Thursday Morning

Every excited movement and diturbing nerves finally went away. The things could be done was done, and the things could not be done was left behind. In the late morning, it is not a quite interesting thing to sit in the office alone, however I am not expecting the coming Friday also.

The great litterateur and thinker Lin Yu-Tang tried to describe a little bit of the behavior of chinese in one of his book, but I found he was totally lost when he started expressing how distinct it was compared to that of western people, and how changeful it was under certain circumstance. The latter, as I doubted, was at the very dangerous vicinity of capriciousness. Even some arguments he made tens of years ago were no longer seemed convincible. I did not see how leisured the way chinese chose to live, on the other hand, I could easily find out here, in america, how people enjoyed their free time and weekends leisurely. Many questions could be posed on this point, like is the apparent an reasonable indicator of their thoughts? What did the change to their lives? Are their lives ever changed? It seems to me that every measurement or estimate imposed on the chinese can not be quantitative, and I have not seen any profound comments on it till now.