Large filial generation with reality TV variety show “best years”, since before the show when it comes to the original

e first time in 24 years fulfill a woman’s love story” is really touched countless people they love.

  Model of Taiwan actress bea Hayden because in the small times series of films, pla

y the role of “southern hunan” and have my moment in China’s interior, film, directed by guo jingming, bea H

ayden and Yang mi, guo jie, xie in accordance with the lam artists.Is set in Shanghai, about four strong feelings as a ch

ild, have different values and outlook on life of girl, f

riendship, love, affection of shift.In a dormitory in the morning an

d night get along with four girls began to look for a job internship busy life, in the face of great pressure, in the se

emingly peaceful campus ensued with let them off guard.Four small times, total sales exceeded 1.7 billion.

  2015, bea Hayden and starring Kim partner for urban fashion pet drama “the god

seven dogs”, and cold on and outside the instinctive quality plays the heroine fo

r animal loving Ding Han, while the play after the broadcast a prime-time TV ratings for the first, has obtained the na

tional summer and received the 11th China film festival award for the best Chinese TV series golden angel, and bea H

ayden individuals with good performance in the play also won numerous television audience rec

ognition.She had a low profile, to participate in all kinds of public welfare activities for many times.But recently so

me netizens exposure, encounter in exhibition bea Hayden and Charles heung eldest son photos to assist in hand.

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According to Hong Kong media reports, Singaporean male artist Feng Weizhong was injured accidentally during his military service and died of ineffective rescue. He was 28 years old.

It is reported that Feng Weizhong went to New Zealand to participate in military exercises earlier this month. He accidentally crushed his chest and ab

domen while repairing 155 mm howitzer truck. The helicopter was rushed to the hospital for rescue. After three operations, the situation is still ver

y dangerous. After being transferred to the intensive treatment department, he still needs to use instruments to maintain his life.

Until last night, Feng Weizhong died of a serious illness. Officials have confirmed the news and said they will investigate the incident.

It is reported that Feng Weizhong is one of the eight sons of the new media. He is w

ell-known in Singapore. He has won the Red Star Award for Best New Man in 2

015. He looks very handsome and has a good star career. However, his life was stopped at the age of 28 by accident.

Today, Hu Jiaqi, a girlfriend who has not yet had a public love affair, wrote on INS to mourn for her boyfriend Feng Wei: “

See you in the future.” Netizens also commented, “It’s a pity that there are acting skills and good looks. May the de

ceased rest in peace.” “He’s an excellent young actor in Singapore. It’s a pity that he’s going well all the way.”

What do you think about it?

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  On January 21st at 10 PM, cold wind blowing, seemed unusually cold pad Jiang Ping hills is a piece of warm.After two h

ours of search, efforts, the police will be 20 two-year-old girl wandered off stream (not his real name) found (earlier repor

ted: chongqing mat jiang lost girls have found was taken away by human traffickers rumors)…

  ”Police comrade, my daughter had disappeared, she was 2 years old, more trou

ble you help me find the…”At about 1 PM on January 20, shortness of dianjiang county

public security bureau 110 command center broke into a ring of the telephone, the police grabbed the phone.

  ”The little girl wandered off?Is naughty can’t find the way home after going out, or…?”Then, the industry quickly instructions to the district police stat

ion, police station heptyl organizations, party and government cadres, village cadres and police nearby reside

nts to carry out various lookup.At the same time, the command centre, promptly report to the bureau chief, activa

ted major cases mechanism to carry out the investigation work, work along both lines, many jobs go hand in hand.

  A cold wind in the warm heart began searching for work.

  ”All citizens, dianjiang county ping hills a 2 year old girl from home to go out alone, now do not know whe

reaboutldirection, clothing characteristics and physical characteristics are as follows…”, a few min

utes later, the police through the mat jiang police micro message platform and community WeChat group of spread the infor

mation, and responsible districts “loudspeakers broadcast to find enlightenment.”

  ”Dogs, unmanned aerial vehicles, please search, video s

earch immediately followed, global attention in various units patrol found……”Meanwhile, dian

jiang county, the public security bureau chief, deputy head of wilmop quickly led to the scene to guide the work.

  Dogs, unmanned aerial vehicle (uav) searching, video inspect working group also rushed if necessary.A search of the strea

m “help group” action in hot pad Jiang Ping mountain.One time in the past, looking for a job is also active.

  ”Children home near the ridge, ponds, the intersection of video m

onitoring and screening, to find again, be sure to quickly.”That night at 50, again for w

eb work at hand.At the scene, police is leading jurisdiction group officials and the masses out to work.Computer and video

don’t pass any details, the patrol police are on each big intersection monitoring video detection.

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Li Bai
THOUGHTS OF OLD TIME FROM A NIGHT-MOORING
UNDER MOUNT NIU-ZHU
This night to the west of the river-brim
There is not one cloud in the whole blue sky,
As I watch from my deck the autumn moon,
Vainly remembering old General Xie….
I have poems; I can read;
He heard others, but not mine.
…Tomorrow I shall hoist my sail,
With fallen maple-leaves behind me.


Du Fu
ON A MOONLIGHT NIGHT
Far off in Fuzhou she is watching the moonlight,
Watching it alone from the window of her chamber-
For our boy and girl, poor little babes,
Are too young to know where the Capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist,
Her jade-white shoulder is cold in the moon.
…When shall we lie again, with no more tears,
Watching this bright light on our screen?


Du Fu
A SPRING VIEW
Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure;
And spring comes green again to trees and grasses
Where petals have been shed like tears
And lonely birds have sung their grief.
…After the war-fires of three months,
One message from home is worth a ton of gold.
…I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin
To hold the hairpins any more.


Du Fu
A NIGHT-VIGIL IN THE LEFT COURT OF THE PALACE
Flowers are shadowed, the palace darkens,
Birds twitter by for a place to perch;
Heaven’s ten thousand windows are twinkling,
And nine cloud-terraces are gleaming in the moonlight.
…While I wait for the golden lock to turn,
I hear jade pendants tinkling in the wind….
I have a petition to present in the morning,
All night I ask what time it is.


Du Fu
TAKING LEAVE OF FRIENDS ON MY WAY TO HUAZHOU
In the second year of Zhide, I escaped from the capital through the Gate of Golden Light and went to Fengxiang. In the first year of Qianyuan, I was appointed as official to Huazhou from my former post of Censor. Friends and relatives gathered and saw me leave by the same gate. And I wrote this poem.
This is the road by which I fled,
When the rebels had reached the west end of the city;
And terror, ever since, has clutched at my vitals
Lest some of my soul should never return.
…The court has come back now, filling the capital;
But the Emperor sends me away again.
Useless and old, I rein in my horse
For one last look at the thousand gates.

 

Li Qi

ON HEARING AN WANSHAN PLAY THE REED-PIPE

Bamboo from the southern hills was used to make this pipe.

And its music, that was introduced from Persia first of all,

Has taken on new magic through later use in China.

And now the Tartar from Liangzhou, blowing it for me,

Drawing a sigh from whosoever hears it,

Is bringing to a wanderer’s eyes homesick tears….

Many like to listen; but few understand.

To and fro at will there’s a long wind flying,

Dry mulberry-trees, old cypresses, trembling in its chill.

There are nine baby phoenixes, outcrying one another;

A dragon and a tiger spring up at the same moment;

Then in a hundred waterfalls ten thousand songs of autumn

Are suddenly changing to The Yuyang Lament;

And when yellow clouds grow thin and the white sun darkens,

They are changing still again to Spring in the Willow Trees.

Like Imperial Garden flowers, brightening the eye with beauty,

Are the high-hall candles we have lighted this cold night,

And with every cup of wine goes another round of music.


Meng Haoran

RETURNING AT NIGHT TO LUMEN MOUNTAIN

 

A bell in the mountain-temple sounds the coming of night.

I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry,

While others follow the sand-bank to their homes along the river.

…I also take a boat and am bound for Lumen Mountain —

And soon the Lumen moonlight is piercing misty trees.

I have come, before I know it, upon an ancient hermitage,

The thatch door, the piney path, the solitude, the quiet,

Where a hermit lives and moves, never needing a companion.


Li Bai

A SONG OF LU MOUNTAIN TO CENSOR LU XUZHOU

I am the madman of the Chu country

Who sang a mad song disputing Confucius.

…Holding in my hand a staff of green jade,

I have crossed, since morning at the Yellow Crane Terrace,

All five Holy Mountains, without a thought of distance,

According to the one constant habit of my life.

Lu Mountain stands beside the Southern Dipper

In clouds reaching silken like a nine-panelled screen,

With its shadows in a crystal lake deepening the green water.

The Golden Gate opens into two mountain-ranges.

A silver stream is hanging down to three stone bridges

Within sight of the mighty Tripod Falls.

Ledges of cliff and winding trails lead to blue sky

And a flush of cloud in the morning sun,

Whence no flight of birds could be blown into Wu.

…I climb to the top. I survey the whole world.

I see the long river that runs beyond return,

Yellow clouds that winds have driven hundreds of miles

And a snow-peak whitely circled by the swirl of a ninefold stream.

And so I am singing a song of Lu Mountain,

A song that is born of the breath of Lu Mountain.

…Where the Stone Mirror makes the heart’s purity purer

And green moss has buried the footsteps of Xie,

I have eaten the immortal pellet and, rid of the world’s troubles,

Before the lute’s third playing have achieved my element.

Far away I watch the angels riding coloured clouds

Toward heaven’s Jade City, with hibiscus in their hands.

And so, when I have traversed the nine sections of the world,

I will follow Saint Luao up the Great Purit