Let me say thank you

I remember the first time I got on a horse. I was two years old and we were watching a friend of the family ride. My mom agreed to let me take a short ride around the arena with the friend and that was it! I was horse crazy. From then on, I drove my parents insane begging for a horse. Whenever I saw a horse, I would beg even harder.

When I was four years old,my life as I know it now began. I have Selective Mutism. This is a rare childhood disorder in which children stop speaking in certain social situations, many times at around the age of four. I spoke normally to my parents, my brother and certain other people, but was silent at school and in social situations. I went days, weeks, months without a sound at school. At most, I might quietly whisper to a friend.

Often, children with Selective Mutism will not speak in the presence of others; even to a person they normally talk to. There is a lot of whispering in ears, so that others cannot hear. We have normal or above average IQs and usually no speech pathology. The most important factor in this disorder is, we cannot speak. We do not do this purposely or willfully, it feels impossible to speak. As you can imagine, many children are blamed, punished and traumatized, especially at school. The disorder is believed to be anxiety related and treatment is difficult, but not impossible. We have so much more to learn.

My parents searched for a cure. At that time, we did not even have a name for what I had. I suffered silently through school until I was ten years old when one in a long string of psychologists had an idea. Having discussed his plan with my parents beforehand, one day in my therapy session I was asked by the psychologist what I wanted more than anything in the world. He explained that I was going to be given an opportunity to work for what I wanted. I couldn’t believe my good luck, but I could not answer. I just stood there struggling to verbalize what I wanted more than anything else in the world. Finally, I was permitted to whisper the answer in my mother’s ear. “A horse,” was all I could say.

I was to get a pony, but before we could even start looking, I had to live up to my end of the bargain. I had to try to talk. I had a chart of weekly tasks I had to accomplish. I had to answer the phone five times per week, something I had never done before. I had to make five phone calls to my friends. I had to say one word to my teacher at school and the list went on. For a child with Selective Mutism, saying one word to someone can be like climbing Mount Everest.

I did everything that was asked of me and the day came when my parents found a local riding stable that had the perfect pony. His name was Sequoia, a strong little chestnut with some roaning and a tiny white spot on his rump. He was perfect, of course, and I fell in love immediately. We boarded him at the riding stable and I began taking lessons. I wanted to be the best I could be and I swelled with pride every time I got on Sequoia. It truly was a dream come true. I learned to brush him, saddle him, pick his hooves out. Each week I could not wait for Saturday and my lesson, then my free time with my Sequoia. When I was in Sequoia’s presence, I forgot all about my problems and felt strong and secure.

As I see it, horses are silent too, but they are fast, powerful and free at the same time. Horses give me the strength I lack. They give me a reason to push myself, when I can find no other. Horses have been part of my life for well over twenty years now, all the while helping me deal with an isolating, frightening disorder. When things get difficult, as they still sometimes do, I go to my horses. With them, I can be silent, but I can hold my head up and have dignity and freedom. By connecting with them, I have learned to embrace what I was once shunned for and I found my voice.

I am a fully participating member of society these days. My horses and I made it through a master’s degree and then law school. I am a practicing attorney, I even make court appearances. I may have made it otherwise, but I’m not sure. I feel I owe my life to the horse and I try to give it back to them every day. I am fortunate that I can look out my back door and see my beautiful horses looking back at me. I am so grateful that I get to watch them run in their mountain pasture every day. I hope I never stop learning from them. They have given me the best gift I could ever imagine, my life.

I do not know

Drunk in the late autumn, more will be drunk in thoughts thronged one ‘s mind., fresh and free from vulgarity, aloof and elegant, full of yellow goose sound more forest “”. More “Shuangye red flowers in February” – like than the stage. Spring late autumn beauty, is not only the bright color! It is cold and the wind coexist, far see maple in autumn Wanshan popular, lie in Montreal golden dyes. It is still blue water of the creek, still so fresh, with a bright and cheerful, quiet quiet.

Has impressed in the spring in a riot of colour, more will be dumped in the autumn fruits, in different poses and with different expressions. Although soaked autumn Xiao Mu, most people are always melancholy and moody. But it is the harvest scenery, a piece of information, all quiet, enjoy, enjoy a taste. This beautiful, like the inclusion of all things, is more like the epitome of human mind. A freehand brushwork, million painting can not be perfect autumn graph expression!

Spring sunny and warm, lazy people like fat like, don’t want to move. But the cool autumn, but always let people awake, autumn Xiao Mu, also always give a person with calm, make you feel comfortable, looked qishuang. If the four seasons with legend color, but this colorful varied, colorful, people will be fascinated, make the person aftertaste, tender.

I will use colorful brush, paint the colorful life. In the colorful world of fantasy, but also because of a lot of transcendence, but more and more people inebriated haze, miss. Beyond themselves, beyond the dream.

Drunk drunk in the autumn autumn, more colorful, undertake the joy of harvest, experience after the hard work earned the joy.

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, more so in the autumn that convergence in the best, the quiet beauty of art, too wonderful for words.

Preference is always not the words, want to have dreams alive.

The memory of you

Through the years cooling towel, I took the mood to write full the whole season

And the wind, accompanied by rain

Pretend to be picked up a background and a new beginning

Pretend you never go away

It picked up the carved in time past

Or cry Dr Max, or joy

Sometimes, those in the past, people keep always pain

Sometimes, those memories company formation in hong kong, only to you again

The scenery along the way gradually, familiar with the city gradually disappeared in the hazy, smile from the facial features, slip away

The air around only empty taste, the surrounding noise also only pain

Stop in the crowded streets, and also do not remember oneself once

Thus, in the sun as the beginning of the day, gently say goodbye, to an unknown world to find a fairly warm harbor,

To see the shadow of plum blossom between, fu!

A total of the night

A thousand miles, there are you in dream, in our hearts. For me, the scenery along the way and then the United States Domestic Helpe, is not worth you gazing at the gentle. What hope, you see the world hundred Cha, can still love me amorous feelings.

As long as you are in me, the most beautiful scenery will have been on the road, in the heart.

Perhaps, the past, you in the southern willow shore headphone amp, rocked the folding fan, poetry and pacing, caught my eye, so I just past; perhaps, preexistence, I in the South Lane in the rain, under an oil paper umbrella, faint forward, arouse your love, so love lock this life. Although the road, between you and me rain heavily, until meet, have met too late, the wind was vaguely cream tears, but no matter how, paddling sound here, you and I held each other’s hand, then, we hold the happiness.

That day, I just a casual glance, you will fall like the sea in my soulful eyes; you only a Ningmou smile, your name I will write in the heart lake nuhart, Yang lotus flowers.

Do you not know? Ever since the night you and I exchange solemn vows and pledges, hook and sealed, I a woman to spend the mind has no longer anyone swaying, immeasurably vast difference, my gentle feelings just waiting for you to read.

You are I can not give up the love. This life, I LAN refers to fiddle, Fu Jian splash ink, only for the * * * * you earnestly Acacia, deep sea; this life, I burn incense to Buddha, self-cultivation, only for each loop can meet you, an invariant generation after generation of love.

If, in the future of every world, I will be with my memory, you are invited to come, waiting for you to hold my hand, together, Lan Zhou to spring wave, willow shore for Flute, Fenglin in fall red, the view of snow…… You promised me you, I promise you The End of Life.

You, no matter what the who, I don’t want you to official thick bunk, don’t you were rich, I as long as you can with sincerity and truth and my relative, I just do what you love story in each life only, so, ok!

You say, this life, you must never abandon me, whatever the flower, you will not let me cry for you.

You say, this life, you will be my love of the harbor, even back in the Fangfei, you also will I planted beans I pick.

You say, this life, you only you and I go to Wuzhen, wear Gu Xiang, according to Shi Qiao, the oars, tea, in the quiet days, according to a spring sunshine, with a fragrance.

You say, this life, you only you and me go to the desert, after the old Langyan, search of ancient Kroraina, see the Millennium undeniable euphratica, in every inch of time hours, only forever, not separation.

If a ruler does not leave, I will not abandon. Love you, this is my life the most want to do! You remember, Liu smoke vaguely port, will always have my heart waiting for you crazy “.

There are you, the heart is no longer lonely, cold. Because there is love, the heart from then on, I no longer whisper: “standing alone in the chilly west wind, Xiao Xiao leaves close scanty window”. Until next time meet, I think, it must be “dance low willow building heart month, song all the peach blossom fan bottom wind”.

Gentleman, I wish all of these for you. Rachel, polyester, a woman, in the depths of red dust, faint fragrance.

Vanity of spirit, I only wish, songs of light, the oars, smile Ning eyebrow, a dress in Jiangnan willow smoke, and you love the mixture……

In the past the past memories

It is the end of the year, quit now sees next year. His neighbour fireworks to go away, how much a side outletMPLS VPN?

If sorrow can also be called a few pounds, then, can not sell a good price! After all, people always feel happy, happiness is worth pursuing. I’m not a doubt to the world’s happiness index, perhaps I did not reach can experience the happiness that state, so it is not to know good from bad to make doubt ask. This question really is unable to answer, in the course of time, is almost the only sense can only be sensed that meaning. But, I must believe that, one day, I will know the answer: sorrow for some people is good or bad. Before this, I know it is related with the unfortunate is, for example, they are like two parallel lines, of course, there is a point of intersection, in certain circumstancesDoing business in china, or always occurs is not excessive. You said, some people listen to sad music, don’t cry but laugh, such an interpretation is reasonable? Some people see happy movies, cry, the cry is not sad or unhappy, it is between good and evil! The exact point, fortune and misfortune is one entity and its virtual body, also is the shadow we say. When we feel happy, happiness, in general is not to see his own shadow. In other words, not to see the upcoming misfortune that side. Because the total is a condition, such as the catalyst, can see the obvious reaction. When a beam of light in your back, your front will have a shadow.

Lev? Tolstoy has a famous saying: “all happy families are alike, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.” Infer other things from one fact, happy people are similar, unfortunate people each have their own misfortune. Needless to say, happy people are met, or someone in the living environment and the person value fit; unhappy people like unhappy families, have their own misfortune. But this is not “lucky” than the “lucky” comes on strong, I thought, some way this unfortunate indeed let people live a meaningful. This understanding of course built on someone not been unfortunate downman t shirts sale, it is a strong part of soul. Prefer to believe that this is a soul to guide your life and destiny, do not believe that happiness can bring more benefits for themselves, although sometimes the positive energy is able to give some people bring the beat all good or bad things, not good does not necessarily represent is not good.

If people are lucky, including happy become satisfied with, nothing, then, might as well give him a time, half alive well. Extremes meet, happy will you. All things are all laws, these laws like a pulse, touch the long natural know where it is. When a thing has developed to a certain height or is the peak period, assuming that the unexpected handled improperly, it will fall into the trough, slump. However, sorrow, sorrow extremely will have joy is self-evident. However, there are still some limitations, if someone is unable to bear in this “great sorrow”, then nature will not live music. The so-called doom to death and then, it must also be in a state of mind you can handle, advance must be conscious to face the “doom to death”, and expect to “epigenetic”, can make the correct choice, and achieve the expected effect. Not all of the Phoenix are burning death, because the hot degree in different environment that a “fire” is not the same.

It should be said that there is a year, specifically, is one and a half years less. At this point, your photos through the pressure at the bottom of my case, it is the high school when you gave me. Now it seems, is so pure and innocent, but a far cry from the time, is not to go back to the youth. Some people only miss silent waiting, waiting for the lost and sad. Even if they, you know, the popular saying is: time will dilute all. I do not deny that, you are in my heart the most beautiful rainbow. Then, how beautiful how many years, worry how much hair? Silence is the expression of the most sincere.

Not all want me back to you, but the inner rolling, if I was your life in a novel, of course very happy to own ups and downs, striking one snag after another. But, as you know, I am not. A compass cross out that went far away, but when I came back, the other foot told him: you just go down the same path. Because you never left me this stand in situ feet. Two people love sometimes not just as a compass? And control of the only compass people’s destiny, but also can be said to be the fate. We walked and walked, began to hold your hand, walk to the halfway point, is not the hand, to the final fate this hand separates us. That is, a pair of compasses became two irrelevant leg, is not going anywhere. However, we also can control one’s own direction, to the world of ignorance.

This Apple patent application could describe facial recognition for the next iPhone

One of the greatest problems with tech is that there is little room for nostalgia. Aside from Nintendo and potentially Fujifilm, few companies are willing to stick with what’s comfortable. And with good reason Beauty Mama!

Take Apple, for instance. I may still be butthurt over the fact that my iPhone doesn’t have a proper headphone jack, dismayed each time I lose my dongle, but it’s hard to ignore that some new features, like Touch ID, haven’t drastically improved both the security and the user experience of the iPhone.

But out with the old and in with the new, right? And it seems that Touch ID might be the next old, new feature to get the axe.

Earlier this week, Bloomberg reported on rumors that Apple is testing facial recognition via a more powerful 3D camera on the iPhone, which would do away with Touch ID.

A few days ago, KGI analyst Ming-Chi Kuo said the next iPhone will have an all-display design and use facial recognition, as well.

Before these latest rumors, some have speculated that the Touch ID sensor will lay under the screen travel and tourism news.

However, given the latest report out of Bloomberg/KGI, a new Apple patent application has caught our attention.

The patent application describes a method in which a computing device could spot a user through the camera while in sleep mode, using very minimal power, and wake automatically based on the movement of that user toward the computing device.

The system would use three parameters (skin tone detection, face detection, and movement detection) to determine whether you’d like to actually use your device and that you are, indeed, you. When all parameters are met, the device would wake to welcome you cloud computing.

The images in this patent application show a desktop computing device using the presence recognition system, which would likely be far easier than an iPhone or iPad, as mobile computing devices are often in motion themselves. Still, the patent application doesn’t actually rule out that this facial/presence recognition system might be used in mobile computing devices.

Of course, as with any Apple patent, it’s unclear if the technology described here will make its way to our consumer products anytime soon. However, the latest iPhone rumors about facial recognition certainly make this patent one to watch out for.

Editors note: An earlier version of this article neglected to clarify that the patent is actually a published patent application and not a granted patent. The article has been updated to reflect that.



Like occasionally in the sky only a bird, or in the clouds is faint shadows, or the sky overhead bold with wings; for this mysterious fluctuation, temporary called love.

In a large space inside, a great, aloft when there is wind, the air, this is to get the feel of the.

More misty point, bus pass by village of paddy fields, see the layers of yellow green hue, suddenly feel the charm of color, feel suddenly is a legend in the so-called ‘artist’; and the summer when, one day I stand I live in a small town, 30 story building no obscuration, eyeful only city layer upon layer of well-proportioned house, and the distant horizon blue sky, white clouds crisp powder. I see, in this world, in fact, is rich and colorful.

I find I can think of all the colors.

Blue roof, the roof of the roof of orange, yellow, red roofs, white roof, many colors exist everywhere, dotted with, filled with colorful; red mud, green trees, blue sky, and the sun is going down, the roof of the city began to become sparkled.

I love nature and all the beautiful things. I like it.

I said, all things, all kinds of people full of our life; sometimes a touch of bright eyes, gave me a temporary stop, but good things in the world are.

Remember high school or junior high school thought political lesson, within the book tells a story between Socrates and his apprentice, probably through a field of wheat only pick one pick yourself think wheat out best cluster, and through the woods to fold the best tree branches, and through the garden to pick from think the most beautiful flowers; these things should not go into details, the truths all understand, grasp the chance, young; don’t be nervous, life is beautiful. I always think so, life is beautiful, the future is bright.

All my love I have. I like it.

Man, why there will be.

Read a book before, there are people said, the reason why we exist, because we itself; that is because we exist, so only for what we will have this problem; some abstruse, or one may be discussed, I am not an expert, but also not much to explain this thing.


I’m afraid that these two words. Because I actually very confused, what love is, what is love. So I also fear to touch it, experience it, had be rather baffling at the time of the so-called “love”, but I wanted to think, it is not love. What is love, how to contact him. Good is a place in people’s belief on the altar for people look forward to the “gods”, but people explain something more artistic or more elegant and more civilized words, the so-called love. I was looking forward to his appearance. Perhaps in a familiar street, listening to familiar songs, then a familiar figure touch your heart, that kind of love is perhaps the love.

Love. I also vaguely stubbornly believe that he exists, I look forward to.

A red bean to Acacia, three two wine to worry. While some feeling more like a paranoid to writing performance.

There are many kinds of emotion, can not be represented in language, will only display some weak and pale. My words, just one point of failure to sing a song.

Bank of Xiamen

Follow the direction of heart to travel

When the destination hotel, is the night.

In the hotel front desk brought real card, on the third floor, so I give up the elevator go straight staircase, try to slowly recover from his way in a state of drowsiness, and want to quickly remove the road nearly ten hour trip. To lay down their luggage, I sit on the bed, mouth slightly up, I think in the city where you are now, I just want to shout of laughter.

This night, repeatedly poking mobile phone, want to dial? Toss and turn restlessly, free in the dial not dial fought, hard to sleep. The first light of dawn is coming quietly in my sleepy and unable to sleep anxiety, landed softly on the balcony.

Nan Putuo

Today is a good day. Sunny.

Good morning. Xiamen.

Said the South Putuo, North redsui, South Putuo temple is one of Xiamen famous ancient temples, sitting south, mountains and sea, as one of the Buddhist resort. Temple is the three Temple: King Hall, main hall, the Great Mercy Temple; Temple Wu laofeng is Xiamen one of the eight scenic spots, five peak screen Li, Matsutake Midoriiku, beautiful cliff big pool, have “fame” Xiao Ling “. Southern Putuo is an attractive place, is a vegetarian, the vegetable dish with pure and elegant flavor renowned at home and abroad, the best is to belong to “a Shen Jiang”, when Guo Moruo visit southern Putuo wrote a poem, “I have the cloud from Zhoushan, Putuo and Putuo. Natural rocks and trees, deep regret over the title. Half of the bottom, the peak into the eye socket. Three Huai Tong Da Dao, “meaning how?” So, “hence the name half Shen Jiang”. Joy is near the South Putuo temple and with garden atmosphere of the Xiamen University, said Xiamen University is one of the most beautiful campus in China, have to let people eager for a glimpse, but unfortunately I can only take it as the background is a photo.

The road around the island

Although miss the beautiful Xiamen University let my heart is unwilling, but with the Buddhist resort of admiration and carries on my wishful peace and ambition, I still be reluctant to part to bid farewell to the south of Putuo, the next stop on the hasty. On the road around the island, I am really impressed, different scenery bring a different surprise, especially at Linhai to see the sea, let a person be overjoyed. The road around the island is Xiamen Huanhai one of the scenic road, is one of the International Year recognized marathon runway. It is the mountain and the sea, over sea bridge, in the stone drill, let a person look at the Xiamen unique subtropical scenery features without residual. Along the way there are many sculptures, such as “Gulangyu Islet,” sea wave “meditation”, “marathon” sculpture “the flower”, during which there are calligraphy square, “island Heron mind, show the sea feeling” as the theme, and the use of “to the paper, with a sea of ink”. Meter technique, make full use of and integration to the “sea” as the characteristics of the natural landscape. The most surprising than 3KM long walks on the sea Yanwu bridge, you tried more than the sea Ling such sharp relaxation and the pleasure?

The old tree

In life there are always some memory for people to forget, she is like a cool summer wind gently blowing; and as the sun shines in my heart; and if a piece of green in the heart of flash fresh. I often miss my hometown grandma at home in front of the old tree, it give me many happy childhood, it gave me the childhood many tender feelings, it gave me a lot of warm childhood, it gave me many childhood reveriesteel storage cabinets.

My parents are very busy, they give me to grandma. Grandma tasks besides cookingSamsung Note 3 cases, is to our grandchildren. Grandma let us big brother, sister, sister to play with little brother. Grandma’s house and house are thatched cottage. The old tree in the front room and the southeast, few people can embrace. The wheat heading, old tree will open up the sweet white. We do brother, sister will climb a tree or get a ladder pick flowers, brother and sister are in the following to the basket with flowerswaterproof iphone case. They look at us in the above said to us: “you can’t eat.” We can ignore them, secretly into his mouth some good, tender, clean the pagoda. We in the tree is said to them: “you do not eat.” They will pick some flowers sent to her mouth. We picked half basket tree flowers for grandmother, grandmother or dumplings or flipping sophora flower cake reward usscrapbooking storage.

During the day, we are in the home on the night of play, the old tree, we Wai hearing her story in her. Grandma shaking Pushan told us folk legend. I’m rarely remember her legend. Now I only remember one – it was Wu Gang and the goddess of the moon. Whenever grandma telling the legend, grandma interest is very high, and said Wu Gang and goddess in the moon. I am very curious. Grandma said: “usually you cannot see them, only in August fifteen to seewittspartners.” When in August 15 the Mid Autumn Festival, I always without blinking an eye staring at the moon, I hope to be able to see Wu Gang and the goddess of the moon, I can not see how someone. I always say: “grandma, I can’t see them, that Wu Gang and the goddess of the moon?” Grandma always refers to the month shadow said: “take a good look, is that Wu Gang is cutting the sweet scented osmanthus tree with an axe! It is the goddess of the moon hugging Yutu!” I can only believe her words. But I often ask some fantastic problem grandmother: “grandmother, how do you know that Wu Gang, the goddess of the moon? The sweet scented osmanthus trees grow wellWomen fashion, why does Wu Gang want to cut the sweet scented osmanthus trees? The goddess of the moon and Wu Gang eat or not? The moon is only Wu Gang and Chang two people? Wu Gang, is it right? Very handsome? The goddess of the moon is it right? Beautiful? The goddess of the moon have a son and Wu Gang, have a daughter?” At that time, I do not know the goddess of the moon was the wife of Hou Yi. Grandma rarely answer me, just say: “Dear grandchild, when you grow up, you will naturally understand!” How I hope to grow up, by plane on the moon have a look, I wish I had wings like a bird to the moon to see. Sometimes I would look at the distance flying birds, automatic speaking asked the bird: “the bird you is it right? From the moon, you see Wu Gang and goddess in the moon? You and Wu Gang the speech?” Childhood that grandma in the folklore, happy to spend. I always think the sky is beautiful in the moon.

Now the old tree home because of one of my uncle house matter already planing, grandma died three years ago with a day. Now the old tree and grandma only in a dream and they meet, but the old tree and grandma will not disappear in my heart. Because they give me joy, give me warm, give me the wonderful time. Especially grandma let me grow wings of imagination. Always have this picture in my mind: grandma sat in a few people can hold back under the tree, waving the fan, I sat beside her. Is listening to her say Wu Gang and Chang,,,,,,, grandma in the laughter, the old tree also laugh, we laugh, laugh too sweet,,,,,,.

Rural scenery

At the moment, I had thrown to the sky, because the lost generation, my original business plan forget to clean. But the small but still regret, regret not superposition. I know, he is to me was originally planned to go to the factory negotiate business time will be affected. In fact, this is not necessary, at this moment, what can be better for me to stand on the soft grass of the field, sucking the sun shade leaves the fragrant scent of summer, Youran hope in the deep blue sky in the daydream, or as the appreciation of classical works like staring at the bright eye color farm homes, in slightly in the air, and let the shadows of the whirling arbitrarily dance drama in my body, let it never tired of cicada freely singing my life unforgettable childhood minor in my ears…… I marveled at the northern village of quiet beauty, she give me is quiet and comfort of a completely is not the interpretation of floating in the air.
I know, my companion small high is completely couldn’t understand my feelings at the moment, he has already entered the noon sleep in the car.
I also understand, why the lonely in small village will let my heart feel so cordial moved? This is because she stand aloof from worldly success, live better who clean style, because she is after all, simple nature natural tones.
Yes, all this is not my years of desire, hope you. I hope I can often close with nature and Xin He, get yourself some more calm, less impetuous, more frank, less hypocritical, like this lets the human love in small villages to the lovely, give a person with nature.
I really like this immersed in summer scent in the remote north village.