Love is Blind

Love is blind, although it is sweet most of the time.

We should be a little fool in love, not always too smart.

Time is Enough

In the past two months, I was busy with my education task, and fortunately that was ended last week. That means my time is ample from this week on, so I can make good use of the following two months to write, to put my emotions and feelings in order, and to live my life healthier and happier. However, we can take this kind of thing from another side. Actually, we all are occupied with different things--important, or trifle, everyday. If we did not have time to do something first, maybe we spare this time for something else, so we can not say that we wasted time, or did wrong things. We just did something that different. Of course, all these are the gentle excuse for what we have done. But I have to say this is a kind of attitude towards life. There is no need to live a mean life, sometimes it's all right if we find some lovely reasons for what we have done, and for what we regreted.

This is A Lonely Place

No one comes to me for a very long time.
I have to say I should come here first frequently.

Successful Study Method

Long time no see. I miss you all!
This time I'll give you a successful study method.That is perseverence. If you really want to do something, stick to do it everyday.
You will make it, if you really do it everyday.
Everyday!

Tiantai Mountain

This weekend I went to climb the Tiantai Mountain, and we were in groups of four. One of my friends came to me from a metropolis along with one of his classmates who's girlfriend also came with us. That girl kept a long hair in curl, and looked like Sarah Brightman.

In this city I lived, there are not many famous tourist attractions. I just like the feeling of living in the free and easy place.

Tiantai Mountain is beyond our primary imaginations. It's wild, bleak and desolate. Actually, that feeling lighter when we reached the top of the mountain. There is a poem says "Known will the hills be if fairies dwell, no matter high or low". We believed that ther lived Immortals in the mointains. We burnt incense and worshipped them, and made wishes as well.

Although it rains after we finished that mointain journey, we still had a very good time.

Who am I

Sometimes I don't know who I am

Especially when I'm puzzled with life

I know this just appear for a short time

Won't lasts long

Like a bird

Sometimes don't know how to fly

Closed in a small place

Eager for the blue sky

Stimulated Teaching

Teacher told us to prepare to teach in public yesterday afternoon. We are college students who are teaching under the supervision of a certified teacher in order to qualify for a degree in education. Every ten students makes a group. So we stayed up late last night. We spent all night to exercise repeatedly, and the fact is that I begin to teach in class even in my dreams!

This morning we got up early. After having a fast breakfast, we started again and soon got nervous. The moment was coming at last. We take turns to go forth. It's my turn. I was almost getting in a flap when I standing before the whole class! ......

So today I learned another point, that is, you never know what you can do until you try, and also you never know the real thing in it until you try. Just try. Anything is OK. We just have one lifetime, so why don't let it more exciting?

I know I still have a lot to do. I still have a long way to go to achieve my life goals. I will never give up!

A Sleepless Night

I stayed sober all night yesterday.

I don't know why.

I can not sleep last night.

So I got up in the mid-night, standing beside my balcony and looking outside, lonely.

All things around me are deadly quiet.

Trees, road lamps, domitory buildings, accompanyed me all night without saying anything.

It seemed I was the only being in the world.

Back

I missed here for a long period.

I miss here very much.

I returned home for a week to accompany my parents.

In the following days, I will do my best to make here more worth staying.

Because my mind is full of different thoughts, stories, and inspirations.

I want to let them free.

A new beginning can happen anywhere, and anytime.

See you tomorrow!

April Fools' Day

Yesterday was April Fools' Day.

I fooled some of my friends.

I met a strange man.

I found maybe he is abnomal in mind.

There are dangerous elements in him.

So incredible.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

Toady I would like to briefly talk something about an American writer Nathaniel Hawthorne.
Nathaniel Hawthorne is a master of American historical fiction which took off first when the United States of America was newly created, and this kind of genre was established by English writer Sir Walter Scott.
Influenced to some extent by transcendentalism, Hawthorne's views of this movement were mixed. Unlike Emerson and Thoreau whose works contained optimistic beliefs and faith about life, Hawthorne's writings, with its deep ethical concren about sin, punishment, and atonement.
There are two important characteristics of Hawthorne's works---powerful symbolism and psychological complexity, which made him distinguished from other writers.
His works explore the darker side of human nature, especially themes of guilt and efforts at reconciliation at last. The Scarlet Letter is a good example to prove it.
In a word, Nathaniel Hawthorne is a great writer. Therefore my discovery of him will be endless. I just stop here today, and I'll go further in the following days.

Reading China's Classics

Almost everyone knows that China has a long history, so it is no wonder that it has any number of classical treasures, such as The Four Important Chinese Classical Novels, The Five Classics and The Four Books, Thoughts of Taoism, and their special customs. I am very interested in them. Thereby, I decided to appreciate and study them one by one, and little by little. Because time waits for no man. we must make most of it.

Last week I began to read A Dream of Red Mansion, and I downloaded the TV series of it as well. It do has great charming, and I love it very much. So I know what I'm going to do next.

If you want to know something about China's classics just like me, you can also do it like me. It's really good, attractive, and excellent. Believe me or not, that's depend on You!

My Teacher

Mr. Fish is my Advanced English teacher. Not using the traditional teaching way, he adopted a special way to teach us. This course mainly contains words, sentences, and grammar. But Mr. Fish pay more attention to something invisible between the lines. He takes culture more seriously, and reveal us the truth and the true look of this world, as well as direct us to realize this on our own. He always says we should have a strong culture awareness because that is the purpose he teach us.
For a long time I try to write down this to show my feeling and respect to Mr. Fish. I just don't know how to rxpress it. I cannot wait any longer although now I'm still not ready to do it yet. Probably in most people's eyes, Mr. Fish is not suitable for this world, I mean the real life. In my eyes, he is great. He dare to say his real feeling about the world around us. He dare to disclose the unequality existed. I heard his voices from the bottom of his heart. I know he is a man!
Our society needs this kind of person. However, sometimes this world disappointed me. It is unreal. It is full of dirty, and beauty is disappearing. This world has let me down many times. I don't care about it. It sounds sad, but it is the reality. Anyway, it's happy to meet a good teacher like Mr. Fish in my life.
He is sick for several days. I sincerely hope he 'll be better soon.

Something lost, Let It Go

Life is not what I thought about before

It's good that I realized this

It's not too late

Those lost things, I let it go

I was expecting someone for a long time

To come to me

And makes me happy
I always had hope in my mind

But, everything is lost

I'm not sad

I feel well

I just know a person clearly

I gained much

I lost nothing

Be happy, everyday

Be healthy

Be myself

These are the most important

Living is a thing of my own

Having little relationship with someone else

I have had someone to love me

That is enough

Life Is Fragile

I can not express what I want to say now. I finally know how fragile life is till today. A young actress, only 33 years old, died of cancer yesterday. Suddenly I have a feeling of heartache. I can not help crying. A friend ask me why. But I don't know how to tell her. Life is too fragile. Does destiny really work? If not, why this happened all of a sudden? How do we live our life better and without leaving any regrets? Does money and statue are really important? If not, what are the most important? How can we view our life and our living?

If, life is full of wonders, beauties, or colours, what it is like?

However, most of the time, life is just like leaves in the autumn, withering in the wind in the end.

Maybe that is destiny.

I must stop. My pessimistic thoughts coming to attack me. I'm afraid it will influence the simple people. You have the positive attitude towards life. That's good anyway.

Never Say Goodbye

if i could take this moment forever
turn the pages of my mind
to another place and time
we would never say goodbye

if i could find the words
i would speak them
then i wouldn't be tongue-tied
when i looked into your eyes
we would never say goodbye

if i could stop the moon ever rising
day would not become the night
wouldn't feel this cold inside
and we'd never say goodbye

i wish that our dreams were frozen
then our hearts would not be broken
when we let each other go...

if i could steal this moment forever
paint a picture-perfect smile
so our story stayed alive
we would never say goodbye


This is a very beautiful song. You can appreciate it when you are free.

Looking Around

This time I don't want to record what happened today. I'm just looking around here and see if there is something I can edit in my blog. I want to know what I did here. Perhaps I can find some errors in the writings. So I can change them.

It's time to say goodbye.

Have a nice day, and be happy!

Thy Love Left

Every morning I wake up, I tell myself it's not true. But it's true. Your love has gone. I have no tears. But the sadness struck me and I cannot express it exactly and clearly. I don't know what to say. I just don't want to say anything. Let me alone.

There is a kind of love which comes nearer to you when you are unaware of it, and also leave quietly when you wanna to grab it. It's probably our destiny. We cannot change anything.

Every time I feel lonely, I look at the stars. Then I became part of the universe. My sadness get away from me little by little. He found his princess. I have my prince. We all live a happy life. That's enough. Perhaps we'll become friends, perhaps not. Who knows.

I choose to let the chance go.

In every quiet night, I recall you. I hope from today on, in every beautiful norning, I still miss you very much in a calm mood, and no longer feel sad.

In memory of our story.

Today Is A Gift

When it comes the end of a day, what can you benefit from this day? I don't know when the time begins when I always take the day as the last day of my life.

For a very long time, always at about the same time of day, always at night, I tell myself, "today is becoming the past, tomorrow is a new day. Now it's time for me to dream a wonderful dream!" This makes me put the most important thing of my life into the first place. Tomorrow remains a miracle. We don't know what will happen tomorrow because maybe this day we will die. Maybe we don't have it(tomorrow). But today is a gift. Every today is a gift. So live today happily and valuably. So long as we do like this, when life ends, we won't regret; and when tomorrows comes, we can take it more seriously.
People are easy to forget things. We decided something, and woke hard, but soon gave up. What we did always contrary to our original intentions. Why does we so forgetful? Why don't we make life easier? Why don't we think about this question just for ane or two minute?

When I understand this, I know that I'm not young. This is the cost of growth. But I still have "today", just like what I said.

Life is short. Going for better, or going for worse, that's all depend on ourselves. Everyone was born with the power of creation. Only this person himself knows what he can do, and he doesn't know what he can do if he didn't try. Put the block aside and follow our heart. Working hard!

"Though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through our toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to us to till." No pains, no gains. That's it.

One day, we'll get a lot more than expected.

A Happy Weekend

I spent a wonderful weekend! A close friend came to me.
I don't want to say more because I'm tired and sleepy now.
When I thought how to pass the time of these two days, he appeared.
His arrival made me feel happy.

"I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life

Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life".

Real Education

Do you really think that the education you received is good or propriate for you? Have you ever thought about it carefully? Did you want to change the way you learned?

What's the real education? We can get educated from every aspects through all kinds of different methods, instead of only staying at school. From my point of view, during the process of learning, self-awareness is the most important factor of achieving success. We spent too much time in the school, and we must accept what the teachers gived to us whether we like it or not. Gradually we would be very easy to lost the initiative and become the victim of the so-called modern education system just because we were accustomed to all of this. I'm not mean that our modern education system destroyed us. I mean everyone of us can have a special and proper way of learning and getting an education. We have our own ideas.

So what is the real education? The real education is that one day we no longer complain about this. Is it true? It's still hard to say.

Life's Rhythm

Everyone has a rhythm of his or her life. This kind of rhythm was formed when we were very young. This rhythm is about our style of thinking, acting, talking as well as the perfection state of life we have. It is possible that you will neglect it for a long period. But in our early twenties, we must realize it because life is short, and we don't have much time to waste. We find a direction of life and struggle for it in the rest of our lives. In most of the time our rhythm is invisible, and you can just feel it. It makes life worth living, and also helps us lead our lives towards a higher situation.

Flying A Kite

March is a good time for flying a kite.

I also want to go out to fly a kite with my friends, but we are all too busy these days. We had no choice but to find another time.

To A Friend

MoTou is my close friend. We know each other for five years. I promised to myself to do something special for him. To commemorate our friendship, I wrote down this from his point of view.

Memory is a kind of magic thing. Sometimes you can remember something clearly; sometimes you soon forget it.

When I was a little boy, I have had great passion for nature. I found a lot of fun in playing in the fields and hills. But what I want to do most is to eat what I want. Life was never going to be so free and easy again just like when I was in my junior high school. I made many friends there, and I believe we are friends forever. I met the girl who lights up my life when I was in senior high school.

Sometimes I feel puzzled about this world. This world provides us a set of standards of success. It seems that we must achieve the highest. I think it's just OK if I'm able to earn enough money to support my family. I have no ambitions other than to have a happy life, and be free. I don't want to be someone, I just want to be myself. I don't care how other people judge me. I just care what I did whether followed my heart and my soul or not. I wish I can stay with my loved one and do what we like to do.

I Just Wanna to be Myself

For several days I was so bewildered that I didn't know what to do. I felt that something was missed in my life. But I don't know what's that on earth. All these caused by a book I read. It is a book written by two outstanding students graduated from Peking University. They have rich life experirnces that I didn't have. They have good qualities that I never got. They are successful persons even under the current education system. I have to say that they are too excellent that I can never match. Thinking about myself, I would like to completely subvert myself.

I think I'm wrong. There is no need to regret what I have experienced. People are different in every aspects. God loves everyone if there is really a God. Those happened things gone. We can not change them. We are different from the early beginning. Now I'm Ok. It's so stupid to be jealous of other person's life. I have my own. Life is a long, long and wonderful road, and we haven't come to half of it. The most important is how to do and what to do in the rest of my life.

I just wanna to be myself.

Nothing Special

I always wonder how many of us will regret what we have done at the end of the life. I also wonder how many of us will say that they want to live again. Does everyone live a kind of life that he or she really like it?

I choose to be happy every day. And I choose to study hard and to be a person I want to be. No matter what you will do, it is just a choice.

I told you about this, I remember.

Mr. Snow Comes

Finally we see Mr. Snow!













Finally we see Mr. Snow!
Early in this morning, when I'm still in bed I heard somebody outside the dormitory shouted that,"Snow! Snow!" I stood up from the bed immediately and run to the window. Oh, my God! It's true! I couldn't help crying and shouting, too. How many of us waited for this moment for so long. And it comes.

Prince Charming

Did you watch the movie "The Prince and Me"? If you did, maybe you will guess right what I want to say. I f you did not, it doesn't matter whether you watch it or not. It is a story about a charming princess and a Cinderella who has her own dreams. They met and fallen in love with each other. After they experienced a series of unhappy things, they lived together happily.

Sounds beautihul, right? But what is the probability of such a thing has happened? In real life, most of us must walk on step by step without even knowing how the result wlii be.

Stop for a second. The Cinderella in this movie, Paige, is a confident, hard-working girl. She has great passion of seeking her dreams. She want to be a doctor, and also want to travel around the world. So she went on her road towards what she dreamed about. Therefore we can conclude that if you, girl, has the same qualities like Paige, a prince may capture you some day. There had several examples of this kind. This is not to let us to find a prince. Your loved one is just your prince if you will. This is to tell us the end of doing nothing is nothing you can get in the end. However, how many of our fellows always forget our inner dreams when we spend wasted times day after day?

So we know only when we really strived to do something we can get more, instead of only Mr. Darcy.

Life Can be This

I guess everyone of us watched some movies, or read some books, or maybe listened some songs that makes your attitude towards life changed a lot. I came across this kind of situations many times. Every time I decided to calm down and think about it carefully, and thoroughly. Unfortunately I failed to do it every time. Here I make up my mind again once and for all!
Life can be flying. Life can be lived like this: If you want to do something, just do it. Run after your dreams if you really stick to them. Follow what your heart guide you and never be afraid of those that not happen. Don't be a worrier!
If I think I can, I can!
Yeah, if you think you can not, you can not.
But, I think you can!
Come on, guys!

Garden Gone

When I was a little girl, I lived with my parents in a picture-postcard village. I had a small garden in my yard. I planted many kinds of flowers and evergreen shrubs in the garden. My Mom likes Chrysanthemum very much. So she plantsed two in it. My Dad loves Ivy. So I got one for him. My brother and I are fond of Morning glory and Crystal flower. We had them cover with the garden. There were lots of variety of other flowers, like roses, crocuses, boat orchids, lily, Subshrubby Peony, sunflower, etc. My garden always looked charming, especially in the summer. It symboled our family's unity, happiness and love of life.

Now we lived in the city. I still love flowers a lot. You can see several flower pots in my balcony. Their smells always reminds me of my garden and my happy life in my youth. But I know it has gone, and will never come back to me.

My Childhood Memories

I can't remember my childhood clearly as I grew up. I can only keep an image in my memory of fragments of that period. Until one day, a smart young lady came to me, and said,"I'm Carla. Do you remember me?" Ouite frankly, I didn't recognize her immediately. Later something happened between she and me are clear to me gradually. In my eyes, Carla is still the lively teenager I'd known years before. I can still picture the house I grew up in. More things, feelings and persons are become vivid...

A Special Friend

Keith is a friend of mine when we are young. We spent together for a long and happy time. Then we get into different unversities. Before long he called me and I found him become more talkative and active than before. I remembered he was a gruff person, but I knew he's really very kind-hearted all the same. Now he get some changes. But one point is the same as usual. He is still the same fun-loving person that I knew at junior high school.

How time flies! We all face with the stress of finding a job for we are all going to graduate from school. I felt nervous and pessimistic because it's too difficult for we greenhands to get a satisfactory job at the present day. And the current financial crisis brought this situation worse. Keith told me that instead of moping around the house all day, I should be out there for looking for something about jobs. And maybe things will be better. He also encouraged me that moping won't do any good. Doing practical work is the most important. I accepted it.

So this is my wonderful and special friend Keith!

Where did the time go?

Have you ever puzzled that why time slippered away so fast? You planned something, but you can never find time to do it. You've decided to read the book your teacher recommended you, however you still know nothing about it until the end of the term. A wonderful tourist attraction you longed to go for a very long time, but you didn't stepped even one step although the new year is coming. You said more than thousands of times that you will treat your parents well, but you still shouted at them as usual. Why didn't you spend more time communicating with them? Why didn't you regard them as yourself? Have you ever probbed why this happened? Where did the time go? Here I wrote down this because today is my first day of new term in 2009. I don't want to make mistakes again. I hope there is really a kind of so-called new beginning. You can change what you want if you want. And all what you will do won't bother you, and your life. It makes you life more beautiful. It enliven your daily life and enrich your vision as well.

Where did your time go? Thinking of it.

I'm Leaving...

I'm leaving to school tonight.
I'll be back soon!

Super Harvard!

Angelina Jolie

Markets for Writers

I know there must be someone who wants to be a writer. Just now I find by accident a good place for writers. I walked around in it. It's really wonderful. Their datebase is updated daily, with old contents being removed and on average two or more new ones added every day, and making it widely regarded as the best writing information resource listing on the internet. So here I propose you to go there to have a look. Maybe it will uesful for you. Days that you can not write well will later be past.
God bless you! God bless that who is on the way to becoming a writer.

Where is the place on earth? It is in a website:firstwriter.com

What's the Border

I wonder do we all know where we belong. And if we do, in our hearts, why do we so often do nothing about it? There must be more than this life. A purpose to focus on, a place to belong. You are my home. I know from the moment I met you. That day, so many years ago.

"I hope when you are reading this letter, I 'm sitting there next you. And you tell me that I'm stupid for writing you and crazy for trying to find you. But how could I not? It's you. All this time, so many years, we apart. I've missed you. But I have never been without you..."

English Learning Methods (1)

Trying to make sentences as many as possible with words you've learned.

Adventureland

Welcome to Adventureland!

Everyone loves adventureland! The parks and exhibitions were built for you to explore, enjoy, and admire their wonders. Every visit will be an unforgettable experience. You will go away enriched, not longing to come back. What are you going to do this time?

American Literature(2)---Literary Movements

Arminianism
Plantation Tradition
Calvinism Puritanism in New England
Captivity Narratives Realism
Concord Chronology
Romance and Novel
Conversion Narratives
Salem Witch Trials
Covenant Theology
Sentimentalism
Domestic Fiction
Sermon Structure
Early American Novel
Slave Narratives
Jeremiads
Southwestern Humor
Local Color
Transcendentalism
Meditation Tradition
Travel Narratives
Native American Literature
Typology
Naturalism

Working Hard Everything from the Beginning

That means I'll practice my skills from every expects from the beginning. Now I'd like to tell you what I did this morning. I got up at 10 o'clock. I guess you got up late like me during the winter vocation, too. Openning my eyes, I chose happiness for I clearly knew that whether you live well or not, you still have to pass the day. So why don't chose a better one? First I brushed my tooth, washed my face, and tided my hair. Then I drunk a big cup of warm water to clean my intestinal canal. Then I massage for my Dad, over the past year he has a bit inconvenience to own the ability to walk.
Noon time. I began to cook for my family. This holiday my culinary arts improved greatly. I'm very proud of it. Here I'm sit down before my computer. I wrote these for my own purpose. I'm with you.
Maybe you will wonder is this kind of writing way my so-called practice from the beginning? Yeah, it is. Boring? Ah! And this is not the end, it is the beginning.

The Age of Innocence

The Age of Innocence (1920) is a novel by Edith Wharton, which won the 1921 Pulitzer Prize. The story is set in upper class New York City in the 1870s.

In 1920, The Age of Innocence was published twice; first in four parts, July – October, in the Pictorial Review magazine, and then by D. Appleton and Company as a book in New York and in London. The book was warmly received, the Times Book Review considered it as "A brilliant panorama of New York's 45 years ago. The novel is in demand mostly at public libraries and a best seller in the bookstores."

My Dogs Skip

I had three dogs at the time of my staying at my hometown. They all not belong to me now. The first one I called him Willow, he was died of disease. The second one, I have not had time to give him a name, was taken quietly by an unexpected guest. The third dog I named her May. May was my favorite.
May accompanyed me for a long time. That was a happy time. Later, my family have to leave our hometown and we left May to my grandparents.
It was my worst and unreluctant decision. Not long after we saying goodbye to May, she was lost and never came back.
When she was found, she was dead in a corn field, lonely and miserably. A sense of desolation overwhelmed me. I missed them all. They appears in my dreams every now and then. Skipping, smiling, and speaking to me.

One Step at a Time

Lamp, Flower, Bed

I'm tired. I can feel it truly. When I'm tired, everything I do will be of little use. I like energy, and passion. Many valuable inspirations walked away, I can't find them back. I need some rest, enough rest. Just let me go to bed, then all these go well. Oh, my comfortable bed! I judge people's state by their faces, I judge myself by myself, and by my face, too.
No more writings here.

Legends of the Fall

Some people hear their own voices from the soul, and to live by what they hear. Such people become crazy or become legend.
Tristan Ludlow was born in the fall of the falling leaves. It was a terrible winter. His mother always die bringing him into this world. His father Col. William Ludlow brought him to me, and I warpped him in the bear skin and held him all that night. As he grew to a man, I taught him the great joy of kill. Col. Ludlow has three sons, but Tristan was his favorite.
That was a very bad time. The Colonel tried to help the people, but it was no use. So he decided to walk his own way. He wondered to lose the immolation over the montains and begin again. And so we lived for many years. The boys were strong. Alfred was the older brother,and Samuel was the youngest. One year, I'm a old man, can not remember the year. But that was the moon of the red grass, when Isabel Ludlow, their mother, went away for the winter. She said the winter here is too cruel for her. She said she afraid the bears. She is a strange woman anyway. That spring, though, she did not return. After that, she did not come much to see us. Alfred wrote her many letters, but Tristan refused to speak of her. His world was here, with me.
I have these letters, many letters. They are for all of them. The whole family, the whole story.

catching fish using magic song!

After the bombing of Pearl Harbor on the 7th of December 1941, the imperial Japanese navy steamed south, unleashing their fire on Darwin, a city in the northern territory of Australia.

"The territory" was a land of crocodiles, cattle barons and warrior chiefs where adventure and romance was a way of life. I t was also a place where aboriginal children of mixed-race were taken by force from their families and trained for service in white society.

Thesr children became known as the stolen generations.

September1939

My grandfather, King George, he take me walked about. And teach me black fellow way. Grandfather teach me most important lessons of all and tell me story.That day I down the Billabong, King George taught me how to catch fish using magic song.

To Be Jane Austen

and quiet in the early morning



















































Becoming Jane

So You Are A Man?

Gone in Sixty Seconds
you have to work twince as hard as

Your Rhythem

American Literature(1)---American Authors

American Authors

A B

Allen, James Lane
Alcott, Louisa May
Apess, William
Austin, Mary

Bonnin, Gertrude Simmons (Zitkala-Sa)
Bradford, William
Bradstreet, Anne
Bryant, William Cullen
Burton, Maria Amparo Ruiz de

C

Cabeza da Vaca, Alvar Nunez
Cable, George Washington.
Chesnutt, Charles W.
Chopin, Kate
Clemens, Samuel L.
Cooke, Rose Terry
Cooper, James Fenimore
Craddock, Charles Egbert (Mary Noailles Murfree)
Crane, Stephen
Crevecoeur, J. Hector St. Jean de

D

Davis, Rebecca Harding
de Burton, Maria Amparo Ruiz
Deland, Margaret
de las Casas, Bartolome
Díaz Del Castillo, Bernal
Douglass, Frederick
Dickinson, Emily
Dreiser, Theodore
Dunbar, Paul Laurence
Dunbar-Nelson, Alice Moore

E

Eastman, Charles (Ohiyesa)
Eaton, Edith Maude (Sui-Sin Far)
Edwards, Jonathan
Emerson, Ralph Waldo
Equiano, Olaudah
Evans (Wilson), Augusta Jane

F G


Far, Sui-Sin (Edith Maude Eaton)
Foote, Mary Hallock
Franklin, Benjamin
Frederic, Harold
Freeman, Mary E. Wilkins
Freneau, Philip
Fuller, Margaret

Gale, Zona
Garland, Hamlin
Gilman, Charlotte Perkins (Stetson)
Grant, Robert

H I

Harper, Frances E. W.
Harris, Joel Chandler
Harte, Bret
Hawthorne, Nathaniel
Holley, Marietta
Howells, William Dean

Irving, Washington

J

Jackson, Helen Hunt
Jacobs, Harriet
James, Henry
Jewett, Sarah Orne
Johnson, James Weldon



K L

King, Grace
Kirkland, Caroline
Kirkland, Joseph
Larcom, Lucy
Larsen, Nella
Lathrop, George Parsons (critic)
London, Jack

M

Mather, Cotton
Melville, Herman
Mena, Maria Cristina
Miller, Arthur
Morton, Thomas
Murfree, Mary Noailles (Charles Egbert Craddock)

N O

Norris, Charles Gilman
Norris, Frank

Occom, Samson
Ohiyesa(Charles Eastman)

P Q


Perry, Thomas Sergeant (critic)
Phillips, David Graham
Poe, Edgar Allan


R S

Ridge, John Rollin (Yellow Bird)
Robinson, Edwin Arlington
Rowlandson, Mary
Rowson, Susanna
Ruiz de Burton, Maria Amparo

Sedgwick, Catharine Maria
Sewall, Samuel
Simms, William Gilmore
Smith, John
Spofford, Harriet Prescott
Stowe, Harriet Beecher
Sui-Sin Far (Edith Maude Eaton)

T U

Taylor, Edward
Thoreau, Henry David
Thorpe, Thomas Bangs
Twain, Mark

V W X

Warner, Charles Dudley
Warner, Susan
Watanna, Onoto (Winnifred Eaton)
Wharton, Edith
Wheatley, Phillis
Whitman, Walt
Williams, Roger
Winthrop, John
Woolman, John
Woolson, Constance Fenimore

Y Z
Yellow Bird (John Rollin Ridge)
Yezierska, Anzia
Zitkala-Sa(Gertrude Simmons Bonnin)

New Year's New Attitude

Hello,2009!

Happy new year to all of you!
God bless you!