Derina Peng

This body age is too old to throw tantrum, too young to sing with Death. 

I grew up in Taiwan but found Australia home; majored in Biology now continue as a Life researcher; never been baptized a Christian yet am fond of being a shepherd. 

I'm no fan of drugs, violence and LGBTI, still it will never make me a Human-phobe. 

My words, like winds. They rise whenever they wish, they blow to wherever they will. They may be tempest, but mostly they are breeze. 

If you found my sky is too shiny, I would like you to know that before the rainbow there were always storms. 

If you felt my glasses are tinted rose, I could tell you that it's much better than keep blinding my own eyes with gloom.

Life isn't a heaven, certainly nor a hell. Love is made not sought, so are happiness and fate. 

I am not a perfect China doll; my fingers may type with holes; my breathes may smell foul. But one thing I do know: this China doll has eyes and her heart will never close. 

If you have read thus far and thought she deserves a bunch of adjectives or verbs. Would it be good or bad, I know I am Me.