What I am thinking of is quite complex these days. The discussion with one colleague during Tuesday lunch suddenly inspired me of something. I got a hint to do something, though a little bit crazy, but I am determined to do so because I want to create a bright future.

As for stock market in Hong Kong, well, millions of words have been published that the stock market would crash to 16000, or even lower. Maybe it would happen one day, however, as for many listed companies, their stock prices have already been returned to the level when Hang Seng Index was around 16000, like 1043.HK, like 883.HK, and they are good companies and their stocks are worth of investing. That's why should I distinguish between the index and individual stock? Well, I admit there is a close correlation coefficient between single stock and the entire stock market, however, I still believe good company could beat the market.

And this kind of thought is very conservative, and many aggressive men are purchasing derivative to create forturn from the volatility. Actually, I don't like to do so, and so far, I am only fond of buying low and selling high equities. Maybe I am good at this area:)

Mountain Hiking

There are many mountain hiking pathes in Hong Kong, and I found in my neighbourhood last week, and tried it again this Saturday. There is a tennis playground one the left hand side of the path, and when I walked on to the hill, I could overlook the blocks of buildings, and one swimming poor. It was really a nice time to walk inside the hill alone, thinking nothing but walking and watching. The moving cars in the distance, the moving trains among the buildings, the moving people underneath the hill, as well as the trees and butterflys.

Thanks to Hon Ngai who introduced me this path. Really nice. The path is west to Amoy Gardens in Kowloon Bay.

What I am doing?

New Xanga webpage made me confused how to write blog, because I am an idiot of web-technology, I've been lost for nearly a month. Now I am back.

And what I am doing these days?

Well, I finished my ACCA tests on P6 and P7, now I am waiting for my result.

And what's more, I am enhancing the strength of my heart. It is very hard to describe how to enhance the strength of my heart. In my opinion, to be successful in many areas, say security trading, business activities, or studies, etc, all of these aspect need strong endurance and will, otherwise, the participant is just the victim of the strongest.

Am I right? Perhaps.

Starry, Starry Night

Don McLean

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Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...