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Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart...... "Stray Birds" by Rabindranath Tagore is my favorite poem. Here I'll share pictures of life in France and trip in Europe with words from "Stray Bird".

Words......

The song feels the infinite in the air, the picture in the earth, the poem in the air and the earth; For its words have meaning that walks and music that soars.

We're all skull




We shall know some day that death can never rob us of that which our soul has gained, for her gains are one with herself.
- Stray birds, Tagore


















*taken at Kutna Hora , Czech Republic.

p.s. without any photo effect !















First of all, I've to decleared that I am a super fans of skull. For me, it is the sign of the truth - that's what human. No matter how our temporary appearance different, whether it's beautiful or ugly from others' view, we all looks the same under the skin. It reminds me that the temporary appearance cannot represent the beauty of a person but only our heart can. The beauty of a person is judged by our heart and wisdom. And this is the eternal beauty that even death cannot take it away from us.

Kostnice Ossuary Beinhaus is a church made by thousands of human skull. It contains the remains of about 40 000 people. The largest collections of bones are arranged in the form of bells in the four corners of the chapel. There is a chandelier in the centre of the nave, containing all the bones of the human body and two monstrances beside the main altar and the coat-of arms of the Schwarzenberg noble family on the left-hand side of the chapel.

It's located at Kutna Hora , which is about 2hrs train from Prague. After getting off the train, we took bus to go there. During the return ride of bus, the bus was full of junior students who were going back home. They are so curious about us and kept on asking questions. They eyes were shining. And I can saw their soul were dancing. That's their beauty. Wish their beauty would be kept in their heart even after growing up to be an adult.

We are what we are by ourselves. not by others' comment.

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