Author Archives: Zesheng Xiong

Springs

Posted on March 11, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

Cherry blossoms have just bloomed at Wuhan University, while snow was falling here in Boston.   Cherry blossoms at Wuhan University – Photo shone on my laptop screen Snow outside the window. This week’s discussion is a big step that … Continue reading →

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Light Out

Posted on March 4, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

I was practicing piano in a practice room at Granoff when the light somehow went out, and I enjoyed a few moments of unconstrained playing in the darkness. Black and white keys Light out – Fingers set free. This week’s … Continue reading →

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Sea Waves

Posted on February 25, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

I was walking downhill through President’s Lawn one day when I felt I saw glistening sea waves that turned out to be reflections from the melting ice that covered the lawn.  Sea waves Glistening – On President’s Lawn This week … Continue reading →

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Best Food, Best Look

Posted on February 20, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

I was having dinner at Dewick one day, and the vivid colors of my particular choice of food that day drove me to take a photo of it before eating. Food in plate, Untouched – A picture taken. This week … Continue reading →

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Sunshine – by George

Posted on February 11, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

On Saturday morning, while snow was still falling, I looked outside my dorm window and saw a glaring world of snow, which almost matches the piles of snow of the winter of 2011 that took several months to accumulate – … Continue reading →

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Clouds that Passed

Posted on February 3, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

I was walking one day to Hill Hall, my freshmen year dorm, to collect a package from mail services, when I saw the clear blue sky and clouds scattered on it that remind me of the beautiful view which I … Continue reading →

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hanare

Posted on January 28, 2013 by Zesheng Xiong

I was walking to Olin from downhill one day, traversing through the grass field of President’s Lawn; seeing the bare tree branches and the dried leaves that fell last fall still scattering around reminds me of my mother. Bare branches … Continue reading →

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