I build prototypes. My mission is to lower the barrier for
entrepreneurs to translate their idea into web application.
Here I present some samples of my works and projects. Dig in and
look around. If you'd like to convert your idea into a real web
application, I'm here to help.
Btw, I'm having a lot of thoughts, of life, these days. I need to write these down because they
are interesting, and one day when I lose my memory, I can read them and remember
who I was. I don't expect anyone to see, to read, to care about
what I write. I enjoy them. I'd like someday others will find
these points/feelings/opinions, agreeable. But either way, I
write what I feel, what I think, what I'd like to save for
memory's sake. I want to remember, even many are better to forget.
Your image kept popping into my head this morning, on treadmill, on a
path walked from building to building, in the sun, by the shadow of a
tree, in the cold winter air, or warmth of a ray that brings one of
billion-th of energy for ...
I was talking to Noah about this this morning — why one feels
the time in the morning always flies by? Theoretically time is
uniform, it ticks by the second all the time, at the same pace. It
doesn't change over the course of a day ...
I'm finding myself battling my own perception these days, a
lot. Perception isn't a new topic to me. I have analyzed in hurt
feeling whether it is a reasonable action for Noah's mom to feel
hurt because of something I did, well, at least based on her ...
At time of departing, there is always something come to mind that I
feel to speak and to write. So here it is. Take it as a "Thank you"
note, or just a plain letter, from someone who had the privilege live
with this ...
Let me talk about OS. This has been an annoying topic recently due to
the ZTE fiasco, which to me is a running joke on its own — one
billion dollar fine, and we got nothing but a bunch of BS articles
circulating on in wechat that arouses nationalistic sentiments with ...
Devils are indeed in details. Watching a Japanese movie Fire on the
Plain, it suddenly reminded me a topic I have always wanted to
write about — you know, when we are listening to the wonderful
story of the Three Kingdoms, and fancy how powerful China was, and how
you could ...
This is a curious thing. Maybe I'm thinking too much again. So at the
dinner table, two women sitting next to me asked me to open a jar for
her. Sure thing, The there is a girl sitting across to us on another
table said, "turn it upside down ...
Traveling reveals one thing to me. I don't know whether this is unique
to me, or it is common to many people, guys especially. I start to
realize that, regardless which space I am in, let's say, in a shuttle
bus, or a subway, or an airport, or ...
Life is turning a cycle. Landed in Siem Reap w/ Noah last
night. Immigration was at snail speed, reminded me what I have already
forgotten — perhaps it was just as slow, but w/ her, time flew
by. There were a young Japanese couple on the shuttle bus going from
Last day of 2018. Snowed yesterday. Amazingly the snow accumulated
over night, and Shanghai is now looking pretty, covered in white, and
fresh air. Listening to Xmas music in Starbucks, with Noah reading his
comic book next to me. It ...
What makes a city? what makes a good city? I wonder.
I start to have a mixed feeling of Shanghai, from love, to dislike, to
annoyed, to now feeling, maybe, I could live here, someday. It is,
tolerable, in a sense that, it is so massive and dynamic, and there ...
The news of Ofo is really a good one. I wonder when human (well, human
is really a big word, because this is generalizing to all the walking
lives on this planent, so I should really refine this statement to,
well, people? mass?..) will learn. Really, let's use the ...
Traveling is indeed relaxing. I think I know why → first of all,
you don't have the daily chore to deal with, no daily routine, no
daily worries, no family, no kids, no work. Second, in a new place, it
always spells opportunity, unknown, as if everything is now possible ...
It is quite an unexpected book.... wow, while looking up its book
name, it turned out that it is actually called A Romance in
Tibet, wow! I was making up this blog's name without knowing the
books is called a romance... what a coincidence!
Another raining winter day. Walking out from airbnb, ran into an old
man carrying a garbage bag, a rain coat with a big cut open on the
back. What caught my attention was his black sneakers — washed
clean by the rain, but felt soaking wet. He was walking with is ...