TAILIAN'S DIARY :)

It was one of those rare afternoons when time felt unhurried. I found myself standing on the rocky stretch near the water, the world behind me fading away, and the sky opening up in front. The stones crunched softly under my feet, but above them stretched an expanse so wide that for a moment, I forgot where I ended and the sky began. The sun was half-hidden behind thick clouds, yet its rays broke through stubbornly, casting silver streaks across the lake. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. There was something powerful about that sight:the reminder that no matter how heavy the clouds may seem, light always finds a way through. I stood quietly, letting the breeze tug at my dress and hair. My thoughts, which had been restless for days, began to settle. It felt like the world was whispering to me:  Pause. Breathe. Look at how vast life is. Your worries are only a grain of sand compared to this sky. Facing the sun, I didn’t search for answers. I simply allowed myself to be present, to belo...

Moral values are the guiding principles of life. They are the invisible threads that connect human beings to humanity. Honesty, kindness, respect, responsibility, and compassion are not just qualities to be admired, but essential virtues that shape our character and define our actions. In today’s fast-paced world, where competition often overshadows compassion, moral values act as a compass. They remind us that success without integrity is meaningless, and power without responsibility is dangerous. A person who possesses knowledge but lacks values can misuse it, while a person with values will use even limited knowledge for the greater good. Moral values are also important because they build trust in relationships. A family thrives on love and respect; a school community grows with cooperation and honesty; a nation progresses when its people uphold justice and responsibility. They give us the strength to choose what is right, even when it is difficult. Most importantly, moral values ar...

Once upon a time, in a peaceful little park nestled between green hills and sleepy cottages, lived a fluffy gray cat named Whiskers. Whiskers wasn’t like other cats,he didn’t care much for chasing mice or lounging on windowsills. What he did love was sitting by the pond, watching the ducks glide across the water like little sailboats. One particularly breezy spring morning, Whiskers noticed a new duck among the usual crowd. She had bright white feathers that shimmered like snow under the sun, and the daintiest orange feet he’d ever seen. Her name was Waddle, and unlike the other ducks, she didn't quack much. She hummed,soft little tunes that made the wind want to dance. Whiskers, being a shy sort of cat, would just sit quietly under the willow tree and listen. Day after day, Waddle would float near him, humming while she dipped her beak in the water. And day after day, Whiskers' tail would twitch with nervous excitement. Finally, one afternoon, he brought her a gift,a tiny flow...