写于2016年初的一篇短篇小说。这一年，好像发生了很多事，但如果不提起的话，又好像什么都没有发生。（点击标题阅读）
Conjecture — A poem created by a scientist
This is a poem "created" by a postdoc friend long time ago. Today I happened to come across it again, and it still made me smile. She picked out words and sentences from a published research article, and made a poem. In scientific field, it might be considered as "plagiarism". Nevertheless, I think this little … Continue reading Conjecture — A poem created by a scientist
北美博士的咨询申请之路
这篇稿子应好友Ju Yang的邀约而写，主要总结一下北美博士找咨询工作的经验和教训。我的背景是国内Top2本科，哥大生物专业博士，下个月入职一家咨询公司的New York Office。在求职期间得到了很多的帮助，希望也能尽一份自己的绵薄之力，帮到更多的后来人。（点击标题阅读）
Human Germline Gene Editing: The Inevitable Start and The Unknowable Ending
The powerful technology CRISPR/Cas9 has brought unprecedented ease to gene editing. Since then, numerous debates about human gene editing have aroused among scientists and the public. In November 2018, the world’s first genetically modified babies were claimed to be born in China. Despite the outcry and critique about this bold experiment, the scientific community has … Continue reading Human Germline Gene Editing: The Inevitable Start and The Unknowable Ending
The Untold Side of a Fear Card
What makes a fear card work and what does not in US foreign policy? “Since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved.” said Niccolò Machiavelli, an Italian diplomate and politician. On the other side of the earth, Mencius, one of … Continue reading The Untold Side of a Fear Card
Speak Decently, and Carry a Big Stick
The Self-Contradictoriness of Armed Wilsonianism in US Foreign Policy Woodrow Wilson, the 28th president of the United States, had brought a profound impact on American foreign policy. His political legacy has shaped both the public opinion on humanitarianism and the national mission to make the world “safe for democracy”, which till today has been utilized … Continue reading Speak Decently, and Carry a Big Stick
关于这个美好的纽约
美好的不是生活，而是纽约。当我悟出这个道理的时候，生活是这样的。我每天早上七点半从床上爬起来，在自己不足15平方米的终日不见阳光的小屋子里匆匆吃完牛奶泡麦片的早餐，然后赶到实验室很努力地看paper做实验，然后被老板指责为什么不读那个为什么不会这个，为什么没有想到那个为什么不尝试这个。（点击标题阅读）
散步
那个时候每次晚饭后都要和父母去山上散步。我总是非常的不情愿，每次都是同一条路，先是沿着大路缓坡走上两千米，路边是两米高的松树，间隔栽着稀稀拉拉的杏树桃树，偶尔路边也有些白色或紫色的小花，有时候我觉得它们在微风中摆动的样子，仿佛急切的希望路人注意到它们并不出众的那份的美丽，有时候我又觉得它们淡定无谓得好像个年过古稀的老人——只不过活了一个季度就能有这种境界，真叫人忍不住生出敬佩。爸爸一边走一边擦汗，然而他年轻的时候是能和我比赛跑上山的。爸爸要我和妈妈拉他一把，然而我们多数时候都只是在一旁揶揄。每天都是这样。每天都是同样的揶揄。这重复的日子让我厌倦。（点击标题阅读）
帅哥的心脏长右边
这一篇关于Kartagener’s syndrome的严肃科普。（点击标题继续阅读）
