earlier in the afternoon, I had finished reading the novel named death in venice and written some words about it. Then went swimming for a thousand miles, as I usually do. Now I have just eaten two large bowls of dough drop soup which made with one half fresh melon and one potatoe and some small flour and little water.
My stomach now is filled with too many foods to lie down, So stand on the floor in the dining room, I pace to and fro constantly, with a book called The Bridges of Madison county in my hand, intening to recite some beautiful and intoxicated words and sentences and paragraphs.
After that, I am going to enter my bedroom, an old piano have stood on the ground against the wall of north near the door to the entrance. I will sweep and clean the dust off the bench in front of it with a soft cotton towel, and sit down . It would not be too late, I guess it will be around eight o'clock, yet there is still some time. I will stay there , and open my black and bright piano cover, taking some pages of my favorite music created by Daolang, I will play and sing these songs for about forty minutes. Then to the head of my bed, take another opened book which named Pilgrimage to the West，reading it for a few minutes before go to sleep.
That's it, let me stop here, because time and tide wait for no man, I should chase the light , racing the year, and start from now and here.
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