The Tree of longing Missing you, along with the flowing water, company with time. Longing for you, every day and night after night, with sweet memories, by soul and heart. Through four seasons of the year, trees from green to yellow, from foy to frost, I stand by the bank of the river of autumn, hardly look through the empty and hazy, hardly flick out the words and smiles. Let me blown the wind, bring my longingness to your sky, let the butterflies of longing accompany you flying beside.

White Flower I am a white flower bloom on a quiet night, I have no strong fragrance of the gorgeous color,I only have a heart of waiting, but I believe I am beautiful. You see, under the dark and blue the sky, I bloom my youth fully, see, the butterflies are dancing for me, see, the small grasses are singing for me. Pity that you are in lack of eyes, eyes that sense beauty, the dawn is coming, why can't I hear the footsteps yet that you are walking close, why haven't you discovered my beauty under such a clear sky.

The Colour of Dance The Scottish Dance hold up in the Students’ Union frequently as new students come and go. I have been in St Andrews for one month, but I have already been to the Ceilidh for three times, and there would be one more the next week.   I came from China, I love dancing very much, and I love photographing as well. There are some photos I took on each dances. These photos may be a little odd (not so much clear), but it expressed the my feeling on the ceilidh very well. I have showed some of them to my classmates, some of them said directly that they can’t understand. :P To my delight, some others said they like them very much! J Most of the ones who like the photos are young fashionable girls, they seems to be more acceptable to new things or artistic ideas.   Some of the people in my pictures are easily to be recognized. I suppose you may have already guessed out that the tall dancing man in the first picture who was in white skirt and dark-green kilt is … yes! Jonny! J He is always to be the leader of the dance for the advantage of stature and great dancing skill.   The following three are arranged by colours, and that is why I calls this series of photos “The colour of Dance”. I can’t put the dance as a video on a paper (or at least the modern technology haven’t reached that far yet), but the dance is moving all the time. I took the photos by instant afflatus, I arranged them by the rule of vision feeling. I love them very much, so I show them to others. Some one may prefer this left one I guess. Have you already guessed out when it was token? …A ha.. yes! On the ceilidh last Thursday, 28th Aug. I suppose you all knew the smart dancing teachers already too. J  Do you like them? Glad you take your time to watch my photos after all! Want see more? Then buy the Explorer next week!                          –– Felix      1st Sep, 2003