Sunday, November 29, 2009
I love old books; I love their scents,
of huge, old castles with strong, stone walls
and dusty shelves filled with relics
of knights and warriors.
I love old books; I love their pages,
brown with age; stiff and fragile,
falling apart as the castles crumble,
and turn to dust.
Well, I guess it's time to post something new, here. Not that this is exactly new. It was written, some years ago, by an eleven-year-old girl. The inspiration for posting it here isn't new, either. I was surfing the web a few weeks ago, and I came across a video of a CF in which Yong Joon-ssi was smelling the pages of a book. (One of my favorite scents in the world is the smell of old acid paper books. Smells just like dried leaves in autumn. Try it yourself, and see.) Any way, that image in the CF reminded me of this poem, so I decided to post it here for everyone to read and, I hope, enjoy.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Hi, everyone! Even though this blog is set up primarily for use by American fans (family) of Internationally popular Korean actor and superstar Bae Yong Joon, all family members, worldwide, are welcome to post comments, etc. here. I am new to this, and therefore nervous, so please be patient with me, and I will do my best to be the same with all of you. I have been a BYJ fan since June, 2009. I first saw him in "Winter Sonata" on Youtube, and I was hooked right from the start. Since then, I can't get enough of this amazing, gorgeous actor. Of course, I'm sure that's true for most of his fans (family), otherwise he wouldn't be so popular, would he? Lol. As for the gorgeous part, he has always been that way, as far as I can tell. But, that's not the only reason we love him, now is it? I have read a lot of nice things about this lovely man, in blogs and postings all across the internet. The things which stand out most in all of these
are BYJ's gentlemanly attitude and manner, his true appreciation of, and dedication to, all his fans (family) worldwide, and his genuine love for all mankind. Could we, or should we even dare, ask for more? Isn't all of this reason enough to love him as we do? You tell me. That's why I'm here, after all.