NEW YORK Chapter 2

1、The Circle Boat Travelling
Life is just like the “circle boat traveling ”, you start your journey with a  fully delighted heart, you compete with others, you fulfill yourself, you head towards the destination and the dream, regardless of its scenery along the road , you murmur to yourself many times to save time, to rush,  however, you’ll find yourself right at the starting point , after the long long journey. The journey itself doesn’t change, what  changes is your angle of life.
                            
 2、The Statue of Liberty
Liberty is right there, on the island, silently, seems like she can’t be found . Yet, you can see the bridge connected to her. Obviously, to  find liberty, you have to be really keen and struggling.
                                              
 3、The "handmade" coin
 Flattening  the souvenir coin myself after failing several times, something just popped into my head. The coin,  punched from sheet metal, rimmed and beveled,  stamped and cleaned. Life just like a coin. 

                                         
4、The Empire State Building 
It was really awesome, standing on the 86th floor of the Empire State Building and having a bird's-eye view of the New York City .  Thrilling in the clear cold breeze, screaming  towards the last light of the setting sun, I was really excited. There was a blazing orange, setting fire to the clouds on the horizon. At the final moment, the sun sank down. Suddenly, the clouds bloomed into pink and purple. At nearly the same time,  the whole city was unexpectedly lightened up by various of neons .  And the city made a sharp relief against the totally dark background. Out of nowhere, the feeling came back in my mind , which is " the higher you get , the more amazed you are by the view".

5、The Metropolitan Museum of Art

"Art is long, but time is fleeting. " I couldn't tell you when I became addicted to ART. But when I realized , I had already  fallen in love with it. When I try to describe it, images come into my mind: the colorful and delicate window of Tiffany,  

the shining golden steel armor, 

the European traditional sculptures,

 the set of paintings telling about the story of the birth of Jesus,
                              
 the elegantly placed  classic piano and harps, 
                              

the glass roof of the hall. 

 And there is  no pain that art cannot assuage. Just like medicine, cutting through the noise and struggles, healing and cleaning the wound with poetry, picture or music, a miracle happens. The wound gradually teaches itself to heal through art.