Childish Knight's Motto

I have just written something new on my Chinese blog, about my own gloomy psyche.

I am not staying here for grumbling again. I just want to be honest, honest with myself, honest about what I have done and thought.

I dream of being a knight fighting for my honor and ideal, fighting to help, to defend, and to heal.

A short passage from what I have written in my latest Chinese blog entry:
　　"我决定了自己写不出文艺的词藻，唱不出近乎呻吟呓语的曲转音调，跳不出浮影波动的身姿。
　　我只能继续着自己的所谓骑士心理。父母和生活给了我一定的教养，而我却在战场上用近乎粗鲁的方式实践崇高的理念。
　　我的双手上只有剑与旗帜，盾不存在。"
Translation:
"My personality has decided that I will not write in ornate languages, I will not sing a soft and whispering song, I will not perform an elegant dance.

What I can do is only to continue my so-called chivalry. My parents and life have granted me certain education. But I carry out my holy ideal in the battlefield almost in a rude way.

What I have in my hands are my sword and war flag. The shield has never been with me."

I am said to fall down at the battlefield someday. And I will destruct my blade before then.