My Story with Books

I love to read, and reading is a major part of what makes up my life. Since both my parents were teachers, I grew up in a schoolyard and I loved books from the time I could not read too well. By the time I was in elementary school and recognized a few words, I started to read books that I could not understand at that age. Although there are a lot of words in the book do not know the words, but always through the words before and after the words have been recognized, to guess and understand the meaning of the sentence, read the general meaning of the book, which makes me very excited, I began to gulp down the book to read. I basically read whatever books I could get my hands on, without being guided or restricted by anyone.

When I was a kid, my favorite books were comic books and folk tales. Folktales are a kind of pamphlet with folklore and myths, written in a popular and vivid way, and accompanied by beautiful illustrations. There is a mythological story that I still remember to this day. The story is about a demoness who was jealous of the beauty and kindness of two girls in her neighborhood, and turned them into two peonies in her garden, a green peony and a red peony, which bloomed every day for her own enjoyment. The poor girls had tears on their delicate petals every morning, lamenting their fate of not being able to return to human form. When a handsome young man heard about this, he decided to save these two kind-hearted girls, so he crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, through trials and tribulations, overcame all kinds of demons and ghosts sent by the witch, and finally broke the witch's spell and rescued the two girls. This story moved me for a long time. I was moved by that brave and kind young man. At that time, at a young age, I still imagined that I was one of the two girls rescued by that young man, and even dreamed of that young man fighting with the demons at night.

There is also the story of "The Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden", in which I was touched by the good-hearted Seven Fairies who dared to rebel against the rules of the Queen Mother and the dictatorship of the Heavenly Court in pursuit of a free and happy life of love. When I stayed at my grandmother's house during summer vacation, I would sneak to the river behind the house at night and hide in the bushes to see if any fairies floated there from the sky to take a bath, only to wait until the adults shouted at me to go back to bed and were still reluctant to leave. Summer nights, lying on the cool mat in the small courtyard of my grandmother's house, using a banana fan to drive mosquitoes, looking up at the distant sky, imagining the scene of the heavenly court, I do not know how many nights I waited for, and did not see the South Heavenly Gate open, only the stars in the sky to accompany me to slowly fall asleep. The most interesting thing is that I often put the bed sheet or sarong over my body, pretending to be the appearance of the seven fairies, dancing around in bed. Although I think of it as childish now, those beautiful, kind, brave and wonderful stories in the book did cultivate my young soul. Of course, there are also many folk tales, like "Jubilee Plate", "Magic Brush Ma Liang" and so on, will always remain in the memory.

Because of my love of reading, I seemed to know more than children of my age, and my feelings and thinking were richer, and I always loved to think about things on my own, and I always had my own opinions on any issue. I remember once my father and school colleagues are talking about things, I inserted a sentence, the content can not remember. But I remember the teacher saying to my father, "You're a great little girl, you're going to do great things in the future."

Reading made me very inquisitive, and I developed a winning personality. When I was in fifth grade, a new textbook was issued, and the arithmetic textbook had many example problems. I followed the notes in the math textbook and practiced the examples, and the more I did, the more interesting I found them. In one week, I finished all the arithmetic problems of one semester in the book. Later, Mr. Lu, the teacher who taught mathematics, said to my mother, "Your daughter is very smart, she can do the whole semester's curriculum in seven days, which is unique among my students." My mother was of course delighted to hear that.

On one occasion, I found a novel that depicted a geological prospector exploring in a deep valley. I forgot the name of the book, but the nature, geography and scientific knowledge described in the book y attracted me, especially the interesting stories of the life and work of the exploration team members, the difficult journey, the unexpected thrill, the scenes of fighting with wild boars, and the hammock hanging on the fork of a tree to sleep at night, and the romantic stories between the team members, which were all amazing and fresh to me. For a while, it became my dream to be an explorationist. I was determined to study hard, and when I grew up, I wanted to experience the exciting life of exploration in the wilderness.

Two

There was a hardcover book on my father's bookshelf called The Book of Stones, which I had flipped through as a child and couldn't read. One year during summer vacation, I finally could slightly recognize forty percent of the words in the book, so I picked up my father's copy of the book, "The Record of the Stone," which was one of the toughest books I've ever read. It was the hardest book I've ever read. The book was a 1930's edition, written by James Cao and printed in traditional vertical format. At the beginning of the volume, there was a preface with a general commentary, occupying dozens of pages - additional commentary with a table of contents of the Stone Records: there was a preface approved by the Master of the Protecting Flowers, a general commentary by the Master of the Protecting Flowers, an excerpt of the errors by the Master of the Protecting Flowers, a general commentary by the Master of the Dai-something Shanmin, a general commentary by the Master of the Mingzhai, and so on, and then the text of the page was annotated in the box circled on top of each page. At that time, I was unable to read these general reviews and turned directly over into the theme of the novel. I did not learn traditional Chinese characters, and vertical typesetting, it is difficult to read, so I had to use my fingers to point to a word by word to read, in fact, many of the meanings written in the book are based on what I recognized at the time the meaning of the word before and after the guess out. My favorite thing is to add a commentary with pictures of the Stone Book of Chanting and drawings. The white drawings of the characters and the illustrations in the book are so vivid and personalized. I was also fascinated by the intricate and detailed general map of the Grand View Garden, always looking for which place was the Yihong Yuan and which was the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and often immersed in the plot of the book. The degree of obsession led to the later classroom, I often use a pencil in the workbook drawing in the book seems to be those ladies figure, enjoyable.

In the past, there was no sex education program in school, and Chinese education was a no-go area, so my knowledge of male and female sexuality was even more of a blank sheet of paper. Therefore, I read the two chapters of "The Record of the Stone" - Volume 5 - Jia Baoyu's Journey to the Realm of Taixu and Volume 6 - Jia Baoyu's First Attempt at Cloud and Rain - in a hazy way. I guess the book "clouds and rain" that is the relationship between men and women in that area of things, this is also my early sex education enlightenment, repeated readings did not figure out the reason why, but I realize that this is a question can not be asked. Now it seems to be able to write the male and female cloud and rain things so hazy so beautiful, I think only Chinese literature can do. In the book, I am interested in the line "not as if the brocade bag collects the colorful bones, a shovelful of pure earth to cover the wind flow. The quality of the original clean also clean to go, strong in the dirty slush caught in the ditch." I'm very impressed, and I'm in love with it.

It is undeniable that this book I read the most difficult to read the most difficult to understand the content of the book of the stone seems to understand the content of the children's love but earned me a lot of tears, it's like an encyclopedia so that I know a lot of knowledge outside of the classroom, but also to let me on the men and women's love of the hazy touched.

Three

Because of the love of reading, so that I know more than the average child of the same age, the ability to understand seems to be stronger than the average person, the usual life behavior and manners and the average person is not quite the same, very polite. I remember that once again, the straw hat I was wearing on my head was blown off by the wind, and a man on the side of the road helped me pick it up and handed it to me, and I immediately said, "Thank you!" Next to a person heard me said sarcastically: "also said thank you, small 'saint egg' a." With the invasion of books, it makes me have a better aspiration for things. Since I was a child, I envied people who spoke a mouthful of standard Mandarin, thinking that Mandarin was good, staccato, and could better express the feelings of the language, so I learned to speak Mandarin since I was a child. However, at that time, this behavior was often ridiculed and hit by the people around me, saying that you are a local and still speak Mandarin. My uncle was very unsupportive of my speaking Mandarin, and he said to me, "What are you skimming and speaking Mandarin for when you clearly see that you are a native of your hometown." But I just don't believe in this evil, what I think is right, I will insist on doing, no matter what others say, I still do what I want. A mouthful of standard Mandarin greatly enhanced my quality.

At the turn of the elementary school and junior high school, I fell in love with foreign fairy tale novels. Grimm's Fairy Tales, Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales, One Thousand and One Nights, etc. These books opened my eyes and developed my imagination. Sometimes when I was walking, riding in the car, or working, I often drifted off into a meditative state. I would imagine myself sitting on the magic flying carpet, think of there can fly to there, as long as the chanting of the incantation can do anything; imagine that I can become invisible, run to the bank to quietly take out the money there, no one can see, they will have money to buy things they like; imagine that you can run a factory, do a lot of movies in the children to wear those dresses, sell it to the school, the children wearing It's very beautiful, and you can earn a lot of money. I imagined that I would be a beautiful woman when I grew up, and that I would meet my favorite person, a handsome, brave and kind "Prince Charming" and so on. I think it is all because of reading, the knowledge of books let me have endless beautiful future life. Because I love to daydream, so my mother often said I was an over-ambitious, whimsical child.

Four

I grew up loving dance and music, and my mother was a music teacher. My uncle graduated from the music department of Henan University and was a music designer for professional literary groups and a national-level composer in Henan Province. His skills in playing flute and erhu are first-class. I grew up in this artistic atmosphere living in the family, was profoundly influenced, my mouth almost every day humming and enjoining the ditty constantly. When I saw my uncle performing his flute solo on stage, he was very popular with the audience, and I had the desire to learn how to play the bamboo flute. In fact, my uncle was so busy at that time that he didn't have time to give me formal lessons. He only taught me the hand shape, fingerings, lip shape and basic skills of playing the flute, but I was able to imitate better. So I went to the bookstore and bought a book on flute playing method, and practiced according to the tutorials in the book according to the method taught by my uncle. The grove by the river in front of my grandmother's house left a beautiful image of a little girl practicing to play the flute there. I remember that it wasn't long before I was able to use my breath freely, my fingering was flexible, my single and double embouchure were very clear and fast, and I was able to play simple pieces of music until I was finally able to play solo flute pieces on stage. I was able to play simple pieces until I was finally able to play a solo piece on stage. What really taught me the technique was the book "Flute Playing Method".

Later, my uncle thought that playing the flute should be a boy's thing, requiring a large lung capacity, and that it would be better for a girl to learn stringed music, so I began to learn erhu again. I was very formal when I entered the erhu practice, and I practiced for two months just holding the instrument and carrying the bow, and then I started to practice fingering and syllables. Although my uncle was there to guide me, I mainly bought the book "Erhu Practice Songs". With the Erhu Practice Songs tutorial, I had a more correct guidance when I practiced hard, plus I was also the material, so I progressed very fast. Until I could freely, beautifully and skillfully play the solo pieces such as "Good Night", "Bright Walk", "Two Fountains Reflecting the Moon", and "Birdsong in the Empty Mountain". In particular, I could play "River Water" in such a way that it made the people listening to it look at me in awe.

At that time, I was practicing the instrument while going to school, and I was also a member of the school's propaganda team, often performing outside. As my erhu skills continued to improve, my interests switched. I suddenly became more interested in the violin, which has a wider range of sounds and more complex skills, and is known as the "queen" of musical instruments. Although the violin and the erhu are both stringed instruments, their techniques are more difficult to learn. Because of my young age at that time, it was easier for me to turn up. Because my uncle was born in folk music, western music is not his specialty, this learning is all on my own. I borrowed an old violin from Mr. Liu Yuanzhen of the county cultural center. The next step is to find teaching materials, through the introduction of my uncle's friends, from the overseas music industry friends borrowed a foreign violin tutorial book and a few practice songs, I was like a treasure. Because these teaching materials are used up, but also need to return to the people, I need to put the book and a few books of exercises all copied down. My neighbor and classmate, Shen Wenqi, helped me with the violin tutorial book, and she copied the whole book in clerical script. It shows how much we loved books at that time. I practiced very hard, for several hours a day, following the progression of the etudes. I also bought a book called "How to Read Pentatonic Score", which taught me how to read pentatonic scores, from tadpoles to musical phrases on the bow of a piano. At that time, I was known far and wide for my diligence in learning. I don't know why I studied so hard. First, it may be my own interest and talent, second, it may also be because of the reason that I read the book, I know things earlier, and I think that people must have a skill before they can stand in the world. Thirdly, it was the pressure given to me by the society, environment and family factors at that time. So my study has always been adults forced me to rest for fear that I will wear out my body.

Because of my love of reading, coupled with my natural artistic qualities and hard training, I was able to understand a great deal of what was going on and acted boldly. When my violin practice to a certain degree, conscious of the need for teacher guidance, I heard that the Pingdingshan Song and Dance Troupe has a is the chief violinist from Shanghai, playing technology is very famous, I decided to look for him to see if my learning methods and techniques are correct. Because there was no one to introduce me, I took a car to Pingdingshan and went directly to the Song and Dance Troupe and knocked on the door of the violin teacher's house. When I entered the door, I introduced myself and took out my violin and played directly to him. I played a few violin exercises and then a piece of music. The surprised violin teacher said to me, "Your playing method is very formal, the pitch and rhythm is very good, the most outstanding thing is that you have a very good sense of music, what sheet music played by your hands, it is very good to listen to, this is an instrumentalist's most rare quality." Finally he said something else to me that I will never forget. He said, "You are still a little girl carrying a violin into the world."

With my excellent instrumental skills, I was admitted to a regional professional literary group, and my level was recognized by several music designs in the group. My instrumental skills belonged to a child, with flexible bowing and fingering, very solid fundamentals, a good sense of music, delicate emotions, and strong musical expression. Once I was practicing the violin concerto "Liang Zhu" in my unit's dormitory, and my colleagues passed by outside, thinking that I was playing a record in my room, and came in to realize that I was the one who was playing it. Not long after I joined the work, I became the backbone of the orchestra of the troupe, and the performances and recordings of the troupe, the solo part of the violin and the erhu were basically completed by me. At that time, our troupe was one of the best single-barrel orchestras at the provincial and regional levels because we had a very good music designer (orchestrator) and conductor, Mr. Zhuang, who came from the Central National Orchestra in Beijing, and who demanded high standards from every player in the orchestra, and I also benefited from his guidance. In fact, I also enjoy every beautiful and harmonious note and chord when the orchestra plays the music, which is close to the joy from the fairy tale.

In my spare time during performances, I still like to read, and in addition to professional books, a lot of them are miscellaneous books. Luckily, my colleague who plays violin on the same clef as me also likes to read, and his father is also a teacher. I borrowed a lot of books from him, Dante's Divine Comedy, Byron's Don Juan and so on. I also often borrowed books from the regimental library to read, such as "John Christopher", "Still Don", "Red and Black", "The Storm Clouds of War", "Jane Eyre", "Junkyard Friends", "Les Miserables", and Lev Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, and Dumas, Dumas, Maupassant, Chekov, Hemingway, Balzac and so on, at this stage, I was most interested in the masterpieces of foreign literature. The Chinese classics and Lu Xun, Ba Jin, Mao Dun, etc., which I had read at home, I let go of for the time being. Anyway, at that time I searched for any book I thought I could read, and the human brain is like a sponge sucking up water, which can draw a lot of knowledge. I remember once I was wearing a white dress with small flowers and a thick and long braid standing on the outside corridor of the second floor of our regiment's dormitory. My coworkers saw it and said, "Come look at Lina, see if she looks like the young Katyusha Maslova from the movie "Resurrection" who walked down the hall when she was at the manor." Resurrection is one of my favorite books to read, too.

Five

Married to a painter, inking and inking and designing art, my husband brought over another batch of books on art. At the same time to help him lay paper and ink, I read the history of Chinese and foreign art, painting theory and advertising design books, discuss and study the subject of art and painting, and met a group of friends in the art world in my hometown. Music and art were originally intertwined, so I got into it very quickly, and they all appreciated and recognized my natural aesthetics and discernment.

To be honest, because I grew up with the habit of reading, life I am not very interested in what women's jewelry, but for the book I have been very cherish. Although I am obsessed with books, but I am definitely not a nerd or read into the "two-legged bookcase", and will not not eat the earth, has always been to live and learn. I remember when I do beauty make-up, buy a few books on make-up skills, learning while practicing on their own face, and soon learned the make-up skills, and then did the make-up artist's line of work, not only for their own business to earn money, but also for the city's TV Spring Festival Gala has done a session of make-up artist. Later I wanted to learn aerobics, I set the "Health and Beauty" magazine, there was a dance and physical foundation of me, according to the magazine published aerobics pictures, followed by the TV school a few sets of aerobics, do aerobics instructor, ran a aerobics class, a period of a lot of students, from all walks of life in the community. Later, the province to hold a bodybuilding competition, the regional sports section notified me to participate in the bodybuilding athletes team, representing the region to the province to participate in the competition. Bodybuilding was a new subject, and there was no teacher available at that time. The best way was to look for books. I specialized in bodybuilding training according to the methods taught in magazines. According to the time and regulations required by the contest, I designed my own bodybuilding contest moves and chose music clips for the contest. In order to reduce subcutaneous fat, I almost every day to jog 10,000 meters, dumbbells, barbells, weights and other equipment together training, muscle a little bit longer, the skinny places thin down, the expansion of the expansion of the place, the human form is like a beach but with careful sculpture. Although that period of training is very hard, but the harvest is also great. It was the most beautiful period of my body. On the stage of the provincial bodybuilding competition, female bodybuilders wearing rose-red bikinis, lined with shiny bodybuilding ketone body, in the music ebb and flow of a set of sculptural bodybuilding movements, one by one, like the activities of the Venus, simply beautiful. The stadium, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, was full, and it was a feast of fitness and beauty, with flashes of photography and cameras and applause. Other people say that I am a ballerina and bodybuilder in one contestant, modeling and performance there is a combination of soft and strong beauty, very expressive. Scoring out, I'm the art of running to the sports world to win a provincial award. I was excited and secretly shouted, long live youth!

Social development is fast, in order to better survive, I started a decoration company. For decoration I am an amateur, then from the most basic decorative materials to learn. Although the company has a fine arts decorative designers and construction workers, but temporarily did not hire the decorative engineering budgeter. Immediately about to carry out engineering negotiations, the project budget has not been made, I think, it's okay, there are books. I bought the professional books of the project budget, and ran to the construction of seven acquaintances there to borrow a project budget table, studied for a few days, than the gourd drew a dipper in accordance with the project quota and budgetary procedures, should be the decorative engineering budget to do down, which laid a good foundation for my future business, because a manager who does not understand the business is not a good operator.

Entrepreneurial experience, there is a more bull thing: I'm going to contract their own Lanmeng decoration company decorated hotel. Because the owner of the hotel's regional insurance company is willing to give the hotel to me to contract, they see my ability, it is a catering, lodging, entertainment as one of the hotel. I had never studied hotel management, what was I to do? It didn't matter, it was better to turn to books. I bought hotel management books to mull it over. I hired the chef and backroom manager, who was very good at his job, and he brought with him a team of very good cooks to do a series of Cantonese dishes. From more than a thousand applicants, selected and recruited dozens of Mandarin-speaking, singing and dancing beautiful handsome hotel men and women waiters, for half a month of professional training in hotel services. When opening, the hotel invited dozens of tables of guests, because I have no experience as a general manager, waiters and I was busy that day is at a loss, the dish is a mess, some of the table on the dish did not go up, some tables on the dishes on the repeat. Good thing none of the guests blamed me, they looked at me as a layman manager there to sincerely apologize and embarrassed smile, but also kept praising my courage. That waiter and I busy really cute, I'm the general manager in their own hotel all day are hungry. Not much time, through the book learned from the hotel management knowledge and practice, I hard to run the hotel sound and color, very cultural taste and personality, become a famous local hotel. Once a dozen Hong Kong businessmen and businesswomen took the airplane to us there for the second time to investigate the investment. On the plane they discussed, where to go after the plane, everyone said in unison: "Orchid Garden Hotel".

There was a time, in order to run the business I was almost too busy to faint, and every morning I got up and loaded up, riding on my Honda "big black shark" motorcycle set off, since I felt so heroic, almost like going to war as the feeling of the lack of waist not wearing the "two guns". The only thing that was missing was not wearing the "two guns" on the waist to become a heroine. Two businesses together in the operation can be really difficult, so many people want to count on you to eat, the business needs to run at full capacity, in order to survive the competition, it is really dangerous, a lot of things are unexpected, really very tired, very tired. Did not return home before twelve o'clock at night, go back often are one or two o'clock at night, no matter how windy or rainy, or freezing cold. The body often carries electric police baton, stun gun. Social "red", "white", "black" need to take care of one by one, people's energy and intelligence highly concentrated operation, straight to the point of exhaustion to the health of the overdraft, voice Hoarse for many days can not speak. Chinese medicine doctor to me when he said: "medicine is useless, you are too tired, the internal organs have been uncoordinated, but as long as a good rest can be restored." It just so happens that the Spring Festival holiday, decorative companies and hotels are closed, I have the opportunity to rest for a few days, the voice was immediately restored. But people rest, eyes and brain did not rest, reading has become my habit of life, so this time the way to rest, is to read books, this time the category of reading is much more ponderous.

I don't know that book there is a father to his daughter said such a paragraph to impress me: "As a woman, you choose the family, or choose the office? If you choose the family, you sleep at night with your husband in your arms. Choose the office and you spend your nights cuddling pillows in front of the TV." In this way, the trajectory of my life seems to be choosing the office. That's me, and loving to read seems to make me a woman who walks away from books and returns to them for the knowledge I should learn and need. Reading has made me a learner and more of a capable practitioner, a person who always seems to be so enthusiastic and capable, witty and tough, elegant and simple, always unique, living in my own work (story). My family and friends have the impression that I am always confident that I can succeed in whatever I do, and that my thinking will always be at the forefront of society.

Six

Some people once said: "Reading, the most fundamental one is, you can raise the gas. People have three treasures of essence, the belly has poetry from the gas. Read different books, can raise different gas. The grandeur, the spirit, the peace of the gas, the grandeur of the gas, can be raised; evil, hostile and sour gas, yin and yang, can also be raised. Reading is as indispensable to a person as eating and drinking, and we can draw qi from books, a kind of qi that swirls through our veins, fills our body, and emanates from every pore of our body." Chinese philosophy emphasizes qi, and reading books nourishes qi and the festival as well! And I think reading not only can raise gas, it has become my best friend and teacher in life, and the exchange of books I continue to grow, it makes me understand a lot of reasoning and practical knowledge, the most important one is that I have learned to think independently, and have the courage to dare to seize the opportunity that passes by in an instant, and in and out of the free and easy, calm and relaxed. Love the habit of reading, but also allows me with the development of society, change and the need to constantly update their own knowledge structure, so as not to feel overwhelmed or out of touch on the road ahead, and thus be abandoned by society (elimination).

The book accompanied me all the way, the road is tough but colorful. Originally I was a faster acceptance of new things, with a rebellious personality and reverse thinking. And in the book to obtain a variety of comprehensive knowledge, so that I have a more active thinking, developed a keen observation, understanding, imagination, things and things more judgment and analytical ability, reflection and critical power. After entering the network era, with the diversification of information and knowledge, the field of vision gradually broadened, my reading ability and receptivity is even more like a fish out of water. Although I still read in the style of horse-riding, swallowing in one gulp, not seeking to understand. But undeniably, reading allows me to continue to improve their cognitive ability, after all, reading and learning is a lifelong thing. I recognize the strong country blog writer friend "thinker" in my blog post below the following words: "reading to read critically, there is no authority, there is no absolute. Read critically, without authority, without absolutes, with life as the blueprint, with the true self as the benchmark. Reading is practicing life."

The purpose of my reading is simple, not for diploma and education, not for career and officialdom, and not for entering any "national" level. The reality is that I have culture, but no education; I have the ability, but no diploma. When someone asked me, "Then why do you still like to read?" I say, "For interest and survival." Just like a friend once asked me, "Why do you like to write?" I blurted out, "Because I have something to say."

In 2006, when I published my poem "Miscellany" in the Culture Square of Xinhua Net Forum, I received enthusiastic and favorable comments from netizens. Among them, the literary friend "vernacular interpretation" has a comment: "shrewd multi-faceted hand! The clever woman can cook without rice! Appreciate it!" In fact, the writer is not clear, the clever daughter-in-law is cooking with rice! Here, I'll end this post with the poem "Miscellaneous", which seems to be a good choice.

The Miscellany

I am not a sculptor,

but I am active in carving out time.

I am not a painter,

but I like to beautify life with bright colors.

I am not a writer,

but I often use words to render the waves of thought.

I am not a poet,

but I constantly have thoughts flying up to the branches of the sky.

I am not a critic,

but I would like to use sincerity to attack pomposity.

I am not a thinker,

but I always love to look at things from the other side of the world and from me to him.

I am not an entrepreneur,

but I can get angry even if I go to the sea occasionally.

I am not a director,

but every day to put the time and energy carefully planning.

Someone asked me how I define myself,

and I told him I just want to be a handyman.

Everything is a personal experience,

I just love to plow and not to try to make a big deal out of it.

How can everything go well in life,

The bamboo has a lowered head and leaves, and the plum has no flowers on its face.

The years are the unending hourglass,

and the meaning of life is that every grain of fine quicksand.

(Upstairs two floors are not complete I add, upstairs I will not post) add essence oh! (*^__^*) hehehe ......