<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031</id><updated>2011-12-02T07:43:42.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RabbitCanFly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4042210273437274116</id><published>2010-09-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:22:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manhattan, I love you so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqw_JE2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/zlwdn52cdAQ/s1600/58981_1550673854186_1455324064_31440432_693889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqw_JE2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/zlwdn52cdAQ/s320/58981_1550673854186_1455324064_31440432_693889_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263198163768162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqw_JE2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/zlwdn52cdAQ/s1600/58981_1550673854186_1455324064_31440432_693889_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo taken by Xu Tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqTkYoBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BAfNjszPbGI/s1600/59345_569058185701_3002152_33127553_537858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqTkYoBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BAfNjszPbGI/s320/59345_569058185701_3002152_33127553_537858_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513263190266912786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqTkYoBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/BAfNjszPbGI/s1600/59345_569058185701_3002152_33127553_537858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;photo taken by David Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day and every night, when I look out of the window of my bedroom at New Residence, I feel my life is brilliant! The manhattan out of my window is so real and unreal! And I can't stop imagining Spiderman or superman's stopping by. Dawn, mid-day, dusk and midnight are the best moments of the view. It's amazing to see the dancing of sunshine, lights, sky, clouds and the buildings. You just can't get upset because Manhattan will cheer you up when looking at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(pics were taken from the window of my bedroom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4042210273437274116?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4042210273437274116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4042210273437274116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4042210273437274116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4042210273437274116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2010/09/manhattan-i-love-you-so-much.html' title='Manhattan, I love you so much'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TIMLqw_JE2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/zlwdn52cdAQ/s72-c/58981_1550673854186_1455324064_31440432_693889_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7448494759435600034</id><published>2010-09-01T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T18:26:42.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm at NYU! I'm back, dear friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7448494759435600034?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7448494759435600034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7448494759435600034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7448494759435600034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7448494759435600034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-at-nyu-im-back-dear-friends.html' title='I&apos;m at NYU! I&apos;m back, dear friends!'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1420332654011526391</id><published>2010-04-06T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:32:56.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news came</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy to tell you my friends that I recieved the admission letter from the School of Visual Arts for fall 2010 semester. I will study in the Master of Fine Arts program in Computer Arts, with the start of classes on September 7.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for my mom and all my families and friends who support me during my applying school time. One big step closer to my dream. I will work hard for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1420332654011526391?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1420332654011526391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1420332654011526391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1420332654011526391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1420332654011526391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-news-came.html' title='Good news came'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5062710275797015981</id><published>2009-10-19T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T04:10:51.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New artworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/StxJHDmTe2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/f3Dl12H9L_4/s1600-h/%E8%82%96%E5%83%8F2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394266839256890210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/StxJHDmTe2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/f3Dl12H9L_4/s320/%E8%82%96%E5%83%8F2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/StxJGx8TxWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6N-_AYbq9W4/s1600-h/%E8%89%BE%E8%8E%89%E5%A9%95%E4%BE%A7%E9%9D%A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394266834517345634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/StxJGx8TxWI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6N-_AYbq9W4/s320/%E8%89%BE%E8%8E%89%E5%A9%95%E4%BE%A7%E9%9D%A2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5062710275797015981?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5062710275797015981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5062710275797015981' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5062710275797015981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5062710275797015981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-artworks.html' title='New artworks'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/StxJHDmTe2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/f3Dl12H9L_4/s72-c/%E8%82%96%E5%83%8F2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3163207343682271183</id><published>2009-09-21T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:03:27.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SrguyaIlbyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/yZ9NHOPZMwA/s1600-h/%E7%BB%87%E7%BD%91%E5%9B%BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384104798065094434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SrguyaIlbyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/yZ9NHOPZMwA/s320/%E7%BB%87%E7%BD%91%E5%9B%BE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This painting I draw displays a scene that 4 fisherwomen are weaving the nets on the beach of my hometown. I spent 3 hours drawing this one.  One mistake I made is that I creat this pic in so few pixels that I can't draw some details about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3163207343682271183?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3163207343682271183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3163207343682271183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3163207343682271183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3163207343682271183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-painting.html' title='A new painting'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SrguyaIlbyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/yZ9NHOPZMwA/s72-c/%E7%BB%87%E7%BD%91%E5%9B%BE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6865585539375523148</id><published>2009-04-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T01:47:30.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New artwork</title><content type='html'>This morning, I took the GRE composition part. Not that bad and not that good. What do I plan to do this afternoon? Of course, paint! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This new artwork took me totally seven hours to finish. I havenot have supper yet and it's 21:20 now. But I'm so delighted to see my new artwork done. I learn the book "The photoshop and painter artist tablet book" written by Cher Threinen-Pendarvis all by myself. I followed every instructions the book tells me. But I do the line drawing straight on my Wacom, instead of scanning the paper into the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will show you the steps I do the work:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNr6K4W0EI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T7uIRascyfU/s1600-h/sunrise_step1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319714231952003138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNr6K4W0EI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T7uIRascyfU/s320/sunrise_step1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsCldSbrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Gg-AjYYqJGY/s1600-h/sunrise_step+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319714376525180594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsCldSbrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Gg-AjYYqJGY/s320/sunrise_step+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsMhhVSbI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z22e6GBIwG8/s1600-h/sunrise_step3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319714547267094962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsMhhVSbI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Z22e6GBIwG8/s320/sunrise_step3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsYci31QI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LKe3x1MuTA8/s1600-h/sunrise_step4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319714752089806082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNsYci31QI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LKe3x1MuTA8/s320/sunrise_step4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNtX5_DS1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/naHt2rXGPaQ/s1600-h/%E6%97%A5%E5%87%BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319715842324384594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNtX5_DS1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/naHt2rXGPaQ/s320/%E6%97%A5%E5%87%BA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6865585539375523148?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6865585539375523148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6865585539375523148' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6865585539375523148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6865585539375523148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-artwork.html' title='New artwork'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SdNr6K4W0EI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T7uIRascyfU/s72-c/sunrise_step1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8581410300680552848</id><published>2009-03-24T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:22:53.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forth one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SciKNxBncyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/9ZhCizOZnSA/s1600-h/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316651329213920034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SciKNxBncyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/9ZhCizOZnSA/s320/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8581410300680552848?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8581410300680552848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8581410300680552848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8581410300680552848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8581410300680552848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/03/forth-one.html' title='Forth one'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SciKNxBncyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/9ZhCizOZnSA/s72-c/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7930651995181079441</id><published>2009-03-23T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:36:43.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SceQX8YZM0I/AAAAAAAAATs/hWcBl_P4IdA/s1600-h/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B8%E4%B8%8A%E8%89%B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316376626153993026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SceQX8YZM0I/AAAAAAAAATs/hWcBl_P4IdA/s320/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B8%E4%B8%8A%E8%89%B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7930651995181079441?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7930651995181079441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7930651995181079441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7930651995181079441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7930651995181079441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/03/third-one.html' title='Third one'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SceQX8YZM0I/AAAAAAAAATs/hWcBl_P4IdA/s72-c/%E6%B5%B7%E5%B2%B8%E4%B8%8A%E8%89%B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2312353693789268692</id><published>2009-03-23T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:29:26.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/Scc6TbUIYBI/AAAAAAAAATk/thA6yCDoDCs/s1600-h/%E6%B5%B7%E8%9E%BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316281990558277650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/Scc6TbUIYBI/AAAAAAAAATk/thA6yCDoDCs/s320/%E6%B5%B7%E8%9E%BA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2312353693789268692?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2312353693789268692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2312353693789268692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2312353693789268692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2312353693789268692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-one.html' title='Second one'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/Scc6TbUIYBI/AAAAAAAAATk/thA6yCDoDCs/s72-c/%E6%B5%B7%E8%9E%BA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8242079094109572330</id><published>2009-03-22T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:05:18.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First artwork using Wacom and Painter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SccmlI6KflI/AAAAAAAAATc/SXESG0iy0eE/s1600-h/%E7%99%BE%E5%90%88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316260304622616146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SccmlI6KflI/AAAAAAAAATc/SXESG0iy0eE/s320/%E7%99%BE%E5%90%88.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8242079094109572330?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8242079094109572330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8242079094109572330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8242079094109572330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8242079094109572330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-artwork-using-wacom-and-painter.html' title='First artwork using Wacom and Painter'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SccmlI6KflI/AAAAAAAAATc/SXESG0iy0eE/s72-c/%E7%99%BE%E5%90%88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8892804147287121243</id><published>2009-03-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:59:29.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese students prepare for GRE composition</title><content type='html'>Here is the method we Chinese students prepare for the GRE Argument composition part. Here is one of the template.&lt;br /&gt;"Merely based on the unfounded assumption and dubious(suspicious) evidence, the statement draws the conclusion that __. To substantiate( support ) this conclusion, the arguer points out the evidence that__. In addtion, he indicates that__. Furthermore, he cites the result of a recent survery in support of this recommendation. At first glance, this argument appears to be somewhat convincing, but further reflection reveals that it omits. Some substantial concerns that should be addressed in the argument. From the logical perspective, this argument suffers from N logical flaws.."&lt;br /&gt;I admit it's a good solution to argument writing. What I hate is Template. It limit our creative thinking. When Chinese students met with an argument, the template rather the true meaningful content occupies their brain. But, any formal documents are written in tempate way. So think it again, it makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8892804147287121243?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8892804147287121243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8892804147287121243' title='90 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8892804147287121243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8892804147287121243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/03/chinese-students-prepare-for-gre.html' title='Chinese students prepare for GRE composition'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>90</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3514843607189709472</id><published>2009-02-25T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T05:00:10.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>Open the facebook of you&lt;br /&gt;a black and white photo attracts me&lt;br /&gt;You, lifting your chin gentlely&lt;br /&gt;like you don't care anything&lt;br /&gt;under the sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what a world you are looking at&lt;br /&gt;how wish I could appear&lt;br /&gt;in the refletion of your glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;waiting you to update something&lt;br /&gt;update my new hope for you&lt;br /&gt;A minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;When I checked my email&lt;br /&gt;I was excited to find you update your carepage&lt;br /&gt;suddently, I felt nervous&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear bad news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earphones is playing 'Sweet and Wild' by Dierks Bentley&lt;br /&gt;which is my favorate song now&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this song any blue&lt;br /&gt;this time, I just felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3514843607189709472?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3514843607189709472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3514843607189709472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3514843607189709472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3514843607189709472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7446875220989075515</id><published>2009-01-30T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:35:44.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Enthralled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhqPHEzVI/AAAAAAAAATE/sbvJ20SQpGU/s1600-h/d3df0e7e6995b52f0cd7da9e%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297325702444797266" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhqPHEzVI/AAAAAAAAATE/sbvJ20SQpGU/s320/d3df0e7e6995b52f0cd7da9e%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhfdANkAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/WLRjTHLWufI/s1600-h/img200703310103240376%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297325517195546626" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhfdANkAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/WLRjTHLWufI/s320/img200703310103240376%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhYKxNPNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EVktHNhE4-o/s1600-h/00080287d098094d57953b%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297325392041688274" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhYKxNPNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/EVktHNhE4-o/s320/00080287d098094d57953b%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched a TV show "鲁豫有约", this time it was about the great master of Peking Opera Mei Lanfang("梅兰芳"). I payed for this TV show and I'm not regret at all after finished watching it.&lt;br /&gt;Mei(Mei Lanfang, 1894-1961) takes roll of Hua Dan('花旦', which means a subdebutante of naivety). &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPaD6bWUGI/AAAAAAAAASs/xCF2bCtS5Oo/s1600-h/ac2fc3c4ce55a5d839db4987%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297317347476263010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPaD6bWUGI/AAAAAAAAASs/xCF2bCtS5Oo/s320/ac2fc3c4ce55a5d839db4987%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He learned Peking Opera at 8 and performed on the stage at 10. He became a big star after he gave a performance at Shanghai in 1913. A saying spread among Shanghai can describe how famous he is, that is 'You should marry a girl like Mei and have a son like Zhou'. 1914, he was invited to perform in Tokyo. 1930, Mei was invited to go to America. He performed Peking Opera at several cities, such as New York, Chicago, San fransisco, Los Ageles and won big success. Local newspaper wrote, Chinese opera is not realistic trueness, but artistic trueness, a established way of performace which is more real than realistic trueness. He is described as " more feminine than woman on the stage, more masculine than man in real life". When Anti-Japanese war occured, the Japanese want to invited Mei to give performance in order to make a gloss of peace among the Chinese. Mei kept beard to show his protest. The Japanese froze Mei's money in the bank. He had to sell paintings to raise his family. The Japanese bought all his paintings, when Mei knew it, he immediately destroyed all his paintings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Forever Enthralled" &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPjGOwV5XI/AAAAAAAAATM/5ksYiH_WUnw/s1600-h/20091518327.4373050%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297327282897413490" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPjGOwV5XI/AAAAAAAAATM/5ksYiH_WUnw/s320/20091518327.4373050%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is a film directed by Chen Kaige. Chen is a famous director in China, he also directed" Farewell My Concubine" '霸王別姬'. " Forever Enthralled" is very worthy watching. Mei's youngest son commented that his family won't have to make a film about his father for several decades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7446875220989075515?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7446875220989075515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7446875220989075515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7446875220989075515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7446875220989075515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/01/forever-enthralled.html' title='Forever Enthralled'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SYPhqPHEzVI/AAAAAAAAATE/sbvJ20SQpGU/s72-c/d3df0e7e6995b52f0cd7da9e%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3007450020011382754</id><published>2009-01-20T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:42:51.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SXa107KW1tI/AAAAAAAAASc/1PuUoMh-1TQ/s1600-h/taoxu-suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SXa107KW1tI/AAAAAAAAASc/1PuUoMh-1TQ/s320/taoxu-suit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293618332859553490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, brother and I went shopping for the new clothes of the spring festival. Brother bought a set of formal suit for his coming journey to Tokyo. I was quite jealous of him for being able to wear suits. So I wore his clothes and took some pics. &lt;br /&gt;I decided and bought my new clothes really fast for I hate trying so many different clothes.&lt;br /&gt;We went home by bus. It stopped at every but station. A crowd of people got on the bus. I noticed some one look at me several times. I thought they might look at my new hair style. Suddenly mom ordered me to sit on the bus. I sensed something strange, but couldn’t figured it out. The bus stopped and went on. The bus became empty. After we got out of the bus, mom asked me if I noticed some people strange. I said no. She said they were theives. She knew I didn’t carry cellphone, so she didn’t worry about me on the bus. What? But I carried my wallet. Damn, where is my wallet? Oh, It was at my right pocket, luckily, I didn’t forget to fasten my pocket. I asked mom why not remind they were thieves on the bus. Mom said people on the bus all know except you. Even if Mom said they were thieves, we had no proof utill they stole something. Ok, I was away from home too long and forget how to protect myself from the thieves. Mom got her bag robbed, dad got his 5 cellphones stealed on the bus and brother’s 3. As it to me, haha, I haven’t got my anthing precious lost yet. Maybe it’s so called an idiot has the felicity for idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3007450020011382754?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3007450020011382754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3007450020011382754' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3007450020011382754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3007450020011382754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-shopping.html' title='Go shopping'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SXa107KW1tI/AAAAAAAAASc/1PuUoMh-1TQ/s72-c/taoxu-suit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3600646240911375330</id><published>2008-12-23T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T07:19:30.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful songs sang by me are finished!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I met my promises to you. I sang it, recorded it and uploaded it. I regret making the promise to sing a christmas song. Now, it's your turn to regret for the bad voice is prepared for you to listen. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/tZikmJuiTj4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/tZikmJuiTj4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this audio can best describe what a hard job for me to learn to sing english songs. I ate tongue, lost the rhythm and misprononced the words. Anyway, it aches happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/1lSYmu78aJw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/1lSYmu78aJw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night in Bangkok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3600646240911375330?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3600646240911375330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3600646240911375330' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3600646240911375330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3600646240911375330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/12/awfuls-songs-sang-by-me-are-finished.html' title='Awful songs sang by me are finished!'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7466103258565451217</id><published>2008-12-16T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:26:08.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Archery Class Is Over</title><content type='html'>I love archery! But it comes an end. All of us passed the test. I made a score 3 rings above the acceptance rings. Not a good score taking my usual score into consideration. Anyway, I love archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe4-f0fnwI/AAAAAAAAASI/hwfRNZuG71k/s1600-h/S5001521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392471948271362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe4-f0fnwI/AAAAAAAAASI/hwfRNZuG71k/s320/S5001521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe3Wi1diJI/AAAAAAAAARw/Mkd0cyznwp0/s1600-h/S5001514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280390686051240082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe3Wi1diJI/AAAAAAAAARw/Mkd0cyznwp0/s320/S5001514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe4j4hLAPI/AAAAAAAAASA/U0LNXzxr81E/s1600-h/S5001515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392014721646834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe4j4hLAPI/AAAAAAAAASA/U0LNXzxr81E/s320/S5001515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe5TksM9mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/08u_MpTSiqw/s1600-h/S5001522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392834032924258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe5TksM9mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/08u_MpTSiqw/s320/S5001522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7466103258565451217?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7466103258565451217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7466103258565451217' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7466103258565451217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7466103258565451217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/12/archery-class-is-over.html' title='The Archery Class Is Over'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SUe4-f0fnwI/AAAAAAAAASI/hwfRNZuG71k/s72-c/S5001521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-627210175870233967</id><published>2008-12-01T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T06:57:20.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Look Further</title><content type='html'>Addiction is without doubt a bad thing, really bad, especially to online games. I haven't played that for totally half an year. I'm peaceful, until today, they say something new with the game, my blood burned. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking...maybe I could creat a new game ID, play it slowly and leisurely so that it won't damage my studies. Bullshit! You can make as many excuses as you can if you want something. Just look further, what you'll gain from it. You won't be satisfied with such a low process, you would say I should do everything as well as I can including game, then you go into it again. See, two inner voices, they are battling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you won't regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you won't regret playing the game&lt;br /&gt;I know you are comforting yourself&lt;br /&gt;or just pretending to be a strong man&lt;br /&gt;after you did the wrong thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you were green hand&lt;br /&gt;maybe you said it truly&lt;br /&gt;maybe you just want to receive more praise&lt;br /&gt;Someone think you are modest&lt;br /&gt;but I often suspect it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are regretting now&lt;br /&gt;afraid of innuendo to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just a poem, little to do with truth&lt;br /&gt;See&lt;br /&gt;you are comforting yourself,&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;you are a fool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-627210175870233967?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/627210175870233967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=627210175870233967' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/627210175870233967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/627210175870233967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-look-further.html' title='Just Look Further'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5166280213572797259</id><published>2008-11-29T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:28:56.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superior Scribbler Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/STH4ZtRw4yI/AAAAAAAAARo/3tQFj3bzuDA/s1600-h/Scribbler_Award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274269759162082082" style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/STH4ZtRw4yI/AAAAAAAAARo/3tQFj3bzuDA/s320/Scribbler_Award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there are these awards which circulate among bloggers as a way of granting recognition and praise. I see them all the time... But have never actually received one. Till &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03658855543720819878"&gt;Charli &lt;/a&gt;of &lt;a onclick="" href="http://brokenmannequin.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;Broken Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; so kindly bestowed upon me the &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html" target="_blank"&gt;Superior Scribbler Award&lt;/a&gt;. I am honored and surprised. Thank you Charli and thank you to everyone who reads and comments! (A new poem coming soon!)So here are the rules for this award:1. Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Blogger Friends.2. Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author &amp;amp; the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.3. Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html" target="_blank"&gt;This Post&lt;/a&gt; which explains The Award.4. Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit This Post and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List. That way, they’ll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!5. Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.So... Here are the bloggers' blogs to whom I bestow the gift bestowed upon me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gaijinstudies.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;アジア研究.亚洲研究.亞洲研究.아시아 연구.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokenmannequin.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Broken Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://psycheheartconnections.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Psyche Connections&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ar1as.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ar1as™&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jnrwill.blogspot.com/"&gt;William's Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5166280213572797259?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5166280213572797259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5166280213572797259' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5166280213572797259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5166280213572797259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/superior-scribbler-award.html' title='Superior Scribbler Award'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/STH4ZtRw4yI/AAAAAAAAARo/3tQFj3bzuDA/s72-c/Scribbler_Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6172020533125766755</id><published>2008-11-28T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:20:16.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing Guy</title><content type='html'>I knew Nick Vujicic  on the Thanksgiving party last night. Bro Chong gave a presentation about him in front of us. He is a really amazing guy. I like to show it to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtweZxNGk1Y"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtweZxNGk1Y&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6172020533125766755?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6172020533125766755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6172020533125766755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6172020533125766755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6172020533125766755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-guy.html' title='An Amazing Guy'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6472044056981528604</id><published>2008-11-26T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:55:20.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Took The Time</title><content type='html'>A bad experience with a stranger on the street, an unfavorable passion and a song "Never Took The Time" by Akon contribute to this shabby poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people&lt;br /&gt;walking&lt;br /&gt;on the crowded street&lt;br /&gt;incuding&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;heading for shool&lt;br /&gt;the destination&lt;br /&gt;where I can&lt;br /&gt;do nothing&lt;br /&gt;inluding&lt;br /&gt;walking&lt;br /&gt;except&lt;br /&gt;wandering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun&lt;br /&gt;dizzy&lt;br /&gt;wind&lt;br /&gt;annoying&lt;br /&gt;I was accelerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman blocked my way&lt;br /&gt;A stranger&lt;br /&gt;Not like a person seeking help&lt;br /&gt;but making trouble.&lt;br /&gt;An interrupter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retracting my sight&lt;br /&gt;back to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Never took the time&lt;br /&gt;to stop&lt;br /&gt;But I forgot to retract my ear&lt;br /&gt;she&lt;br /&gt;was chiding&lt;br /&gt;behind my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help&lt;br /&gt;taking the time&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I criticized&lt;br /&gt;people were becoming cold with each other&lt;br /&gt;This time I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the exception.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6472044056981528604?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6472044056981528604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6472044056981528604' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6472044056981528604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6472044056981528604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/never-took-time.html' title='Never Took The Time'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7756875994049795975</id><published>2008-11-25T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:43:27.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Morning</title><content type='html'>This is my first attemp to write an English poem, don't be polite to point it out if I profane the beauty of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning&lt;br /&gt;After I got up&lt;br /&gt;From bed&lt;br /&gt;Got one short message&lt;br /&gt;it's from Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;she asked.&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the exam this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;I answered.&lt;br /&gt;I realize&lt;br /&gt;it's not a regular greating&lt;br /&gt;at this moment&lt;br /&gt;from Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another message&lt;br /&gt;before this one.&lt;br /&gt;My christian friends invite me&lt;br /&gt;to the Thanksgiving party&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;I accepted it being thankful.&lt;br /&gt;Just the same time&lt;br /&gt;Mama asked me&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;Exam?&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really,&lt;br /&gt;but not totally.&lt;br /&gt;Mama worry about me&lt;br /&gt;for this blog&lt;br /&gt;she is afraid that&lt;br /&gt;I'm effected by thoughts&lt;br /&gt;of foreign churches.&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;How does she know&lt;br /&gt;could it just be that&lt;br /&gt;she is Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned&lt;br /&gt;the resignation&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna&lt;br /&gt;hide too many&lt;br /&gt;and too much&lt;br /&gt;in front of&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama is Mama&lt;br /&gt;she is always considering me&lt;br /&gt;as a child&lt;br /&gt;she cares&lt;br /&gt;she fears&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't want me&lt;br /&gt;to lose myself&lt;br /&gt;I do, Mama&lt;br /&gt;and that's what I hide&lt;br /&gt;from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;Don't stay up late&lt;br /&gt;Buy what you want to eat&lt;br /&gt;I know it's&lt;br /&gt;Mama's way of saying&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;She always say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;in that way&lt;br /&gt;Mama is&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7756875994049795975?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7756875994049795975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7756875994049795975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7756875994049795975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7756875994049795975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/mama-is-mama.html' title='This Morning'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1465594747982005247</id><published>2008-11-24T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:20:58.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Decision I Made</title><content type='html'>Befor I write about the decision, I should first make appologise to all of the readers of the blogs who care me and have given me so much motivation to life. I was sick these days and met a lot of difficulites of study, party and mental affairs. Now, everything took a favorable turn. I'm not the vice chairman of the Party branch any more. I handed in the resignation last night and finally it was proved. I don't care my cadre career, and I find the good replacer for the position. I just feel sorry to my boss. He chosed the wrong person and I 'm the very one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I went out of his office, I took a deep sigh. I am free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1465594747982005247?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1465594747982005247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1465594747982005247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1465594747982005247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1465594747982005247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-decision-i-made.html' title='A Big Decision I Made'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-249448758811489663</id><published>2008-11-13T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T05:22:51.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reject and Receive</title><content type='html'>This noon, I took an appointment to have lunch with one of my christian friend. We didn't talk anything about God during the lunch but all the things we were up to last week. When we aparted, he gave a book to me whose article is GEGIN YOUR NEW LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;It says that there is a normal relationship between God and the person, which should be definetely known by every christian. If you don't realize it definetly, it's impossible for you to experience the true happiness of your life. When you accept him as your father, he will enter your life.&lt;br /&gt;I should say I sometimes invite him into my heart. I sometimes really need him and sometimes just forget him.  I'm not good for I don't treat religion seriously enough. When I makes a mistake, I think of him begging for his mercy. When I feel sad, I let him see my tears. Whenever I'm dreaming, I hope God can hear my voice. And, I am not be frightened that easily when I think of him. I wonder whether it's because they don't believe God or anything that let themselves stand alone on the top of the floor then fell to the ground. It is often reported someone took suiside in the campus. They do this because they are sad and of no hope, which can't be seen from the face of every christian I know. That's what I should say thanks to God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so selfish for I only receive from God but I do nothing for him. I am supposed to spread his love to others, however, on the contrary, I'm developing new party members and tell them there is no God. Irony. I'm embarrassed about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sing Amazing grace like a pop song whenever I want to without thinking about the meaning of the lyric. I think God will punish me if I sing like that. Now whenever I want to sing it, I sing from the bottom of my heart. Oh, I don't forgot the promise about singing Silent Night on Christmas eve. Haha, I know that's a very old song, but I can't help singing it everytime I left the lab for my dorm on the cold dark midnight in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy with my work, and perhaps with my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-249448758811489663?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/249448758811489663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=249448758811489663' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/249448758811489663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/249448758811489663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/reject-and-receive.html' title='Reject and Receive'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4812620222683130210</id><published>2008-11-06T17:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T05:34:09.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRRDq3ygHqI/AAAAAAAAARg/oYRNK2XPHwI/s1600-h/%E6%B0%B4%E6%99%B6%E7%BE%8E%E5%A5%B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265908268112289442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRRDq3ygHqI/AAAAAAAAARg/oYRNK2XPHwI/s320/%E6%B0%B4%E6%99%B6%E7%BE%8E%E5%A5%B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQ8JdZlZRI/AAAAAAAAARY/bE0IBzf5akI/s1600-h/%E5%AD%94%E9%9B%802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265899997511378194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQ8JdZlZRI/AAAAAAAAARY/bE0IBzf5akI/s320/%E5%AD%94%E9%9B%802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQIwH9J7GI/AAAAAAAAARI/pj02hv98gEc/s1600-h/%E9%97%A8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265843487165246562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQIwH9J7GI/AAAAAAAAARI/pj02hv98gEc/s320/%E9%97%A8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQIdWvJ5GI/AAAAAAAAARA/l2l9mO7hLgo/s1600-h/%E8%8D%B7%E8%8A%B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265843164715541602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQIdWvJ5GI/AAAAAAAAARA/l2l9mO7hLgo/s320/%E8%8D%B7%E8%8A%B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQITxyMScI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/TjaktWfKjdA/s1600-h/%E8%B6%B3%E7%90%83%E6%98%8E%E6%98%9F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265843000177347010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRQITxyMScI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/TjaktWfKjdA/s320/%E8%B6%B3%E7%90%83%E6%98%8E%E6%98%9F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SROkIpiF-xI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MOcaZfPDHlo/s1600-h/%E8%8D%A7%E5%85%89%E7%81%AF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265732857821002514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SROkIpiF-xI/AAAAAAAAAQw/MOcaZfPDHlo/s320/%E8%8D%A7%E5%85%89%E7%81%AF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SROkArzZ2nI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CQGryQXE3-E/s1600-h/%E5%B7%A5%E7%AC%94%E7%94%BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265732720991525490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SROkArzZ2nI/AAAAAAAAAQg/CQGryQXE3-E/s320/%E5%B7%A5%E7%AC%94%E7%94%BB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4812620222683130210?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4812620222683130210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4812620222683130210' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4812620222683130210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4812620222683130210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-works.html' title='More works'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRRDq3ygHqI/AAAAAAAAARg/oYRNK2XPHwI/s72-c/%E6%B0%B4%E6%99%B6%E7%BE%8E%E5%A5%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3999520271748748039</id><published>2008-11-05T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:50:37.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is not enough for me!</title><content type='html'>All is in a rush! Things seems endless to me. First, I'm busy with my developing party member task. Sounds ridiculous, huh? They are trying to make me believe in God in our every gatherings, and want to spread christianity to every corner of the world. But, to the opposite point, I'm trying to develop party members by letting them believe nothing. That's an irony perhaps more ridiculous than &lt;a href="http://gaijinstudies.blogspot.com/2008/11/lijia-zhangs-excellent-memoir.html"&gt;Buddha--a symbol of peace--was awarded to a factory whose primary purpose was the construction of nuclear missiles&lt;/a&gt;. I'm bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, my boss of the labs requried me to creat map layer on the GIS photos which were taken by satellite. I have to learn to use photoshopCS2. Last night, I learn it for the first time. It's really hard to make the first step, I think, for everything. It cost me the totally four hours only accomplishing these three pictures. I will show them to you. Sorry for the shabby stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJMs541ogI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UVCvwlNgZ28/s1600-h/%E6%9C%AA%E6%A0%87%E9%A2%98-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265355248686703106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJMs541ogI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UVCvwlNgZ28/s320/%E6%9C%AA%E6%A0%87%E9%A2%98-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJM4-nXCSI/AAAAAAAAAQY/t0EcpmZJCNg/s1600-h/%E7%83%9F+%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 106px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265355456114002210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJM4-nXCSI/AAAAAAAAAQY/t0EcpmZJCNg/s320/%E7%83%9F+%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJM0SfTBsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/arQjPzQORoM/s1600-h/%E5%B0%8F%E7%8C%AA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265355375549548226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJM0SfTBsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/arQjPzQORoM/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E7%8C%AA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3999520271748748039?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3999520271748748039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3999520271748748039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3999520271748748039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3999520271748748039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-is-not-enough-for-me.html' title='Time is not enough for me!'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SRJMs541ogI/AAAAAAAAAQI/UVCvwlNgZ28/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E6%A0%87%E9%A2%98-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3391774730053391458</id><published>2008-11-02T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:34:32.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in Love with Anthem</title><content type='html'>I joined a young Christian party last night. We sang a lot of Anthem. I enjoyed singing together with them. The songs threw light on my heart and I felt myself warm and purified. I wanted to sing for ever.&lt;br /&gt;I found Amazing Grace, a really beautiful song. If only I have sang it when I was young. I also find Silent Night, a christmas song. Hopefully I can learn to sing it, and before the Christmas Eve, I can upload it on my blog as a gift to all of you, my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;I like to sing. I'm always thinking of the days I sang as the leader of lee club of our school. I didn't realize what a beautiful thing singing is at that time. I should have joined the choir of the church and sang for all beautiful things, including people and animals I loved, cared and missed. Now my voice is not as pure as that of a child, so is my heart. I beg god, purify my heart, removing the black and let sun shine always in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so graceful that you know I hate and fear loneliness. So you bring some amazing people to me as my friends. I will treasure all the friends you gave me. You love me, and let people love me, I will spread the love.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that I received a free meal from one of  my mates. The reason why he treated me a rich meal is that he knew I was sick for 36 hours non-sleeping. Though he is not a Christian, there's love inside of him. Do we really created from the figure of you? and inherit some of your kindness? I have no idea. But I'm thankful, truely...&lt;br /&gt;Last night, at the time of praying, we hand in hand, with our eyes closing, spoke to you. I prayed for my parents, my brother, and all my friends. I thought of you, yes, you're reading my blog, I prayed for your health and longevity and the day we're meeting. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3391774730053391458?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3391774730053391458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3391774730053391458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3391774730053391458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3391774730053391458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-in-love-with-anthem.html' title='Fall in Love with Anthem'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5329263094659176547</id><published>2008-10-26T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:44:10.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiness</title><content type='html'>This afternoon, I went to an auditoria rather than church with a christian. It's a small room full of people. The priest stood in front of us, beside him is an Electronic Keyboard. No candles, no cross.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so unfamiliar with the atmosphere, but not uncomfortable. They sang songs I never heard of before and murdered something strange.  We asked to stand up and prayed for the God. Someone at this moment played the keyboard. And the priest said something while we are praying. I cried. I just couldn't hold myself.&lt;br /&gt;Later was the teaching of the Bible. But I don't like the translation of it. I think I will look at the English version.&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot understand why I cry so heavily at that time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5329263094659176547?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5329263094659176547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5329263094659176547' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5329263094659176547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5329263094659176547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/holiness.html' title='Holiness'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3384343759191511757</id><published>2008-10-26T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:50:24.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bought a bike</title><content type='html'>I found a second-hand bike on the internet. We came to an agreement at the preliminary price of 200 yuan on the phone. The next day, I came to her campus to pay and get my bike.&lt;br /&gt;Her beautiful face caught my breathe when I first met her. We asked each other's hometown and found we are half Lao Xiang( people of the same province ) for she is from Shanghai. I became dumb when I talked with her on the price. So I just payed her 200 yuan. I tried the bike in front of her and found it easy to ride, which proved to be wrong later.&lt;br /&gt;I came back to the university riding the second-hand new bike. Damn, I just found it really an ass work to ride this bike. Perhaps I was too excited to ride in front of her just now. I just found an old lady rode faster than me on the street!&lt;br /&gt;Finally I arrived at the university. I should buy a new lock, though there is one on the bike which seems not secure. The bike repairman said my bike was worth 100 yuan. I knew I was cheated. Now I was reminded the saying &lt;em&gt;the more beautiful a woman looks, the easier it is for you to be cheated. &lt;/em&gt;Out of my expectation, she confessed to me that she sold the bike just at the price when she bought it which made her feel compunctious. So I let her to treat me a meal. She accpeted it. So I began wondering whether she has a boyfriend... Haha, it turned out to be a good deal to me!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I should tell you why should I equip my bike with two locks. Bike stealing is so rampant in our campus. If your bike is new, they will steal your bike; if your bike is shabby, they will steal your lock. Bless both of my bike and locks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3384343759191511757?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3384343759191511757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3384343759191511757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3384343759191511757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3384343759191511757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-bought-bike.html' title='I bought a bike'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-627732155039742324</id><published>2008-10-20T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:23:18.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Day</title><content type='html'>This is a very special night to me. Very unexpected, a night I never imagined like that. It's a night perhaps will change my belief forever. My thoughts are so complicated right now that I have to hold on some minutes to write it down instead of going to study in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a call by a stranger yesterday on my GRE course. It's a man's voice. He said he got my number from a Korean studying in China. But I don't know any Korean student studying in Beijing. He explained that if I remember the three Korean travellers whom I accompanied during the summer vocation. Then, I know why. He invited me to a party some time later. I accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him tonight at one of the dining halls of my university. He messaged me telling that he would arrive 3 minutes later than the appointment time and he arrived just 2 minutes later of it. I wonder what a guy he is for there seems no need informing someone with such a short delay. Finally, I met him. Shorter but bigger than me. What impressed me most is his face, very affable and kind. In a word, he is totally absent from what I've imagined from his voice on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just ordered some simple dishes at the dining hall. Then we started chatting. I know he has worked for 7 years after gruduation, that means he's 8 years older than me. I suspected he's a gay, but immediately negated myself. Although he hasn't married, he has a gril friend and very happy to answer my questions about her. I'm very sorry to doubt this in my heart, but this is very strange talking with a guy you even don't know before for such a long time face to face. I just feel uncomfortable at first, though peaceful as the talking goes. The reason why I feel uncomfortable is that I have to avoid eye contact from time to time. When he look at somewhere I have to look at him to show that I'm interested in what he was talking and when he look at me, I have to switch my sight to somewher else and pretend it at ease. In fact, I like to watch people's eyes to see their heart but I'm shy to do so. Why can't we look at each others's eyes when we talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a Christian while I'm a party member. He believe God while I should believe nothing. He became a Chistian when he was senior. I have to metion it again that he is perhaps the most different person I've ever seen. He told me he seldom smile after he entered junior middle school because his parents get along with each other badly. It's normal for him to not to talk to anyone for a week. One day before he was introduced to the Bible and Jesus, he was puzzled at the problem What do I live for? He thought hard but failed to get the answer. A girl, one of his classmates appeared to him telling him something about God. If he was not trapped by the problem, he wouldn't have a try. But this time, he just tried. He joined a group of people. A man asked them a question What do you live for? He was shocked. It was the very problem bothered him alot. Someone said for money, someone thought for family...It was his turn. He said for love. The love between parents and children, between a man and a woman, between friends and between human and animals. From then on, he turned himself a christian slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He once asked help for psychologists, but gained nothing from them. Howerver, when he got to Jesus, he began to smile, and it's sensed by all his classmates. I asked him if he hate his parents for their bad marrige. He said they gave him one thing very pricious is that don't accept bribes. Both of his parents are government officials who are party members. I couldn't ask him why they're not getting along with each other well, what I know is that they 're very upright and stubborn. He said he love his parents at a level. But after he became a christian, he love the God at the highest level and he love his parents at a much higher level than before. He had a hard time with his parents for what he's done and now he get along with him better and better. He spoke slowly and peaceful, I've never thought of a man who can give me so deep soul speeh. I just can't imagine. Yet, he did it, very honestly. I just forgot the age, we were chatting deeply and out of soul. He must be the person sent by God to meet me, or, why can he touch my inside with his holiness so truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told him that I was a party member on our first phone talking. At that time, I was a little proud of saying so. However, after I heard so much from him I just felt a little shameful to metion it again. I dare not but have to say I feel a pity to chose to believe nothing. I can sense the warmth thinking of God but refuse to confess. Hope is a beautiful thing and that's the gift God give us. When I'm hopeless and I choose nothing to believe, I'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, during our chatting, he greeted many students of BUAA. He is not a graduat from BUAA, how can he know so many students who are strangers to me. Because they are all christians. They know each other in the church. He greeted all of these christians so warmly, which impressed me a lot. And I stood up following him and greeted them asking if they are christians? They all answered yes without any hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I plan to go to study abroad he invited me to join a party to be held the day after tomorrow. Most of the party members are returnees and christians. He thought I can gain something useful from them. What a kind man! What's more, we plan to go to church this weekend. You know, I've never been to the church. It's forbidden for party members to go to churches, however, I think I will still go to visit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful day, isn't it. Like a dream... I still cannot believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-627732155039742324?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/627732155039742324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=627732155039742324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/627732155039742324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/627732155039742324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-day.html' title='A Wonderful Day'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2158107825761217704</id><published>2008-10-17T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:56:15.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Will Fly</title><content type='html'>This week I really gained a lot. All the courses, such as GIS, OS, Oracle, PL/SQL, Compiling, Java and Embeded System, went smoothly for me. I find the deeper I learn these courses, the more I seek fun from them. In additon to these required courses, I apply for labs from my teachers. Two for GIS and one for a on-line game. The professor gave me a task to check whether I'm qualified to join the lab team. I know how important the task is to me! So these days I'm trying hard to learn how to use the ArcGis software. I want to leave a deep impression on him with my work.&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking between dorm and classroom, I think a lot. I think of my work to do, my parents, my friends and America. After I think all of it, I just accelerate my steps. I'm motivated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2158107825761217704?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2158107825761217704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2158107825761217704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2158107825761217704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2158107825761217704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/rabbit-will-fly.html' title='Rabbit Will Fly'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7615547642190801487</id><published>2008-10-11T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:34:11.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of This Week</title><content type='html'>Hey, friends. I'd like to let you know what I was doing this week. First, I should say sorry for not updating my blog often as before. Please forgive me. Because it's already eleven when I go back dorm and the electricity will be out of supply after half past eleven since the season went into fall. And sometimes when I have thouhts to share with you, it's no time; while when I have time, I just have no thought to share. The key words of my feeling of this week are: rich and busy.&lt;br /&gt;Things make me happy:&lt;br /&gt;1. My oracle teacher said I was a wise man! Haha, it just made me happy for total 3 minutes. He's a really kind old man. What he surprised me a lot is his complicated background. He was born in Japan, grew up in America, got a master's degree in Canada, and now live in China teaching us Oracle and English! His parents are Norweqians. I wonder what's his nationality. He said he is Chinese, but I don't think so. Whatever, he is really funny and kind. I like him and his teaching style. He sang songs while typing commands and said I like oolong cha(a kind of tea in China) while drinking tea. I never feel tired learning from him.&lt;br /&gt;2. I learnt how to program on Redhat using Shell on the OS class. It's a great experience programming on Linux. Although now I can only write some simple commands on it, I think it won't be a long time when I can understand the kernel of Linux with hardwork on it.&lt;br /&gt;3. I chose archery as my physical course this semester. I'm herculean(I just learn this word from GRE course today) as I can full draw easily. I'm quite good at shooting. I got the highest score at the rifle competition during the millitary training at my first year in the university. So perhaps I can do well in archery. It's strang that an image of Cupid just thrilled through my mind. Is he good at archery? lol&lt;br /&gt;4. Today I went to GRE course. The course is held by the most famous educational services in China called New Oriental. It cost me 1580yuan($200) but it worth the money as soon as I took the first class. It's probably the most brilliant teacher I've ever met. Today he taught us wrting, and tomorrow, there 'll be another teacher to teach us reading. I'm looking forward to another excellent speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only one week after the holiday, but we all busy with our works. I like the high pace. It's a great feeling that everyday you learn something and everyday you can surprise yourself by what you've learnt today.  My buddy call me to have a game with him. I'll accept the invitation. After all, it's the first game this week, I have to relax myself a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7615547642190801487?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7615547642190801487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7615547642190801487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7615547642190801487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7615547642190801487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/summary-of-this-week.html' title='Summary of This Week'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1039504398660381788</id><published>2008-10-06T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:30:00.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Desktop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOog1nR7LjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PYjDTwKtDfM/s1600-h/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E6%A1%8C%E9%9D%A2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254048020730424882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOog1nR7LjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PYjDTwKtDfM/s320/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E6%A1%8C%E9%9D%A2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my desktop, in the middle is my timetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1039504398660381788?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1039504398660381788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1039504398660381788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1039504398660381788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1039504398660381788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-desktop.html' title='My Desktop'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOog1nR7LjI/AAAAAAAAAQA/PYjDTwKtDfM/s72-c/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E6%A1%8C%E9%9D%A2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-9181987936421855303</id><published>2008-10-06T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:22:41.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Action!</title><content type='html'>Today is special to me, because it seems that many things that can make me unhappy just happened all together. What's strange is that I can't figure out what upset me clearly. Let me just tell you about all these things.&lt;br /&gt;This semester is really different from those of the first two years in the university. I've told you about it. The fee is three times higher, the schoolworks ask for more teamwork. It's wise to have good students as your team members, then your school work will be going smoothly. We have decided all of the members of our team before the national holiday and some of them are my good friends. However, when I came back to school, things changed. Some of them just went to other teams leaving their promises behind. I'm not happy about it, but I've nothing to say. If they want, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;During the first two years of university, I did nothing but was digging a tomb of myself. Online games, absent from classes, being cold with people(I did not realize it until one day one my buddy told me I was always talking about world of warcraft and I seem to live in another world like a mummy. I knew I had been cold ).I hate online games, or rather, I hate myself. I'm a fool knowing that I'll feel regret for what I've done today but kept on playing the game. Now I do feel regret, totally. Now, I should pay for that. And today it's just the beginning. I'm ready mentally.&lt;br /&gt;Two years of wasting time makes me not just gain less knowledge but the fewer experiences of working with students around me. I treated them coldly and they turned it back. I should not complain, that's what I deserve to.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's a big deep tomb! See what I have done. Damn it. Is it too late to be a better man? I don't know. But whatever, I'll have a try. I've quited online games for half a year, and I think I'll never pick it up if I'm still a student. Just do it. I finally join a great team letting them know it's a big deal having me as a team member(haha).&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will never pick up on-line games. You see, I'm very happy writing this blog. I like share all of my thoughts with you, my friend. Once a buddy on AIM said to me that you're really like to interact with people. He's right. But do you know why. Because I've been too silent with people the first two years but I'm not a silent guy. So now, I really appreciate the interaction of our friendship with you. It's a far better feeling than that of  world of warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm trying hard to apply for the lab of one of my professors. Though it's tough, I'll keep improving myself to meet the requirements of the position. The tasks of this semester are really challenging. I have to learn GIS (geography information system), Operating System, compile theory, Java and Oracle. What's more, English! I have to pass GRE and TOEFL in one year. Ohhhhhhhhh, now my blood is boiling. I like to take challenges. Forget the fucking tomb, no one can block my way to success! Rabbit, go ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-9181987936421855303?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/9181987936421855303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=9181987936421855303' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/9181987936421855303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/9181987936421855303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/different-me.html' title='Action!'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1762743828300333611</id><published>2008-10-03T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:44:03.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese songs</title><content type='html'>female singers&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://yq6z.com/blog/UploadFiles/2006-5/527182737.mp3"&gt;隐形的翅膀&lt;/a&gt;(Invisible wings)  by 张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://www.e021.net/music/thatflower.mp3"&gt;那些花儿&lt;/a&gt;(that flower)  by 范玮琪&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://www.asiscn.com/music/song/wyy.wma"&gt;我愿意&lt;/a&gt;(I will)  by 王菲&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://blog.sjmxx.com/UploadFiles/2007-4/427412406.wma"&gt;但愿人长久&lt;/a&gt;(May we all be blessed with longevity, written by Su Shi) by 王菲&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://www.ybb.com.cn/wma/%E8%AF%B4%E7%88%B1%E4%BD%A0.wma"&gt;说爱你&lt;/a&gt;(say love you)  by 蔡依林&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://www.zbswkj.com/mp3/%C8%D5%B2%BB%C2%E4.mp3"&gt;日不落&lt;/a&gt;(sun never fall)  by 蔡依林&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://pic.agenow.com/up/files/488820_46.wma"&gt;欧若拉&lt;/a&gt;(Aurora)  by 张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;a href="http://www.qq241.com/html/wma/028.wma"&gt;寓言&lt;/a&gt;(fable) by 张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;a href="http://www.qnw.com.cn/bbs/mp3/%20%E6%B5%81%E5%B9%B4_%E7%8E%8B%E8%8F%B2.mp3"&gt;流年&lt;/a&gt;(fleeting time)  by 王菲&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;a href="http://www.isancn.com/UploadFiles/200842733129419.mp3"&gt;漫漫人生路&lt;/a&gt;(long long life road)  by 邓丽君&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;a href="http://czjyw.com/yjb/gequ1/%E7%94%9C%E8%9C%9C%E8%9C%9C.mp3?/%E9%82%93%E7%B9%BC%E8%86%A4%E5%BE%B10?2%E6%AA%85p%E8%9C%9C%E8%84%80%06Iq.mp3"&gt;甜蜜蜜&lt;/a&gt;(sweet sweet sweet)  by 邓丽君&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;a href="http://xinxi.liequ.net/hym3/%D4%C2%C1%C1%D6%AE%C9%CF.wma"&gt;月亮之上&lt;/a&gt;(above the moon)  by 凤凰传奇&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;a href="http://www.70made.com/bbs/images/music/70s/%E6%A9%84%E6%A6%84%E6%A0%91-%E9%BD%90%E8%B1%AB.mp3"&gt;橄榄树&lt;/a&gt;(olive)  齐豫&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;a href="http://4ting.rm130.com/2006-12/0023/3.Wma"&gt;乡间小路&lt;/a&gt;(country road) 齐豫&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;a href="http://www.dtsx.com.cn/grzy/hcq/music/qiashinidewenrou.mp3"&gt;恰似你的温柔&lt;/a&gt;(your softness)  蔡琴&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;a href="http://www3.telus.net/ksma/ruguodeshi.mp3"&gt;如果的事&lt;/a&gt;(if)  范玮琪&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;a href="http://wma.527t.com/music1/Music/1513/4470/527t_5.wma"&gt;一个像夏天一个像秋天&lt;/a&gt;(one is like summer the other is like fall)  范玮琪&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;a href="http://home.skhtst.edu.hk/~geography/12.mp3"&gt;lydia&lt;/a&gt;  sang by f.i.r&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;a href="http://www.qqoo.com/all/old162/572.rm"&gt;我们的爱&lt;/a&gt;(our love)  f.i.r&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;a href="http://test.eulam.com/cxc/music/%C2%CC%B9%E2.mp3"&gt;绿光&lt;/a&gt;(green light)  孙燕姿&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;a href="http://www.zxtx.org/user/yiyi/html/156/%E5%A4%A9%E8%B7%AF.mp3"&gt;天路&lt;/a&gt;(road to heaven)   韩红&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;a href="http://www.beiwaionline.com/remote/wav/003.mp3"&gt;神话&lt;/a&gt;(myth)  韩红、孙楠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;male singers&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://61.142.212.197/ycsw/ycswxxw/sjhd/shwxxwz/shwxxw/02.mp3"&gt;七里香&lt;/a&gt;(seven mile fragrant) 周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://netlove.bdinfo.net/zhufu/1/aa.mp3?/%EF%B9%8F%E7%8C%AF?%20-%20???.mp3"&gt;简单爱&lt;/a&gt;(simple love) 周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://images.cersp.com/...0080802/upload__2d9ab3eb_11b6d29a6ca__7ffb_00001579.wma"&gt;青花瓷&lt;/a&gt;(bule and white porcelain) 周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://www.jlcyedu.com.cn/qxxx/hpcz/sound/zhangxueyou/1.mp3"&gt;吻别&lt;/a&gt;(kiss goodbye) 张学友&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://mu.sodj.com/jjd97jmhiskeu99/new7/0318/7.Wma"&gt;大城小爱&lt;/a&gt;(big city small love) 王力宏&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;a href="http://www.jianyincar.com/...%8F-%E5%BF%83%E4%B8%AD%E7%9A%84%E6%97%A5%E6%9C%88.mp3"&gt;心中的日月&lt;/a&gt;(sun and moon in my heart) 王力宏&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://fix.ww123.net/baby/attachments/month_0509/uiTx_w8DIy9Pj.mp3"&gt;美人鱼&lt;/a&gt;(mermaid) 林俊杰&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;a href="http://www.jlcyedu.com.cn//qxxx/13/edit/uploadfile/2005410224231754.mp3"&gt;江南&lt;/a&gt;(river south) 林俊杰&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;a href="http://www.dj533.cn/djdata/mp3/49.wma"&gt;十年&lt;/a&gt;(decade) 陈弈迅&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;a href="http://file.fzone.cn/upload2/hompyFile/2006/50/111321354440.mp3"&gt;敢不敢&lt;/a&gt;(dare you) 罗志祥&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://61.191.57.54:8210/0704/wma/melody.wma"&gt;melody 陶喆&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.&lt;a href="http://www.hy136.com/...%88Beyond%EF%BC%89%E5%85%89%E8%BE%89%E5%B2%81%E6%9C%88.mp3"&gt;光辉岁月&lt;/a&gt;(glary time) beyond&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;a href="http://test.hlj.net/zcp/wylbdml.mp3"&gt;无与伦比的美丽&lt;/a&gt;(uncomparable beauty) 苏打绿&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;a href="http://59.44.142.130/2008music/x/20041211/213731/778703.wma"&gt;曾经的你&lt;/a&gt;(you) 许巍&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;a href="http://hongxiao.com/jiaoyanshi/lanlianhua.wma"&gt;蓝莲花&lt;/a&gt;(blue lotus flower) 许巍&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;a href="http://61.155.107.216/Music/OnDemand/SO-DibbleTry-1623.mp3"&gt;千里之外&lt;/a&gt;(thousand of miles away) 周杰伦、费玉清&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;a href="http://218.59.162.22/404/music/kuailechngbai.mp3"&gt;快乐崇拜&lt;/a&gt;(happyness adorement) 潘玮柏、张韶涵&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;a href="http://www.gv-photo.com/musics/%E5%B9%BF%E5%91%8A%E6%91%84%E5%BD%B1.mp3"&gt;倾国倾城&lt;/a&gt;(Drop-dead gorgeous) 阿宝&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;a href="http://bbs.teach88.cn/up/Music/top100/%CD%AF%BB%B0(%B9%E2%C1%BC).mp3"&gt;童话&lt;/a&gt;(fairy tale) 光良&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;a href="http://my.itfan.cn/qq/music/%CF%EB%CC%AB%B6%E0.mp3"&gt;想太多&lt;/a&gt;(think too much) 李玖哲&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;a href="http://bbmedia.qq.com/media/news/2008midmoon/yldbwdxqq.mp3"&gt;月亮代表我的心&lt;/a&gt;(the moon represents my heart) 齐秦&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;a href="http://www.xaldwpx.cn/zdj.wma"&gt;大约在冬季&lt;/a&gt;(in winter) 齐秦&lt;br /&gt;23.&lt;a href="http://liusi010.29oo.com/UploadFiles/2008-4/81625715203.wma"&gt;有没有人告诉你&lt;/a&gt;(if someone tell you) 张楚生&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These music are of all kinds. It cost me so much time to paste each link. Hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1762743828300333611?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1762743828300333611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1762743828300333611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1762743828300333611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1762743828300333611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/chinese-songs.html' title='Chinese songs'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8037647266974001510</id><published>2008-10-02T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:39:52.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who on earth is that guy? A Mini Rabbit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/ufx4WdGLtJ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/ufx4WdGLtJ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8037647266974001510?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8037647266974001510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8037647266974001510' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8037647266974001510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8037647266974001510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-on-earth-is-that-guy-mini-rabbit.html' title='Who on earth is that guy? A Mini Rabbit?'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1314113638788212965</id><published>2008-10-02T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:55:33.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share Some of My Family Photos With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSKOLU6RYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pU41--g-J7Y/s1600-h/mom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252475041584137602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSKOLU6RYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pU41--g-J7Y/s320/mom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSKmJiby0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/zriOsUIP0vI/s1600-h/mom+and+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252475453420849986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSKmJiby0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/zriOsUIP0vI/s320/mom+and+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSJBliT5MI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mirtdVDBGPE/s1600-h/SP_A0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252473725769737410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSJBliT5MI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mirtdVDBGPE/s320/SP_A0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSMJQ_vHVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/106K3mqEp9o/s1600-h/bro+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252477156229848402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSMJQ_vHVI/AAAAAAAAAP4/106K3mqEp9o/s320/bro+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, I'm still a little taller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1314113638788212965?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1314113638788212965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1314113638788212965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1314113638788212965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1314113638788212965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/share-some-of-my-family-photos-with-you.html' title='Share Some of My Family Photos With You'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SOSKOLU6RYI/AAAAAAAAAPo/pU41--g-J7Y/s72-c/mom2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6163374119376225852</id><published>2008-10-01T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:51:19.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SONVeJ7EvsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/W60QiaUWj1k/s1600-h/SPM_A0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252135566992260802" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SONVeJ7EvsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/W60QiaUWj1k/s320/SPM_A0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is national day of China, we have a seven day long holiday. So I came back home to see my families. Yeah, after seven months away from home, I miss my dad, my mom and my brother very much. It's a one thousand kilometer railway from Beijing to my hometown. The train drags. It stops at every station, and my hometown is just the last station. There are nearly 20 stations. Each station costs 5 minutes on average and not take the slowing down into account. So all in all, it took me 15 hours on the train, and a delay of an hour! Fortunately, I could sleep on the train, bearing the loud cry of kids nearby, I had several breaks. Therefore, when I got out of the train, smelling the familiar moist air of hometown, I just got energetic, I'll see my mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad received me at the railway station. He caught sight of me before I recognized him! That pleased me a lot for last time at this place, he just couldn't find me from the crowd. That was not his fault, my poor dad because at that time I was so thin, wearing a hair uncut for months and dressing myself like a beggar. So this time, before I went out of school, I ate a lot, drank a lot and cut a lot to meet the expectation of all my families. Yes, I'll stay at home for only four days, so, whatever, I should behave myself as well as I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is beautiful as always. I don't think she is a women at her 45. In comparison, my dad is quite old. Haha, I wonder how can my dad marry my mom, is there some tricks? And there's a bad news, my brother lost his hair and is marching on the group of the bald. After all, he is my funny brother, it seems that his head doesn't bother him any more. He even showed his fake hair in front of me and scared me saying that's the hair from a dead man. OMG. He knew I had seen a horror movie about that, so he scared me on purpose! Luckily, that's not from a dead man. That's for dead head, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission of this holiday is chatting a lot, eating a lot and sleeping a lot. Oh, I'll show some photos about my home. Mom refuse to upload her photo on my blog. She said don't take photo on me when I'm not made up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6163374119376225852?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6163374119376225852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6163374119376225852' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6163374119376225852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6163374119376225852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SONVeJ7EvsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/W60QiaUWj1k/s72-c/SPM_A0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8721092192499858934</id><published>2008-09-26T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:04:06.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts From Poisoned Dairy Product</title><content type='html'>We Chinese never focus on the national exemption system(NES) like today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, several years ago, someone put forward a proposal to cancel NES.  At that time, one and another product approved by NES went into trouble. Now, when it is refered to some big milk brands like 三鹿、伊利、蒙牛, 三鹿 is the biggest brand for milk power and done the talking by many famous stars. 蒙牛 is the special use milk for Chinese Astronauts and 伊利 is done the talking by the world famous 110 hurdle athlete LiuXiang.  Now more and more people wonder what the NES brings to us? Even thought the quality of a product is great and stable, who can promise there's nothing wrong with it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, NES means testing department gives up it's legal responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help asking why does NES exist in the competitive market nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the reason from the internet. NES's real purpose is to remove regional protectionism. Before NES was released, many big brands of products were refused because they were not approved by the local testing department. A local director of AQSIQ even said " No problems of products won't be detected if they are tested by me". Many companies complained to the general testing department, so NES was born.  NES helps the big companies be bigger and break the block of local protectionism. But in my point of view, it's also a deprivation of rights from the local by the central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say NES solved some problems for the big companies at it was released. But it ran counter to original purpose further and further as time goes by.  On one hand, companies left no stones unturned to be proved by NES, on the other hand, the goverment green-lighted local companies out of identity of interests. Approving of layers and layers became  decorations if all the relationships were put through(relationship means a lot in China).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, the NES is just like a shoes with many holes gamed by all sides of interests and degenerated into a tool for collusion between officials and businessman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even so, I'm confident with the government. Let's rub our eyes and wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, I'm not good at writing this kind of article, let alone in English. I must have made many many mistakes because I even make some words like green-lighted by myself. Forgive my folly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8721092192499858934?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8721092192499858934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8721092192499858934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8721092192499858934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8721092192499858934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/thoughts-from-poisoned-dairy-product.html' title='Thoughts From Poisoned Dairy Product'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6528334754151896911</id><published>2008-09-25T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:23:48.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shenzhou 7th Spaceship Was Launched Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lPfzOJQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wOrqGP0l6MA/s1600-h/%E5%87%BA%E8%88%B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250675163725178114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lPfzOJQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wOrqGP0l6MA/s320/%E5%87%BA%E8%88%B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lTZQBrGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dwd3QNkXGFU/s1600-h/%E6%8B%9B%E6%89%8B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250675230686424162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lTZQBrGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dwd3QNkXGFU/s320/%E6%8B%9B%E6%89%8B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lYpvpMVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tIRfh3JJ5HU/s1600-h/%E6%8B%9B%E6%89%8B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250675321013350738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lYpvpMVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tIRfh3JJ5HU/s320/%E6%8B%9B%E6%89%8B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cdLN71xI/AAAAAAAAAN4/N3kW8t9T_L8/s1600-h/%E7%A5%9E%E5%B7%9E7%E5%8F%B7%E5%8D%87%E5%A4%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250524765625243410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cdLN71xI/AAAAAAAAAN4/N3kW8t9T_L8/s320/%E7%A5%9E%E5%B7%9E7%E5%8F%B7%E5%8D%87%E5%A4%A9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cZjVTxpI/AAAAAAAAANw/2-ntXxffyko/s1600-h/%E8%88%AA%E5%A4%A9%E5%91%98%E6%95%AC%E7%A4%BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250524703379146386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cZjVTxpI/AAAAAAAAANw/2-ntXxffyko/s320/%E8%88%AA%E5%A4%A9%E5%91%98%E6%95%AC%E7%A4%BC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cSyNBp7I/AAAAAAAAANo/ITkdSRwJWB8/s1600-h/%E5%9B%BD%E6%97%97%E4%B8%8B%E7%9A%84%E8%88%AA%E5%A4%A9%E5%91%98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250524587111851954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN2cSyNBp7I/AAAAAAAAANo/ITkdSRwJWB8/s320/%E5%9B%BD%E6%97%97%E4%B8%8B%E7%9A%84%E8%88%AA%E5%A4%A9%E5%91%98.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shenzhou means godlike ship. It's a series name of China's spaceship carrying people. The 7th held 3 astronauts to the space, and one of them will take a walk outside the spaceship. It's a very special time for all Chinese, especially us , the student of BUAA. Because many of the scientists studying the spaceship graduated from BUAA. You have known the Moon Festival, whose story is just a description of the dream we Chinese dreamt thousands years ago to explore the world outside the earth. And it came true after the footprint stepped by the American. Yes, that's a dream of all our mankinds.And I hope it's not a long time before we Chinese can land on the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6528334754151896911?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6528334754151896911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6528334754151896911' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6528334754151896911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6528334754151896911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/shenzhou-7th-spaceship-was-launched.html' title='Shenzhou 7th Spaceship Was Launched Tonight'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SN4lPfzOJQI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wOrqGP0l6MA/s72-c/%E5%87%BA%E8%88%B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6007127969601717934</id><published>2008-09-21T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:21:00.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what Funny Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZXr29S8DI/AAAAAAAAANM/rW5ad7ALn9k/s1600-h/%E7%BB%B5%E9%98%B3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248478826745491506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZXr29S8DI/AAAAAAAAANM/rW5ad7ALn9k/s320/%E7%BB%B5%E9%98%B3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZWWGTky6I/AAAAAAAAANE/iCmtiYu1RrY/s1600-h/%E5%B0%8F%E7%BA%A2%E5%B8%BD.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248477353396718498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZWWGTky6I/AAAAAAAAANE/iCmtiYu1RrY/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E7%BA%A2%E5%B8%BD.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVxwh9TPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7GrE6IDH-p8/s1600-h/2%E5%8F%AA%E5%B0%8F%E9%B1%BC.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248476729076174066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVxwh9TPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7GrE6IDH-p8/s320/2%E5%8F%AA%E5%B0%8F%E9%B1%BC.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVq4K_IcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Qt8EQ6WaH4M/s1600-h/%E5%B0%8F%E9%B8%A1%E5%95%84%E7%B1%B3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248476610868224450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVq4K_IcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Qt8EQ6WaH4M/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E9%B8%A1%E5%95%84%E7%B1%B3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVlkoAt2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ApXuNFCcfNQ/s1600-h/%E5%B0%8F%E7%86%8A.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248476519721908066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVlkoAt2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ApXuNFCcfNQ/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E7%86%8A.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVeWqUdVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PyvvU6DXKQU/s1600-h/%E8%80%81%E9%B9%B0.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248476395714409810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZVeWqUdVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PyvvU6DXKQU/s320/%E8%80%81%E9%B9%B0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6007127969601717934?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6007127969601717934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6007127969601717934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6007127969601717934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6007127969601717934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-funny-pictures.html' title='what Funny Pictures'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZXr29S8DI/AAAAAAAAANM/rW5ad7ALn9k/s72-c/%E7%BB%B5%E9%98%B3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4291555428506888046</id><published>2008-09-20T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:52:03.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is Full Of Fun</title><content type='html'>Saturday comes! It's a relax time, a celebration to get away temporarily from business of school work and to celebrate one of my roommate's 20th birthday. Seven of the eight roommates joined the celebration( the other guy just did his own business ). We advanced to the amusement park. Haha, it's unusual for us seven guys got together for entertainment outside except Karaoka. And we all enjoyed ourselves to the full. We did a lot of X-games in the amusement park. Of course X-games. What else can we do there! We didn't take our girl friends with us, besides, most of us don't have girl friends. You must feel sorry knowing it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you some photos of me and my roommates, they are all cool guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWeI2hZHII/AAAAAAAAAL0/O-WquKnNnyI/s1600-h/%E7%BB%8F%E5%85%B8%E9%80%A0%E5%9E%8B.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248274815681895554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWeI2hZHII/AAAAAAAAAL0/O-WquKnNnyI/s320/%E7%BB%8F%E5%85%B8%E9%80%A0%E5%9E%8B.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the classical formation of the liberation army on the stage in the 60s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNUc8h7J9CI/AAAAAAAAALE/PGvpr4zrJyg/s1600-h/3%E4%B8%AA%E5%A4%B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248132766994396194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNUc8h7J9CI/AAAAAAAAALE/PGvpr4zrJyg/s320/3%E4%B8%AA%E5%A4%B4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWfI_m3RrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hknjswLtKlM/s1600-h/tao1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248275917632390834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWfI_m3RrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hknjswLtKlM/s320/tao1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I and my bro on his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWgbPczSJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OrT06B8_LDA/s1600-h/%E5%A4%B1%E6%8E%A7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248277330634426514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWgbPczSJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OrT06B8_LDA/s320/%E5%A4%B1%E6%8E%A7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So horrible that I don't want to take another try. When the machine accelerated, my calf muscles draged me as if they are not mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWhG36VoYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BT2HlB0zs0M/s1600-h/dinner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248278080230105474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWhG36VoYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/BT2HlB0zs0M/s320/dinner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a buffet dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWhY-AFSdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ygIptnTO6x0/s1600-h/this+full1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248278391102458322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWhY-AFSdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ygIptnTO6x0/s320/this+full1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two hours later... Isn't it ugly? Haha, don't take it seriously. It just happens when I eat food more than enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know the hit machine? It's a game to test how strong of your blow. I defeated my two strongest guys with a score of 81t to 74t and 81t to 79t. Even I couldn't believe it. However, the price if high, I sprained my wrist because I eased my strength in advance. It is aching still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4291555428506888046?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4291555428506888046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4291555428506888046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4291555428506888046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4291555428506888046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-full-of-fun.html' title='Today Is Full Of Fun'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNWeI2hZHII/AAAAAAAAAL0/O-WquKnNnyI/s72-c/%E7%BB%8F%E5%85%B8%E9%80%A0%E5%9E%8B.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7127213440144505205</id><published>2008-09-17T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:16:02.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Class Of The New Semester</title><content type='html'>Boring, this is the only word I can describe the first class. The course is named Operating System, which I'm very eager to learn. However, all the signs of the class tell me I've expected it too much. The key factor is the teacher. Though in the university, self-study is rather important, a good teacher can surely guide you to help you study faster and more effectively. It seems no hope for me to gain much from him. His voice is really bad. He doesn't have a strong accent, nor does his volume. But he talks just as he has not only one throat. Imagine what that would be like. You can hear something but can not catch it let alone keep it in mind. If you record his voice, maybe it can be a good music for sleep(Stu, maybe you can try it, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no matter how bad it is, I'll go on learning in my way. Hopefully, the next two classes in the afternoon can give me surprise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7127213440144505205?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7127213440144505205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7127213440144505205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7127213440144505205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7127213440144505205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-class-of-new-semester.html' title='The First Class Of The New Semester'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8572575699695266283</id><published>2008-09-16T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:39:32.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Start</title><content type='html'>My junior semester will start tomorrow. I shall work hard from now on. Less games, less hesitation, more works on some meaningful things: improve my GPA, keep a good interaction with my friends, update my blog whenever I have some thoughts to share, improve my English etc. The tuition of this semester is three times larger than before, I can't afford it if i'm just playing through this semester. I have a clear goal: go to the US, a country of freedom. Nothing can help me to go there but the hardwork of myself. However, I don't think I'm the person who is strong enough to chase his dream to the end. Sometimes, I make the front big while the end small though I hate it. Why do I still can't find something to keep motivating me to step forward all the time? Is my life so good that makes me lose morale? No, I know it clearly that I'm not satisfied with my life now. I hate it I still earn my living depending on my parents when I'm this old. Perhaps I say too much and do too little. Shameful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8572575699695266283?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8572575699695266283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8572575699695266283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8572575699695266283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8572575699695266283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-start.html' title='A New Start'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2732726975085823816</id><published>2008-09-15T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:35:36.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I watched the weight lifting of Paralympics</title><content type='html'>The weight lifting of both Olympics and Paralympics is held in one of the gyms of my university. Today my friend told me that the university student are free to watch the game, I quited my work at once heading for the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many audiences here at the gym. This was my first time to see so many disabled people on their wheelchairs. I adore them for their positive attitude to life. I'm not sure whether I'll be as strong as them if I'm disabled. I don't want to watch the Paralympics on TV, the only reason of that is I feel heart broken seeing so many disabled bodies. However, if I am the disabled athlete, I think I need audiences to support me, not avoiding eyesight.  We should not just feel I'm sorry facing the disabled, I think we'd better treat them just like ordinary people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an audience, I think the competitive atmosphere is more or less coverd by the warm air of friendship and care. Every athlete, no matter win or lose, received a warm applause. Everyone is a winner just appearing on the stage. In my heart, I want to give each of the athlets a warm hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2732726975085823816?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2732726975085823816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2732726975085823816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2732726975085823816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2732726975085823816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-watched-weight-lifting-of-paralympics.html' title='I watched the weight lifting of Paralympics'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2485204175282664650</id><published>2008-09-14T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T07:32:10.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My cat died</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZZcQrTTGI/AAAAAAAAANU/T_la_JH59Ws/s1600-h/%E5%B0%8F%E7%8C%AB1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248480757794688098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZZcQrTTGI/AAAAAAAAANU/T_la_JH59Ws/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E7%8C%AB1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat, as a matter of fact, she's my roommate's, died tonight, the full moon night. I write this article to memory her, although the time we spent is no more than four days, apparently we've built a relationship which make me really sad now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She fell from the 6th foor, she wasn't killed at once, and when we found her, she's already there about 5 minutes. She fell down from the the dormitory opposite from the one next to us. Nobody know how she fell down. Is she murdered or is it just an accident? I can't believe someone will kill the lovely cat on purpose, if it was indeed caused by someone, he must don't meant to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched her dying, she kept her eyes wide open, starring at me. I touched her hair, I felt the temperature of her skin was falling. She had no strength to breath, at intervals, she opened her mouth to take a cough. Her mouth and nose seep with blood. Just kept her eyes wide open, starring at me. Not too long, she died, with her eyes still open. I tried to close her eyes, failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you don't have the ability to take care of an animal, don't do it. And it reminds me of my dog again. Wish you happy in paradise, the full moon witness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2485204175282664650?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2485204175282664650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2485204175282664650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2485204175282664650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2485204175282664650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-cat-died.html' title='My cat died'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SNZZcQrTTGI/AAAAAAAAANU/T_la_JH59Ws/s72-c/%E5%B0%8F%E7%8C%AB1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2276202318977524862</id><published>2008-09-14T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:46:57.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Mid-Autumn Festival</title><content type='html'>Tonight the moon will be the fullest ever, because it's Mid-Autumn Festival or you can call the Moon Festival. It's one of the three biggest troditional festivals in China. We have three-day holiday on this day. This is the time when families get together watching the moon. We have a rich dinner tonight. What make it different are the mooncakes and pomegrantates. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a long story of the origin of the Moon Festival. I'll write it for short. Long long time ago, there were 10 suns in the sky, 9 of which were shot down by a man called Hou Yi. Hou Yi married a beautiful woman Chang Er. One day Hou Yi got a elixir from the queen mother of the west. Because it was only one, he couldn't take it for he don't want to leave her wife alone. So he let Chang Er keep it. But one of Houyi's prentices found where the elixir was hiden. When HouYi was out hunting, he forced Chang Er to take out the elixir, she tooke it instead of handing it out. So Chang Er flied away to the sky. She settled at the moon which is the nearest place to HouYi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMzLJYYmXbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YIOilO_uXdE/s320/%E5%AB%A6%E5%A8%A5%E5%A5%94%E6%9C%88.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245791028004674994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are moon cakes we eat tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMzMGCwEFQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xRfE7MWwvJE/s1600-h/%E4%B8%AD%E7%A7%8B%E6%9C%88%E9%A5%BC.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMzMGCwEFQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xRfE7MWwvJE/s320/%E4%B8%AD%E7%A7%8B%E6%9C%88%E9%A5%BC.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245792070169531650" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favorite poem about the Moon Festival. It's written by Su Shi(Song dynasty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I 'll show you the English version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;"Thinking of You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px;font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 22px; font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;When will the moon be clear and bright?&lt;br /&gt;With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to ride the wind to fly home.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions are much too high and cold for me.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with my moon-lit shadow&lt;br /&gt;It does not seem like the human world&lt;br /&gt;The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors&lt;br /&gt;Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge&lt;br /&gt;Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart?&lt;br /&gt;People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart&lt;br /&gt;The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane&lt;br /&gt;This has been going on since the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;May we all be blessed with longevity Though far apart, we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2276202318977524862?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2276202318977524862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2276202318977524862' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2276202318977524862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2276202318977524862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-mid-autumn-festival.html' title='Today is Mid-Autumn Festival'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMzLJYYmXbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YIOilO_uXdE/s72-c/%E5%AB%A6%E5%A8%A5%E5%A5%94%E6%9C%88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6652636874043540809</id><published>2008-09-13T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:44:57.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The policy of religion in China</title><content type='html'>Every Chinese citizen is free to choose what God to believe. It's permitted by the law. If you are a party member of Chinese communist, that means you choose no god to believe. That's your choice, so don't say that there is no religious freedom for party members. The base of the theory of Chinese communist is Marxizm, a tatally materialism, which means we don't believe there is a god or soul.&lt;div&gt;In most countries, there's no collision between politicl belief and religious belief and always the latter has a deep influence on the former. Americans absolutely won't choose a man who is buddhist or Muslem as their president. The president of Arbic countries must be muslem. However only communist countries advocate atheism and all the things are based on science, which makes Americans think incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't believe there is a god. But I do believe someone believe there's a god and god blesses them. I believe miracles, and for someone who believe god, there is a miracle. Were there a God, I pray all my friends(especilly Charli) will be healthy all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6652636874043540809?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6652636874043540809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6652636874043540809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6652636874043540809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6652636874043540809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/policy-of-religion-in-china.html' title='The policy of religion in China'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7293350540676097991</id><published>2008-09-12T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:44:36.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The church nearest my university</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtSKKx0YcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e40N3_lJfs4/s1600-h/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtSKKx0YcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e40N3_lJfs4/s320/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245376525648552386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtSAyhu9iI/AAAAAAAAAKk/h-bw-MZ1Ccc/s1600-h/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtSAyhu9iI/AAAAAAAAAKk/h-bw-MZ1Ccc/s320/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245376364519814690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtR8OhkOlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g4zAr3mqR9Q/s1600-h/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtR8OhkOlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g4zAr3mqR9Q/s320/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245376286135958098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRvbYN-0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/HO9QTkTK-GU/s1600-h/cunlijiaotang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRvbYN-0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/HO9QTkTK-GU/s320/cunlijiaotang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245376066248112962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRpHeGwQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-XcPHvOEcAA/s1600-h/%E4%B8%AD%E5%85%B3%E6%9D%91%E5%86%85%E9%83%A8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRpHeGwQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-XcPHvOEcAA/s320/%E4%B8%AD%E5%85%B3%E6%9D%91%E5%86%85%E9%83%A8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245375957824880898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRjBQQ9XI/AAAAAAAAAKE/YjZpiujTTQ8/s1600-h/%E4%B8%AD%E5%85%B3%E6%9D%91%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtRjBQQ9XI/AAAAAAAAAKE/YjZpiujTTQ8/s320/%E4%B8%AD%E5%85%B3%E6%9D%91%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245375853077001586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like the door of the church. It has some meannings, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7293350540676097991?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7293350540676097991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7293350540676097991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7293350540676097991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7293350540676097991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/church-nearest-my-university.html' title='The church nearest my university'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMtSKKx0YcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/e40N3_lJfs4/s72-c/%E6%9D%91%E9%87%8C2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5090733403443077154</id><published>2008-09-11T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:15:44.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapels In China</title><content type='html'>Though I'm not a Christian, I respect God. He saves my grandparents from despair, sorrow and loneliness. My grandpa died from cerebral thrombosis. When he was alive suffering the pain of illness, he couldn't talk or move. My grandma took care of him carefully. She had nothing to do but took care of him. One day, a group of people came to her house, brought god to her. From then on, she could read books, write characters and talk to people from the church. Everyday is substantial for her. I'm thankful for god, he does a really good thing for my grandma. It just remind me of the song When you believe... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many Christians in China, so are the chapels. I will show you some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj8MlACbwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TozzY3AH3W8/s1600-h/%E5%8D%97%E5%94%902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244719059093843714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj8MlACbwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TozzY3AH3W8/s320/%E5%8D%97%E5%94%902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj7hLyZ_BI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d--nyCHTG0s/s1600-h/%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244718313591405586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj7hLyZ_BI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d--nyCHTG0s/s320/%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj7bn8espI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HX5WJPjdQgw/s1600-h/%E5%8D%97%E5%A0%82%E5%A9%9A%E7%A4%BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244718218070635154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244717371444369618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj6qWBDGNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Vjae-jAuOqk/s320/%E5%BE%90%E5%AE%B6%E6%B1%87%E5%A4%A9%E4%B8%BB%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj6f--fEwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Kik7NN4P3VY/s1600-h/%E5%8C%97%E4%BA%AC%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82xiugai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244717193460912898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj6f--fEwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Kik7NN4P3VY/s320/%E5%8C%97%E4%BA%AC%E6%95%99%E5%A0%82xiugai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5090733403443077154?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5090733403443077154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5090733403443077154' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5090733403443077154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5090733403443077154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/chapels-in-china.html' title='Chapels In China'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMj8MlACbwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TozzY3AH3W8/s72-c/%E5%8D%97%E5%94%902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5223411072478882445</id><published>2008-09-10T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T06:29:39.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic 3D Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHf0P45TI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GEuTXYwtUXA/s1600-h/%E6%B3%A2%E6%B5%AA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244379640511391026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHf0P45TI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GEuTXYwtUXA/s320/%E6%B3%A2%E6%B5%AA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHR6RC83I/AAAAAAAAAIk/xgwhQ06awtk/s1600-h/%E8%8C%B6%E5%A3%B6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244379401608688498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHR6RC83I/AAAAAAAAAIk/xgwhQ06awtk/s320/%E8%8C%B6%E5%A3%B6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teapot and cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHF9pz--I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JxwOO_e3ExM/s1600-h/%E8%9B%90%E8%9B%90.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244379196359441378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHF9pz--I/AAAAAAAAAIc/JxwOO_e3ExM/s320/%E8%9B%90%E8%9B%90.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cricket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfG6U6TW0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/GX_aafgLk3c/s1600-h/%E6%81%90%E9%BE%99%E5%92%8C%E7%8A%80%E7%89%9B.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244378996444191554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfG6U6TW0I/AAAAAAAAAIU/GX_aafgLk3c/s320/%E6%81%90%E9%BE%99%E5%92%8C%E7%8A%80%E7%89%9B.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinosaur and rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfGtROk9_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/J64oCQVg6wQ/s1600-h/%E5%90%84%E7%A7%8D%E6%B0%B4%E6%9E%9C.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244378772117190642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfGtROk9_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/J64oCQVg6wQ/s320/%E5%90%84%E7%A7%8D%E6%B0%B4%E6%9E%9C.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the fruits are 3D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For beginners, the recipe of watching these photos is to firstly watch close to the screen, then slowly turn your head back, while moving, don't let your eyes focus on the screen, but deeper into the screen. You'll get 3D characters all of a sudden. That's a scientific field of studying your right brain, which incharges your sense of space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may look at the photo for a very very long time with nothing comes out. Haha, if someone don't know will doubt whether you are hexxed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends, just try! I won't cheat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5223411072478882445?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5223411072478882445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5223411072478882445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5223411072478882445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5223411072478882445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/magic-3d-photos.html' title='Magic 3D Photos'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMfHf0P45TI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GEuTXYwtUXA/s72-c/%E6%B3%A2%E6%B5%AA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-1031762237364977893</id><published>2008-09-08T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:49:19.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I like a Chinese, a Japanese, a Korean or an Indian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMUC40pPyAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CJx-wLZ3Dgg/s1600-h/%E4%BB%96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243600516370384898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMUC40pPyAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CJx-wLZ3Dgg/s320/%E4%BB%96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the photo in the dorm using the camera of my laptop. Not very clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-1031762237364977893?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/1031762237364977893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=1031762237364977893' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1031762237364977893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/1031762237364977893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-i-like-chinese-japanese-korean-or.html' title='Am I like a Chinese, a Japanese, a Korean or an Indian?'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMUC40pPyAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/CJx-wLZ3Dgg/s72-c/%E4%BB%96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5291575268893509290</id><published>2008-09-08T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:07:28.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I took part in a famous TV show "Special6+1"</title><content type='html'>Today, CCTV-2 broadcasted the show"special6+1" in which I took part as an audience 2 months ago(just the time summer vocation began).This show was for the coming Teacher's Day. I sat at the place nearest to the host, performers and dry ice emitter(it scared me to scream out several times during the record). I went with 2 of my roommates. The first row of audience are all girls except the three of us in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;We were really lucky. Not only because of the girls surrounded with us, but also the host was always making eye contact with us while he was talking. They gave us a big chance to appear on the TV. HAHA. I phoned my parents to turn on the TV and watch me. To my surprise, they just couldn't recognize me! I pretended to be so angry that I said to my mom &lt;em&gt;You don't miss me for you can't recognize me on TV!&lt;/em&gt;  HaHa, Mom said she watched the TV so carefull that she almost cried. My mother is a really good mom. I'm not at home for 5 months just turn she crazy, let alone if my brother leave her for Japan.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny during the record of the show. I think myself goodlooking enough to attract the camera lens so I behave myself seriously(scared by the dry ice emitter is an exception). My poor fellow was demanded to perform on the stage! His task was to follow what the fitness instructor had done. The instructor did push-up with her ankles upon a big soft ball, but he did it on his ass! All the audiences bursted into laughters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5291575268893509290?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5291575268893509290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5291575268893509290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5291575268893509290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5291575268893509290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-took-part-in-famous-tv-show-special61.html' title='I took part in a famous TV show &quot;Special6+1&quot;'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5247260115774900556</id><published>2008-09-06T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:28:13.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it matter that let Grus japonensis be the national bird of China?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMLZxFf6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SCuyaoa4I70/s1600-h/%E4%B8%B9%E9%A1%B6%E9%B9%A4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMLZxFf6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SCuyaoa4I70/s320/%E4%B8%B9%E9%A1%B6%E9%B9%A4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242992353525523298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red-crowned crane is selected to be candidate of the national bird of China by the public. And Forestry Bureau has submitted it to the higher authority, but they haven't received any reply yet. It's said that the focus of the discussion is " The Latin name of Red-crowned crane is Grus japonensis, which is not a sutible name for the national bird of China."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason why the Latin name of Red-crouned crane can raise such a big dispute is that many people hold narrow ethnic culture, which is not compatible with the modern cultural conception, such as openess, tolerance and sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the dispute implies people are not confident with their culture. For thousands of years, China is alway being the center of Asia, occupying the position of culture delivering, formed the cultural circle of Confucianism and became one of the most important culture types of the world. However, in the near 100 years, the culture delivering almost totally stopped, Chinese were no more confident with the cultural position and even ran to contendding cultural heritage with their little brothers in the circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiangling Rite is not Dragon boat festival, Korean Medicine is not equal to Chinese traditional medical science, lead printing type is not wooden printing type and Japanese characters are not totally equal to Chinese characters. The cultures considered as rubbish are now blooming in the countries nearby and still give a positive influence to the country and people. When they claim they own the culture value and made contributions to that, do we have face to argue with them? China is a big county, but many Chinese don't have a great-power mentality they should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culture can be shared and in return sharing can extend the value of culture. I've seen a lot of Japanese paintings where red-crowned cranes are flying in the snow storm, not the same with Chinese painting where cranes are always with pine meaning long life. I don't study much about the cranes between Japanese and Chinese paintings, but what I often see in a disaster people made a thousand paper cranes giving each other and blessing which shows us it's not difficult to share our culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the judges of national bird is just a surface layer of the culture. How to restore the sense of worth broken up by the reality of the citizens is even more important. If our sense of culture is open, tolerant and multicomponent,and our spirit is confident, free and proud, how can the Grus japonensis be a debatable question?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5247260115774900556?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5247260115774900556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5247260115774900556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5247260115774900556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5247260115774900556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/does-it-matter-that-let-grus-japonensis.html' title='Does it matter that let Grus japonensis be the national bird of China?'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SMLZxFf6Y2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SCuyaoa4I70/s72-c/%E4%B8%B9%E9%A1%B6%E9%B9%A4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8987528699298033466</id><published>2008-09-05T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:56:45.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my recording I HAVE A DREAM</title><content type='html'>I read it. I've no idea about of my pronunciation. Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/NkoxEg_HTb0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/NkoxEg_HTb0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8987528699298033466?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8987528699298033466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8987528699298033466' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8987528699298033466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8987528699298033466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-my-recording-i-have-dream.html' title='This is my recording I HAVE A DREAM'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6184720405924926861</id><published>2008-09-05T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:22:43.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paralympic Games Is Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/GJPh-6_tM-g"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/GJPh-6_tM-g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This show is called Thousand-armed Goddess of Mercy. It was performed by the deaf mute. You  can see three teachers in different directions on the stage corner gesticulating to let them move with the rhythm of the music. They are so beautiful and strong. It's one of my favorite performance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6184720405924926861?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6184720405924926861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6184720405924926861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6184720405924926861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6184720405924926861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/paralympic-games-is-coming.html' title='The Paralympic Games Is Coming'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6667457226601411705</id><published>2008-09-04T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:52:12.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems many people hate Chinese</title><content type='html'>This morning, I logged in AIM and went in the chat room, the first time. I said I'm a Chinese in public. Someone replied immediately, "I hate Chinese. " "Another Asian. " "They cheat." Upset indeed, I went out of the room, thinking " Is it a good choice to go to America? They hate Chinese. "&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always when I wake up, I will say "Have a good day!" to myself. However, I don't think I will have a good day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6667457226601411705?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6667457226601411705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6667457226601411705' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6667457226601411705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6667457226601411705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-seems-many-people-hate-chinese.html' title='It seems many people hate Chinese'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-195479249582605314</id><published>2008-09-04T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:14:50.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Map showes My Hometown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL-Y62v66BI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BApD1YzZ2vc/s1600-h/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E5%AE%B6%E4%B9%A1haha.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242076628178888722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL-Y62v66BI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BApD1YzZ2vc/s320/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E5%AE%B6%E4%B9%A1haha.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-195479249582605314?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/195479249582605314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=195479249582605314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/195479249582605314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/195479249582605314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/google-map-showes-my-hometown.html' title='Google Map showes My Hometown'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL-Y62v66BI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BApD1YzZ2vc/s72-c/%E6%88%91%E7%9A%84%E5%AE%B6%E4%B9%A1haha.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6748002123099391403</id><published>2008-09-03T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:34:11.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Earthquake, the Photo showes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL9wf4JZcbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aImgXoxJs00/s1600-h/%E6%AF%8D%E7%88%B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242032184232604082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL9wf4JZcbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aImgXoxJs00/s320/%E6%AF%8D%E7%88%B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of August 30th, two dead bodies were digged out at a small village of Pan Zhi Hua(攀枝花). When the family were having  dinner, the earthquake came all at once, the Mother protected her daughter from hurt using her own back as a shelf, whose hand was holding chopsticks with no time to drop. At the last step to death, the Mother still protected her daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6748002123099391403?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6748002123099391403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6748002123099391403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6748002123099391403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6748002123099391403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-earthquake-photo-showes.html' title='After the Earthquake, the Photo showes...'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL9wf4JZcbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aImgXoxJs00/s72-c/%E6%AF%8D%E7%88%B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4483581667486980719</id><published>2008-09-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:59:32.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Test On the New Explorer---Google Chrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL6w8UdAYXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Xnm8hxx4Xnk/s1600-h/hahhahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241821566634844530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL6w8UdAYXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Xnm8hxx4Xnk/s320/hahhahaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google Chrome was released this morning. I couldn't want to download it and install.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the plain interface and the new function of address field. The connection speed is much improved compared to IE 7 and Firefox. However, I found some something inconvenient about Google Chrome. Take blogger.com as an example, the characters and letters become smaller and ill-favored shown by Google Chrome. And it's not compatible with a lot of software. I just can't pick out the word for translation from the screen. I know all of these bugs will be removed quite soon 'cos it's very usual to meets all kinds of bugs when a product is released especially software. See how many plug-ins haven been added to windows XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a good thing that Microsoft meet a strong opponent in the field of explorer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4483581667486980719?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4483581667486980719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4483581667486980719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4483581667486980719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4483581667486980719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/test-on-new-explorer-google-chrome.html' title='A Test On the New Explorer---Google Chrome'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SL6w8UdAYXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Xnm8hxx4Xnk/s72-c/hahhahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8907880673865382944</id><published>2008-09-02T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:40:20.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 3) Learn Chinese---Make An Appointment</title><content type='html'>-挺 无聊的 是吧。我这儿 有个 好差事。&lt;br /&gt;(PinYin: ting wuliaode shiba. wozhe'er youge haochaishi)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do? I have a good news.&lt;br /&gt;-说来 听听。&lt;br /&gt;(PinYin: shuolai tingting)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;-和我 去 798 吧？&lt;br /&gt;(hewo qu qi-jiu-ba ba?)&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to visit Beijing 798 Art Zone.&lt;br /&gt;-哦？貌似 听说 过 那里。&lt;br /&gt;(o? maosi tingshuo guo nali.)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it seems that I hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;-来不？&lt;br /&gt;(lai bu?)&lt;br /&gt;Will you come?&lt;br /&gt;-什么 时候 啊？&lt;br /&gt;(sheme shihou a?)&lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt;-后天，到 时候 定 吧。&lt;br /&gt;(hou tian, dao shihou ding ba)&lt;br /&gt;The day after tomorrow, we make it at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/lMPB-DA-CLk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/lMPB-DA-CLk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8907880673865382944?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8907880673865382944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8907880673865382944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8907880673865382944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8907880673865382944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-3-learn-chinese-make-appointment.html' title='(Part 3) Learn Chinese---Make An Appointment'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8508807046239411448</id><published>2008-09-02T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:24:45.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vagarious Custom for fishermen in My Hometown---The Taboo of Eating Fish</title><content type='html'>You shouldn't turn over the body of fish. As to cook a fish, you can only remove the viscus unable to eat to keep the whole shape of the fish for all kinds of fish except hairtail or eel which has a long body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When eating the fish, usually, the host will first direct with his chopsticks to the fish to eat for the guest, and let the guest take the first bite to show his gracious hospitality. When one side of the fish is eaten up, remember, neither the host nor the guest can turn the fish over. The host will teach you how to eat without turning it over. In addition, you should not say "turn it over", either. Because "turn it over" means "turn the ship over". That's ominous for a fisherman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why "turn the fish over" means "turn the ship over"? In ancient Chinese, fish means dragon, someone called dragonfish. And ship means wooden dragon(you can often see dragon boat competition in Chinese traditional festival). So fish and ship have some relationship for fishermen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's just a custom for fisherman family. When my families are eating a fish, we don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8508807046239411448?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8508807046239411448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8508807046239411448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8508807046239411448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8508807046239411448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/vagarious-custom-for-fishermen-in-my.html' title='Vagarious Custom for fishermen in My Hometown---The Taboo of Eating Fish'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-47339104824408247</id><published>2008-09-01T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:39:48.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Chinese school boys---Backdorm Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/IlLa9E7DnLE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/IlLa9E7DnLE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-47339104824408247?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/47339104824408247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=47339104824408247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/47339104824408247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/47339104824408247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-chinese-school-boys-backdorm-boys.html' title='Funny Chinese school boys---Backdorm Boys'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6959528474899952800</id><published>2008-09-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T07:19:30.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 2) Learn Chinese: Greetings</title><content type='html'>-嘿，你好！(pinyin: hei, ni hao!) Hey, hello!&lt;br /&gt;-你好！Hello.&lt;br /&gt;-好久不见了。(pinyin: hao jiu bu jian le.) Long time no see.&lt;br /&gt;-是啊。(pinyin: shi a.) Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;-最近你都干嘛呢？(pinyin: zui jin ni dou gan ma ne?) What are you doing these days?&lt;br /&gt;-没干嘛，挺无聊的。(pinyin: mei gan ma, ting wu liao de.) Nothing, just bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These is the dialogue I used in the dining hall to greet one of my friend happen to meet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/QXMCo4OVXO4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/QXMCo4OVXO4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6959528474899952800?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6959528474899952800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6959528474899952800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6959528474899952800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6959528474899952800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2-learn-chinese-greetings.html' title='(Part 2) Learn Chinese: Greetings'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4555891779641037913</id><published>2008-09-01T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T06:09:44.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tallest man and his wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvo5JbEbjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LDKqMxKWBsI/s1600-h/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241038659855347250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvo5JbEbjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LDKqMxKWBsI/s320/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvo177KMPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NhrkPGwhFcQ/s1600-h/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241038604692238578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvo177KMPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NhrkPGwhFcQ/s320/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvoyWcY0iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQQaa5LwQV8/s1600-h/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241038543091454498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvoyWcY0iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQQaa5LwQV8/s320/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tallest man Bao Xi Shun and his wife. More imformation about him are here&lt;a href="http://gaijinstudies.blogspot.com/2008/08/tallest-man-on-earth.html"&gt;http://gaijinstudies.blogspot.com/2008/08/tallest-man-on-earth.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4555891779641037913?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4555891779641037913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4555891779641037913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4555891779641037913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4555891779641037913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/09/tallest-man-and-his-wife.html' title='The tallest man and his wife'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvo5JbEbjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/LDKqMxKWBsI/s72-c/%E9%B2%8D%E5%96%9C%E9%A1%BA%E5%92%8C%E5%A6%BB%E5%AD%903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6255894541743053911</id><published>2008-09-01T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T05:55:19.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine Products, Fisherman of My hometown</title><content type='html'>There is no salmon in the sea area of my hometown. In China, salmon only can be seen in Hei Longjiang River( or Amur in Russian ) which is in the northest of China. Yes, I often see cod and tuna in the seafood market, but these kinds of fish are only shipped by ocean fleet. Normal fishermen owning a little ship cannot catch those kinds of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hometown is rich in Mackerel Fish(马鲛鱼), Shua Guang Fish(沙光鱼), Flathead Fish(狗腿鱼), Cymoglossus robustus(踏板鱼), hairtail(带鱼), Big Yellow Croaker(大黄鱼), Small Yellow Croaker(小黄鱼), Swimming Crab(梭子蟹), XiaPoPo(虾婆婆), Octopus(章鱼), Prawn(东方对虾) and many many other kinds of marine products. The English names of these kinds of fish may not be exactly correct, because nearly all of them only produced by my hometown and I eat them almost everyday before I come to Beijing. They are so delicious that I miss my hometown very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will show you all the pictures about the marine products I've metioned. &lt;/div&gt;(The order of the photos below is by the order of the name I mentioned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvc5VBD_nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8wReyczERHc/s1600-h/%E9%A9%AC%E9%B2%9B%E9%B1%BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025468827958898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvc5VBD_nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8wReyczERHc/s320/%E9%A9%AC%E9%B2%9B%E9%B1%BC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvdDaRwgZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LFsK72cijEo/s1600-h/%E6%B2%99%E5%85%89%E9%B1%BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241025642038854034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvdDaRwgZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/LFsK72cijEo/s320/%E6%B2%99%E5%85%89%E9%B1%BC.jpg" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLvc5VBD_nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8wReyczERHc/s72-c/%E9%A9%AC%E9%B2%9B%E9%B1%BC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6500497909334818438</id><published>2008-08-31T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:46:53.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THe sea of my hometown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLtXZ8MgOaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V4X6f6SmLn8/s1600-h/%E8%A1%A5%E6%B8%94%E7%BD%91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240878694542621090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLtXZ8MgOaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V4X6f6SmLn8/s320/%E8%A1%A5%E6%B8%94%E7%BD%91.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6500497909334818438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6500497909334818438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6500497909334818438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/sea-of-my-hometown.html' title='THe sea of my hometown'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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I'm not a teacher, so I'm not professional. Nonetheless, I'll still try my best to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese characters just like a picture to draw. To learn it well, you should learn how to speak them. So you must learn Pin Yin, or phonetic transcription to speak the characters. Pin Yin is a very very important tool for learning Chinese. Take me as an example. You know, there are many accents in English, and Chinese is without exception. And the accents of Chinese are even more complicated. Compared to mandarin, the Chinese of Hong Kong sounds really different, just like a foreign language. I can't say that accent well. And my hometown has its own accent, my parents speak mandarin with a heavy hometown accent, while my mandarin is so good that no one can tell whether I come from north or south. In addition, the Taiwanese just speak mandarin with only few words different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every Chinese learn mandarin with Pin Yin as a start. I did it, too. Having a good master of Pin Yin is the key to correct your speaking. Only read characters according to Pin Yin can I remove my hometown accent. The only reason why some Chinese can't speak mandarin is that they don't learn Pin Yin well, so is the case of my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a word, the better you master Pin Yin, the better you speak mandarin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6758261558025903099?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6758261558025903099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6758261558025903099' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6758261558025903099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6758261558025903099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-my-pleasure-to-do-something-helpful.html' title='It&apos;s my pleasure to do something helpful with your Chinese(Part 1)'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-55960372362564175</id><published>2008-08-30T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:36:07.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Panda Sneezes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/2imc3z5PWdU"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/2imc3z5PWdU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="340" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-55960372362564175?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/55960372362564175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=55960372362564175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/55960372362564175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/55960372362564175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-panda-sneezes.html' title='When Panda Sneezes'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-7103244043955044643</id><published>2008-08-30T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T04:42:49.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Opening Ceremony gave an answer to the question" Which is more important, looks or talent?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLp1hfJSgKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/A7YCokANN68/s1600-h/1000560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240630334555586722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLp1hfJSgKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/A7YCokANN68/s320/1000560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Yang Peiyi left, Lin Miaoke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give an answer to the question "which is more important, looks or talent? ", we will do some psychological analysis and some social practice to get statistics. That's a reading matter for adults. However, when we refer to the children's, we are always saying that talent is more important.After all, the world of children is still pute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the Beijing opening ceremony told us which was. At the first sight of the nine-year old girl Linmiaoke singing, I guessed it was lip-synch since she gave a bigger part at performing instead of singing. And a news on how can she be chosen just let me feel more doubtful, because it seemed that the director was choosing an actress not a singer. An article of a mainstream website confirmed it. It was not a simply lip-synch, the voice was not even hers. It came from a girl 2-years younger than Lin, whose name is Yangpeiyi. When asked if she feel a pity not appearaning at the stage, she gave a quite adult-like-tone answer."I'm satisfied with my voice appearing at the opening and that's enough." I wonder it's just an old head on young shoulders or she's been given directions by someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the question of "which is more important,looks or talent?" Some scholars will continue to go further study and discussion. You can still see some articles from teen-reading material saying "Looks is not important" and teachers will instil this idea into their students volubly. However, it won't work to these two girls and their fellows any more. The society has given them a unforgettable lesson for life when they haven't been adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-7103244043955044643?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/7103244043955044643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=7103244043955044643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7103244043955044643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/7103244043955044643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-ceremony-gave-answer-to-question.html' title='The Opening Ceremony gave an answer to the question&quot; Which is more important, looks or talent?&quot;'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLp1hfJSgKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/A7YCokANN68/s72-c/1000560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8145740042749331231</id><published>2008-08-29T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T04:43:23.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing My Dog</title><content type='html'>Wake up, sadly, I dreamt of my dog again. She passed away nearly 4 years. A lovely one-year old dog. I have never dreamt such a sad dream. Here is the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played with my dog in the mountain. ( My hometown does have a lot of mountains, and this is the most normal scene where I can play with my dog afer her death.) All of a sudden, a huge polar bear ran at me. I was scared away while my dog jumped at the bear and bit its neck. But she is so small to face such a big monster. The bear smacked her heavily onto the ground with its big pawl. I stopped, and saw the bear snapping at her neck. It was bleeding. And my dog just looked at me without a blink. The bear disappeared, I ran to my dog, siezing her firmly with my arms and cried heavily for my cowardice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog died at her second summer when I was grade one at high school. She was poisoned by the porridge mixed with rat poison outside my house when she sliped out of the door secretly . At that time, I was living in another house nearby my school which is a long distance away from my house by the sea where my dog lived. She lived with my parents. I went home once two weeks just to see her. when she was dying, my father is the only person who is with her. I was miles away. Father said she cried with mouth full of saliva when she was dying. He gave her a buria at sea... Two days after her death, just the day I would come back home to see her, Father told me her death. You know, what was my feeling at that time. I had nothing to do just cried. When I returned home, I looked for her everywhere, burbling her name, and collected her hairs from sofa to bed, all the evidence that proved we were together once. I put all her hairs into a iron box with the only two photos of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8145740042749331231?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8145740042749331231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8145740042749331231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8145740042749331231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8145740042749331231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/missing-my-dog.html' title='Missing My Dog'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6572574604013969014</id><published>2008-08-29T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:59:36.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oldest Rock Painting in China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLi3jakv3DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0PaJ3a13yvU/s1600-h/%E5%B2%A9%E7%94%BB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139985502329906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLi3jakv3DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0PaJ3a13yvU/s320/%E5%B2%A9%E7%94%BB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLi3Y8wEMpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ekaBrjrrjIU/s1600-h/%E5%B0%86%E5%86%9B%E5%B4%96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240139805698044562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLi3Y8wEMpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ekaBrjrrjIU/s320/%E5%B0%86%E5%86%9B%E5%B4%96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;em&gt;General Cliff Rock Painting&lt;/em&gt; (将军崖岩画)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;locates in Haizhou district, Lianyungang(my hometown, not the same district). It is the oldest rock painting in China, the first rock painting found in the Southeast coastal area, and the only rock painting which reflects the content originally adored by tribal society of agriculture. It is Important Historical Monuments under Special Preservation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6572574604013969014?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6572574604013969014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6572574604013969014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6572574604013969014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6572574604013969014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/oldest-rock-painting-in-china.html' title='The Oldest Rock Painting in China'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLi3jakv3DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0PaJ3a13yvU/s72-c/%E5%B2%A9%E7%94%BB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-5523077225318391315</id><published>2008-08-29T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:19:29.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of My Chinese Name</title><content type='html'>My name is "陶旭". "陶"means pottery; "旭" means the rising sun at dawn. To tell you the truth, my name is not thought of by my parents, it was named by my grandpa by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a brother, who is two years older than me. When he was born, my farther had thougt a pair of names already: "陶治" and "陶冶". You could think it looks like the same at first sight. Pay attention to "治" and "冶". "治" means management; "冶" means to smelt, and "陶冶" is a ready made word which means to exert a favourable influence (on a person's character，etc.) I think it's a good idea but before my mother give birth to me, she just disagree with the idea. She think "冶" sounds like "野" which means rude or wild. At last, my mother give my brother and I names: "陶明辉" and "陶明锐". You can tell that there is only a difference at the last chatacter. The first name "陶" is just like "Cook" of "David Cook", it comes from your father's name. The middle name "明" is to show your position in the family hierarchy, and it's not compulsory,cause you can see many two-character name. The last name "锐" is just like "David" of  "David cook".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's name is "陶明辉"，which is used till now. However my name isn't "陶明锐", my grandpa mistooke it. It happened at the day of registered permanent residence for my cousin and I. He was so drunk that exchange my last name with my cousin's...Thank goodness! My new name sounds not really bad, so my parents had to just receive it. Isn't it very dramatic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-5523077225318391315?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/5523077225318391315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=5523077225318391315' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5523077225318391315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/5523077225318391315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/story-of-my-chinese-name.html' title='The Story of My Chinese Name'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-3856758466411781704</id><published>2008-08-29T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:41:09.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An open letter to Pever --- my way of making friends</title><content type='html'>Hi,Pever:   &lt;br /&gt;        I am a Chinese student study in BUAA(Beijing University of Aeronaut and Astronaut,北京航空航天大学). I don't known whether you will receive this e-mail because I find your information from your blogger which you haven't write anything for more than one year. The reason why I write this e-mail to you is that you are interested in China, you learn Chinese, and you are in the Air Force, a field quite familiar to me for the character of my university.   &lt;br /&gt;        In a word, I'd like to make friend with a person like you. It's really cool to be in the Air Force, seeing the planes taking off and landing. Although I study in BUAA,  my major is Software Engineering which has little with military affairs. My sister's family moved to Florida, I miss her very much. My parents want me to study abroad to expand my horizon. My sophomore is just finished, I have only one year to improve my English. There are so many things I should prepare for graduate admission examination such as GRE, TOFEL. But it's so boring to recite words like daguerreotype, deactivate...So I think making friends with Americans maybe could ease the pain somehow. I like to make friends with everybody who has a kind heart and wants to communicate to share thoughts and ideas. &lt;br /&gt;        I am a shy person to strangers and very talktive to friends. I like to try different things. This summer vocation, the Beijing Olympic Games was held just near by where I live---BUAA, whose gym held the Olympic weight lifting Games and where the first gold medal of China was born and I watched some of the Games like the basketball game between Iran and Argentina. Although I am not a  volunteer for the Beijing Games, I am always having a warm heart to people all around the world.  My girlfriend, who is a volunteer for Beijing Games introduced three Korean visitors to me. It's the first time to visit China for all of the three girls who live in Soul. I really think it a pleasure to me to guide these girls around Beijing. I guided them to eat Chinese troditional food, go shopping, and some of famous universties of China like Tsinghua. I can feel very satisfied when looking at their smiling faces.  &lt;br /&gt;          I lived in a seaport at my youth. When I was a child, I often went to the beach looking at the Pacific Ocean and feeling the moist wind from the sea. I wonder what's the world is like at the other land. Can I make friends with them. So I made a  drift bottle,with a message saying" My name is Taoxu, I come from China, can I make friends with you?" I threw it  with great efforts and prayed someone could pick it up. When I grow a little older, I know at the other side of the Pacific Ocean is a nation called America. So it's easy to understand why I am so happy to guide the Korean travellers. I think they are just the guest at the other side of the sea. And these days, in order to communicate with them well, I begin to study Korean all by myself. I can pronounce almost all the Korean although I don't know the meaning of the words. However, English is the language I learned from primary school. I have enough confidence to communicate with Americans. I think English is a language easy to begin but hard to conque, and Chinese is just the oppisite case.&lt;br /&gt;         Pever, you and I are of the same age, I think you are sunshine through the pictures. If we become friends, how happy I would be when I come to American a year later.  &lt;br /&gt;         It's quite weird and somehow embarrasing to write this e-mail just like a resume and autobiography. And one thing concerns me is that I am not sure if you'd like to make friends with a guy you even don't know. If my concern is true, please just forget my e-mail that bothers you.&lt;br /&gt;        Best wishes!祝你万事如意！ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       John&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-3856758466411781704?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/3856758466411781704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=3856758466411781704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3856758466411781704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/3856758466411781704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-letter-to-pever-my-way-of-making.html' title='An open letter to Pever --- my way of making friends'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6312365440052207567</id><published>2008-08-28T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:05:32.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My high school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMhlVTXWI/AAAAAAAAADU/w5pk_2yAA5A/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239600093821361506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMhlVTXWI/AAAAAAAAADU/w5pk_2yAA5A/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMWYuYJeI/AAAAAAAAADM/f5V2exBjyXM/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239599901458310626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMWYuYJeI/AAAAAAAAADM/f5V2exBjyXM/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMQRXpVjI/AAAAAAAAADE/OeHITEcKhrs/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239599796404704818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMQRXpVjI/AAAAAAAAADE/OeHITEcKhrs/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMJMYIxRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zK3Pl3gBfNU/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239599674805503250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMJMYIxRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/zK3Pl3gBfNU/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMDensvII/AAAAAAAAAC0/ChIcC7YC0Vs/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239599576623398018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMDensvII/AAAAAAAAAC0/ChIcC7YC0Vs/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbL7kRDw0I/AAAAAAAAACs/dtaklTMwrWQ/s1600-h/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239599440700097346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbL7kRDw0I/AAAAAAAAACs/dtaklTMwrWQ/s320/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6312365440052207567?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6312365440052207567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6312365440052207567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6312365440052207567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6312365440052207567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-high-school.html' title='My high school'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbMhlVTXWI/AAAAAAAAADU/w5pk_2yAA5A/s72-c/%E9%AB%98%E4%B8%AD7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-8272876539394115070</id><published>2008-08-28T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:57:48.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My university---BUAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKynvodBI/AAAAAAAAACc/tYfDkAg_NZo/s1600-h/lyyuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239598187503186962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKynvodBI/AAAAAAAAACc/tYfDkAg_NZo/s320/lyyuan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKj7VJh8I/AAAAAAAAACU/rqUTT3l37Rw/s1600-h/20070603_c11e35f1a72d9f60ee78773SPtLZEGBX_jpg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239597935062779842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKj7VJh8I/AAAAAAAAACU/rqUTT3l37Rw/s320/20070603_c11e35f1a72d9f60ee78773SPtLZEGBX_jpg_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKciz5cVI/AAAAAAAAACM/ujjxTP6gCpQ/s1600-h/20070603_7d1c01a79ffea257c3f7AnuGNW5XXP8f_jpg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239597808221778258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKciz5cVI/AAAAAAAAACM/ujjxTP6gCpQ/s320/20070603_7d1c01a79ffea257c3f7AnuGNW5XXP8f_jpg_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKU_UFBxI/AAAAAAAAACE/NSNF0Wd6nKY/s1600-h/20070603_5af93ee14d1fcd881bd5RnH8YOqF1zhP_jpg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239597678433994514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKU_UFBxI/AAAAAAAAACE/NSNF0Wd6nKY/s320/20070603_5af93ee14d1fcd881bd5RnH8YOqF1zhP_jpg_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKOZCBf1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/C7pw4OZmnJM/s1600-h/20070603_cc7d1253c9ee9bd0db5cwc2GjEyVJOTl_jpg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239597565078503250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKOZCBf1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/C7pw4OZmnJM/s320/20070603_cc7d1253c9ee9bd0db5cwc2GjEyVJOTl_jpg_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-8272876539394115070?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/8272876539394115070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=8272876539394115070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8272876539394115070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/8272876539394115070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-university-buaa.html' title='My university---BUAA'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbKynvodBI/AAAAAAAAACc/tYfDkAg_NZo/s72-c/lyyuan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4138352284580410763</id><published>2008-08-28T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:41:59.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing Olympic Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGp-azORI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tAQusMbwBrg/s1600-h/S5001154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239593640924494098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGp-azORI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tAQusMbwBrg/s320/S5001154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGWHBK6YI/AAAAAAAAABs/FPNgH46NFe8/s1600-h/S5001101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239593299635530114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGWHBK6YI/AAAAAAAAABs/FPNgH46NFe8/s320/S5001101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGB3ILYCI/AAAAAAAAABk/uGqLQfyVdvg/s1600-h/hahahhah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239592951772569634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGB3ILYCI/AAAAAAAAABk/uGqLQfyVdvg/s320/hahahhah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbFxwsciCI/AAAAAAAAABc/sXPeLk22k54/s1600-h/S5001095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239592675167733794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbFxwsciCI/AAAAAAAAABc/sXPeLk22k54/s320/S5001095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbEt7o2vhI/AAAAAAAAABM/0vyPMKQ5AQw/s1600-h/S5000962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239591509874359826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbEt7o2vhI/AAAAAAAAABM/0vyPMKQ5AQw/s320/S5000962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this summer vocation I stayed at University for the coming Beijing Olympic Games. BUAA( Beijing University of Aeronaut and Astronaut ) held the weight lifting games. And that is just the place where the first golden medal was born. My roommates and I watched some of the games, including the basketball game between Lithuania and Croatia, and also the game between Argentina and Iran. Those photos are just taken there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4138352284580410763?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4138352284580410763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4138352284580410763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4138352284580410763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4138352284580410763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-olympic-games.html' title='Beijing Olympic Games'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLbGp-azORI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tAQusMbwBrg/s72-c/S5001154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6378836859641696433</id><published>2008-08-28T05:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:09:12.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hometown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXzIpa7jI/AAAAAAAAABE/qAYldbZVxOE/s1600-h/34b1f02a649a673fd52af17a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239542121242488370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXzIpa7jI/AAAAAAAAABE/qAYldbZVxOE/s320/34b1f02a649a673fd52af17a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXeWYWNEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ain9SoenkiE/s1600-h/15_165053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239541764151718978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXeWYWNEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ain9SoenkiE/s320/15_165053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXQgABmnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FzrMQpw85cw/s1600-h/%E8%8B%8F%E9%A9%AC%E6%B9%BE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239541526215891570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXQgABmnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FzrMQpw85cw/s320/%E8%8B%8F%E9%A9%AC%E6%B9%BE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hometown locates by the Pacific Ocean. It's a seaport called LianYungang. The city faces 3 moutains and 1 sea. So it's not strange that you can see the moutains and the sea. My house just locates by the sea. I can feel the moist wind when I open the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6378836859641696433?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6378836859641696433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6378836859641696433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6378836859641696433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6378836859641696433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-hometown.html' title='My Hometown'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLaXzIpa7jI/AAAAAAAAABE/qAYldbZVxOE/s72-c/34b1f02a649a673fd52af17a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-4926772350136473116</id><published>2008-08-28T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T05:16:01.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cold jokes</title><content type='html'>1. A banger was put into the fridge, he felt very cold. Then, he saw the other one beside him, and comforted himself a bit, saying, " you've been so cold that all of your body is covered with ice." Then the other one said:" I am ice-lolly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One day, Little Joe looked at her aunt's face saying" Your face looks like a juicy peach." She was very happy hearing these words and asked:" Why dose it like? " Little Joe answered: " It's hairy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There was a match whose head itched, so he scratched his head and it burned. He went to the hospital and the nurse tied up his head. From then on he became a cotton swab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Question: Don't women feel hot wearing bra in the summer?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: You'll feel hotter when they take off their bra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-4926772350136473116?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/4926772350136473116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=4926772350136473116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4926772350136473116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/4926772350136473116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/cold-jokes.html' title='cold jokes'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-2346300223122758347</id><published>2008-08-28T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:30:31.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLZfsn0cPQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/amBc9_8p9XY/s1600-h/harvard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239480436699970818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLZfsn0cPQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/amBc9_8p9XY/s320/harvard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the scene in the library at Harvard University at 4:00 am...difference.&lt;br /&gt;1. This moment you nap, you will have a dream;&lt;br /&gt;this moment study, you will interpret your dream.&lt;br /&gt;2. I leave uncultivated today, was precisely yestoday perishes tomorrow which person of the body implored.&lt;br /&gt;3. Time the study pain is temporary, has not learned the pain is life-long.&lt;br /&gt;4. The study certainly is not the life complete. But, sincecontinually life part of - studies also is unable to conquer, what butalso can make?&lt;br /&gt;5. Studies this matter, lacks the time, but is lacks diligently.&lt;br /&gt;6. Thought is already is late, exactly is the earliest time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-2346300223122758347?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/2346300223122758347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=2346300223122758347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2346300223122758347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/2346300223122758347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/difference.html' title='Difference'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/SLZfsn0cPQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/amBc9_8p9XY/s72-c/harvard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1613016453745609031.post-6029831420365355001</id><published>2008-08-28T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:03:44.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to my blog-----RabbitCanFly</title><content type='html'>August 28th,2008 is my blog------RabbitCanFly's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I write this blog to improve my skills on compostions in English.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to Grade3 in the university, and I plan to go to Ameica for further study two years later. The mark of CET-6 is 546, my writing just got 74 points. OMG. So I creat this blog to improve my English writing and by the way make friends.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1613016453745609031-6029831420365355001?l=mingruitao1825.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/feeds/6029831420365355001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1613016453745609031&amp;postID=6029831420365355001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6029831420365355001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1613016453745609031/posts/default/6029831420365355001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mingruitao1825.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-my-blog-rabbitcanfly.html' title='Happy birthday to my blog-----RabbitCanFly'/><author><name>FlyingRabbit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12138684566921151467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1jwjTFNJQc/TMmWpB_8MnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/PJlGyiPKPSQ/S220/39515_1596708245017_1455324064_31538187_1920411_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
