life is unthinkable. Amongst the huge number of friends, some friends are dearer to us than others and many a time we are faced with a situation where our dearest friend is not with us anymore. But the memories of the happy times linger. Memory friendship poems are dedicated to those friends whom we do not see everyday. As mentioned before, the memories of school or college friendship do not fade away that easily. In fact, some of the memories are treasured for life.

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I love the golden days of my childhood
In my memories very sweet!
When rain fell on the summer rapt earth
Creating music in its own silver strings
We danced like gypsies in the street;
Just like a legendary hero
Who launched his ships on the seas,
I floated my paper boats in the streams!
~*~
On the banks of our village brook
We played in the golden sands
With wooden swords we fought like heroes;
Some times we swam in the cool waters
In sweet abandon we danced like naked angels
While flashing our little weapons in the air..
How playful we were then!
~*~
How I shook the friendly boughs
Of the Jamun tree that stood in the corner
Of the Temple ground and when fruits fell
We jumped down in a hurry to taste them
As those fruits were the nature's delight;
On the pathways of the great millet fields
We ran like rabbits and collected
The sweet cucumber fruits as if they were
The fruits of heaven with nectarine taste!
~*~
When we had challenged a cuckoo
With our cooing in high pitched notes
The bird stopped to sing in the trees
We begged the bird to sing again;
When there was no watch man in the grove
We had stolen the sweet lovely mangoes!
I love the golden days of my childhood
In my memories very sweet!

my memory.......

Her brown & black, brown & black eyes,
Are just a memory.
One in which is trapped,
In the deep depths of my mind.

I want to let go,
Then I come close,
But I see,
The memory…

The song on the radio…
The pictures in the box…
The words she spoke…
The sound of her voice…

…All part of the memory.

I want to let go,
just as I come close,
I see as clear as day,
The memory…

Of the smiles and the laughs…
Of the happiness and joy…
Of the sunshine and the stars…
Of our love and the untouched kisses…
All part of the memory.

I want to let go,
Even though I come close,
I still remember,
The memory…

The first “Hello”,
Our first date,
Love’s first kiss,
I thought we had years,
But now I know,
It was all a lie, a joke,
A meaningless experiment.

Now here I lay,
Awake in the night,
Wondering when the,
Pain and suffering of heartache,
Will come to an end.

I want to let go,
Oh, so close,
Although so far,
Why can’t I forget,
The memory…

The memory…
The memory…
The memory…

I want to forget…
that memory.
I want to let go…
Of that memory.

My Memory

poem

My sweet little memory, you taste like red wine, I am oh so pleased you have come to visit me, You bring warmth and comfort in a worrisome life, I wish I could be with you for eternity, As I think back to the time I first smelt that scent, Picture it as though it's happening this second, Dance with my child self and mourn my innocents lost, The feelings seem like they are more than just pretend, My vile dirty memory, you taste like bitter foul meat, Why must you trouble me quite so relentlessly? You add to what's already a sea of torment, I crave to escape your insensitivity, So I look back to what caused the scar I abhor, Imagine that it is happening this second, Change the vile daemon into a liveable form, Then reform and write all my flawed conclusions

喜欢和爱的区别,人世间有种情感叫“喜欢”，另一种叫“爱”  
    爱是他在的时候，眼睛里只有他一人；他不在的时候，一切都带有他的影子。

    喜欢是在深夜看书时突然想起他，想象他现在做什么，心里漾起一阵轻飘飘的温暖，却从不主动给他打电话。几分钟后，注意力又重新被书中的情节吸引!

    爱是在寂寞的夜里，思念如潮水般涌来，手里捧着书却怎么也看不进去，心里惦记着他此时是否还在加班，吃没吃晚饭，是不是如自己想着他一般想着自己

    喜欢是和他讨论问题争的面红耳赤，各不相让，在他面前像个刺猬一样从不认输，但在心里却早已暗暗佩服他的见地他的才华。

    爱是希望他和自己步调一致，和自己心灵相通，他无心说的一句玩笑话也能让自己顷刻情绪低落甚至眼泪汪汪。在他面前，自己是从不设防的。

    喜欢是出门在外给他发个短信，告诉他这边的天气很好，然后把手机关掉，独自在异地疯玩一个星期，晒成一个黑人后突然出现在他面前吓他一跳。

    爱是无论到哪都希望有他陪伴。可以站在海边给他打手机，让他听听海浪的声音；也可以因为在异乡的街道上看到一个酷似他的背影而愣在原地久久不动。

    喜欢是他出差前简单的道一声“一路平安”，看着他离去的背影，心中有一点不舍，却什么也不说，只是默默等待他归来的消息.

    爱是他临出差前千叮咛万嘱咐，往他的背包里塞满衣服和食物，在车站要等到火车开走才肯离开。并且在他走后的日子里天天心神不定，一遍遍的祈祷他能够平安归来。

    喜欢是在受伤的时候，不想让他看到自己脆弱的一面，在他面前把眼泪悄悄抹掉，转过头依然是一副快乐坚强的模样。 

    爱是在受委屈的时候，爬在他的胸前痛哭，没有伪装没有顾虑，把所有的烦恼统统告诉他，并渴望从他的怀抱中得到安慰。

    喜欢是看到他和另一个女孩牵手走过，心里有一点点疼，但很快会冲着朝阳重新扬起笑脸。 

    爱是输不起的游戏，付出全部只后，留下的可能仅仅是刻在心底的一道伤痕

    喜欢一个人是想要他是自己的，所以，可以喜欢很多人，想要很多人都是自己的。 

    爱是明明离不开他，却要不得不放弃他，因为他要的幸福，也许我给不了。不敢霸占他，希望看他找到幸福，即使那份幸福不是跟我分享的。

    喜欢是，希望寂寞的时候，无聊的时候，伤感的时候，找个人说说话。 

    爱是，在任何时候都想跟他分享，快乐的时候甚至希望把所有快乐都给了他。

    喜欢是，在很久很久没联络的时候，接到他的电话，然后笑着听他说话。 

    爱是，在几天没有联络的时候，着急得的打电话给他，然后忍住眼泪笑一笑。

    喜欢，只有在一起的时候，才惦记着对方。 

    爱，是哪怕是在一起，每一秒钟也都在思念思念他。

    喜欢一个人，在一起的时候会很开心 

    爱一个人，在一起的时候，会莫名的失落

    喜欢一个人，在一起的时候永远是欢乐

    爱一个人，你会常常流泪

    喜欢一个人，当你想起他，你会微微一笑 

    爱一个人，当你想起他，你会对着天空发呆

    喜欢一个人，你要得只是今天 

    爱一个人，你期望的是永远

    喜欢一个人，是看到了他的优点 

    爱一个人，是包容了他的缺点

    当你不想再爱一个人,你要闭上眼睛并忍着泪水 

    当你不想再喜欢一个人,你只要掩住双耳!

    喜欢，是一种心情
    爱，是一种感情
    喜欢，是一种直觉
    爱，是一种感觉
    喜欢，可以停止
    爱，没有休止

    喜欢一个人，特别自然
    爱一个人，特别坦然
    喜欢一个人，有时候盼和他在一起
    爱一个人，有时候怕和他在一起

    喜欢一个人，不停的和他争执
    爱一个人，不停的为他付出
    喜欢一个人，希望他可以随时找到自己
    爱一个人，希望可以随时找到他

    喜欢你，却不一定爱你
    爱你，就一定很喜欢你

Oh sweet memories of love, how I perish at the linger of your scent.
Oh sweet memories of love, how you make me want to find your presence.
How I long for your company, just to be around you.
When I’m around you, you make me go blue.
Your my sunshine, I’m your daisy.
We can take long walks In the park, or just be lazy.
We could prance In the flowers, tan In the sun.
Or swim all day on a cold winter’s monday.
We’ll go out and party, ’till we cant dance anymore.
We’ll laugh so hard, ’till we all go hoarse.
We’ll walk through the moonlight, under the shining stars,
I’m all around you, wrapped In you loving and caring arms.
Just to know the sweet memories of love has brought me joy.
All the way to the days of my dying day

sweet memory..

song:sweet memory