2011年3月4日星期五

Awarded the highest medal of honor

Awarded the highest medal of honor

Day, to celebrate the birthday of the former Soviet president, Russian President Dmitry Medvedev awarded to Gorbachev a symbol of the highest national honor of St. Andrew Medal. In the honors ceremony, President Dmitry Medvedev said that Mikhail Gorbachev in a very difficult, the era of drastic changes in the leadership of this country. He said: "We all remember that era."

However, Prime Minister Vladimir Putin is just a short letter written to express the birthday wishes. Russian media said Putin's eyes, the disintegration of the Soviet Union was "the greatest 20th century geopolitical catastrophe" Gorbachev is the primary cause the collapse of the Soviet Union.

Relentless criticism of Mape

Although Medvedev and Prime Minister Vladimir Putin congratulated his birthday, but for now the Russian, Mikhail Gorbachev made no secret of his attitude of criticism and disappointment. He said that now Russia is in retreat, it is disappointing. He also accused Prime Minister Vladimir Putin and President Dmitry Medvedev "attacking freedom and human rights," a throwback to the country during the Soviet Union.

He said that Russia now faced with many problems, including food, medicine and energy prices soaring, "they both say a lot, but did not do anything."

For the West to a grand birthday celebration

At the same time, some Western governments or private organizations that are ready to Mikhail Gorbachev held a grand birthday celebration activities. British media said on March 30, London will hold a grand ceremony to another site - "people change the world", this award is established in the name of Mikhail Gorbachev.

In Germany, it will be a series of activities. Germans have always been for Gorbachev, a particular complex, the reunification of Germany because he is the "main hero" one. In the eyes of the Germans, without him, the two German unification might not be able to smoothly. Not long ago, when he visited Germany, the Germans or even affectionately called him "than Al Gore" (Gorbi)

It is reported that Gorbachev is still active today in the Russian social life, care about the world situation. He organized the establishment of the international socio-economic and Political Studies Foundation (Gorbachev Foundation), but also the "Daily News," one of the founders. But whether it is in Russia or the world political stage, he is always a controversial figure, because it was he directly contributed to the disintegration of the Soviet Union ended the Cold War confrontation over the world.
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2011年1月4日星期二

Life Poem

Life Poem

Poetry is dead the voiceless. Poetry in the hair in your truth, concise language to create a beautiful mood. For the life of people through the ages have had a lot of hopes and disappointments, hopes and disillusionment, the depiction is more too many to describe, singing and chanting. Mind standing in the vast sage Confucius Kawakami Kuiranzhangtan: lost time is never around the clock! Taichetaiwu the Zhuangzi is free and easy to say: life between heaven and earth, such as Baiju had gaps of a sudden it. I, Lawrence of Cao Cao into poetic reverie: wine and song, life is geometry? Such as dew, Goes. Masterpieces Wizards Li Bai had recollections: Take It for Huan geometry? Great master of literature Su Yong said: life is a dream, a bottle of Jiang also sprinkle months.
In these heartfelt, deep Lament in the bone marrow is painful, the most concentrated meaning of the word, than life is short, hasty, uncertain and difficult to grasp. The frequent wars, the ravages of disaster, life instability, poor environment, twist of fate, the fragility of life and so all of this, woven into a vision of life and longing in the music, hard and bitter. The greatness of the universe even more insignificant life, time, contrasting the eternal life Kongzong.
Indeed, life is belonging to each of us, life for everyone, is a realistic, grim, unavoidable issue. In this issue, different people have different answers. Overview of the total while: life poem, poetry is like life.
Life is like a magnificent magnificent epic, rich in ups and downs Life is like a symphonic poem; broad-minded in life as a free sway of free verse, strict parallelism of life is a neat and Verse; happiness Life is like a cadence of the lyrics, wretched life is like a first mixture of quick parts of the limerick ... ...
The history of poetry for the heart, song of the mind. Qu Yuan's poetry, the patriotic poet is undoubtedly the "road is long Come, happiness of the bottom and search" to explore life, and "regret deaths to die yet been finalized," the persistence of life and injustice. Liu Bang's poem "Come Yunfei Yang from wind, Weijia Hai return home within the Xi, Xi Andhra warriors guard the four", it is the late Qin and early Han that turbulent era, with ordinary wilderness countryman won the throne of chasing winners singing. Xiang Yu's poem "Nukiyama heroes, power, piebald does not die when the adverse Come" is a once dominate the world, invincible hero dead end life Elegy helpless. Cao Cao's poem "Laojifuli high aspirations. Martyrs old age, Zhuangxinbuyi", points to the chaos that artistically Chenxiong generous dignity in life. Li Bai's poems, sing the brilliant "Shixian" that "A life is not known as Italy, the Ming Dynasty boat get distributed," the joy and character and the "elite security Nengcui eyebrows bow down things, so I'm not happy Yan," the proud life . Du Fu's poetry, is the chant of fortune Jian's "poet" that "the poor worry about Lebanon in yuan, sigh intestinal hot" concern for the fate of the hot feelings and "How competitive is safe, the world Scholars are delighted, "the broad-minded life. Li Yu's poetry is a lost his country, "Fashion goes in cycles east, my country next month in the bitterly painful," the painful memories, and "Memories can be misery, like a Spring River Flows East" and regret life. Su Shi's poetry is a kind of "Tangshan Tangshan, Trinidad new moon," the broad mind and "River" as the magnificent life. Qingzhao poems, death is a country seen their homes destroyed, displaced the frail woman, "searching, desolate, sad desolately Can Can," the turbulent life. Ji's poetry is a main battle Toubicongrong Warriors "Ping Rong million words to shift policy, planting trees in exchange for the book club" that serve the country nowhere to turn their dreams of grief in life. Wen Tianxiang's poem "Everyone must die, according to annals loyal heart," then wrote a national hero in an awe-inspiring righteousness, sacrifice justice, unafraid of death of the glory of life. Yu Qian's poetry, recorded a patriotic general "pieces where the Xi,
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Know

Know
In this way the efforts of the finish, retired and sit on the bed was removed, and this is your day re-day wish?

Not very aware of their heart, that feeling, but they go to this struggle as a quest do not know, and tell their own channel of unknown reasons, the money: Let your own life to live pan, so that their children one can think comfortable leisure. Thinking of the hearts of loved ones feel the most affinity, and their words can really make themselves feel there is a sweet heart, a moment of enrichment to fill, I feel hope for their loved ones, sometimes it to stay in front of me, and its a struggle with each other to encourage each other forward, forward, and he is a pack of people addicted to opium, to their own after a brief fantasy, death of a smile, do not reveal Jiaoren grim, chilling scared meat flutter!

There you can say a word, to say the words that will not solve anything, but this feels really, you can make yourself a moment of tranquility, though only just: every day, repeating yesterday's story. "Very envious of you, met your friend." That someone told me, Oh, life is not all friends, just part of life, my real life - I want to cry, have a good joke than cry, But why am I not, as called themselves happy feeling!

Most people in life, like me, every day in the tight Peng, Jiang Ning face with no expression of a feeling of walking in the way their minds are on the change of seasons seasons unaware that one day suddenly surface on accidentally see in the mirror of their own - a surprise for ourselves, which is under the care of their parents had grown up, have a family own it? Zou Wen tough talk can be more efforts to his forehead, eyes climb, people shake their heads no way you are actually fighting a vain.

Parents, their loved ones, day by day the old gray hair on the temples, themselves do not serve themselves to the left and right again, the children in the care of relatives and grew up in praise, but one by one away from their desired line of sight - son wants his parents away, but not pro in the sense of filial piety, we should live in, there will be many deep feelings Audition now! I know you're thinking of, that he would like to hear from you, but also know that we would like to one day come to that nature constitutes a natural oxygen bar, relax our hard work, so they can live a comfortable floating in the air chic feel, but know, ah know - really have on our shoulders the responsibility of many, many!
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Night, Random Thoughts

Night, Random Thoughts

After a hard day, and finally to rest, finally, on this night was entirely my own. At this point, is Cui Jian Jia Hangseng, husky voice that is still the same as years ago. Always thought that life is a very simple matter. Like woke up, that is, white-haired. Then one sunny afternoon, when moving a rocking chair in the warm sun has a better breakdown of the years, those who passed the place, sang songs, had to miss the people. Had gone through half of life is the road, cried, laughed, but also sad too ... ...
Long, long time not read poetry, and also long, long time no taste carefully the text that the United States, and is a look by. After marriage, a man turns around first, then little princess was born to the addition of a person to share my free, no longer have the leisure to look like the article, without any time to listen to like listen to the song. Day she was not tired at work do not want to move, is to accompany little princess kicks and learning. Watching the children grow up day by day, time, day by day so later, as plain as plain water. Plain is the most real life. Blink of an eye, children 10 years old, and he is about to ran out to the 40.
Now, picking up the pieces as before to stop and think about reading, how can not do that. Lost that innocence, to lose the mood. Space, a collection of some feel good Hsu Wen, unfortunately never take a good look. Collection of thin look tonight, as if each one comes with a touch of sadness in which the nature of my heart so deep in injury or do not want to forget? Although it is now to do so, but the hurt is hurt, although healed, and in the dead of night can still feel the pain when Sixin. And all of this, is the wife will never understand, and never wanted her to know. Love her, just let her know that I love her enough, for those hurt on the road only if the scenery is good. Like a nightmare that haunt me for years, like the midnight wake up on the bottom of my heart not just fear of touch, did not want her as my concern. Love is so simple.
Few keystrokes to foolishly froze, listening to a song, then few keystrokes, the time from the hands of so quietly slipped from the ears of the past. Now almost midnight, did not think time will go by so quickly. Oh, it was found yourself silly silly tonight. Sleep, but also to go to work tomorrow morning, but also for her, get some money for the little princess. Days is that simple, so ordinary. Like space, like to say to myself, "ordinary people, extraordinary heart." I'm just an ordinary person, only one extraordinary heart, just want peace to go their own way to finish....
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2010年12月31日星期五

Memory of life

Memory of life

She said she had a skirt plot. She said she likes the red dress.
She does not belong to the kind of fashion people, however, every summer, she likes to buy a dress for himself, especially in the red dress. She bought year after year, year after year, to collate the wardrobe, year after year to not wear a skirt or throw or give it away. But, there is a dirt soil, the old pink dress children always the most visible position in the closet hanging. She said that this red dress will always be the protagonist of the wardrobe, as "that time" is always the protagonist of her memory.
She never had a sound body. However, at that time, she has a healthy home.
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Mother said, when she was just born, but also throws the little face powder, small arms and legs is dancing children. People passed: "is a girl, Nongmeidayan, pretty go again!" Mother and a look of pride. Because of a son, Mom wanted a girl, and now days as people would like, the happy mother ah! "We grew up dancing to!" Mother kissing little face said. When the mother is on the secondary school dance team.
Seventh day, she began to cry day and night. "Seven days of students toward the disease, fear is not right!" Grandmother holding her mother sat in the back of that bike to the hospital for a permanent bicycle when passing a trace of melancholy face. The doctor said that abdominal distension, to control the diet, her mother would not dare eat. In fact, do not have to control the mother, because she would not eat, but for the mouthful of milk mother squeeze into her mouth, I am afraid she would have starved to death. Because it would not suck, for six months when the mother had no milk. She said: "Give me, I'll take it. I really be her, can not survive to rely on her good luck."
In this way, pale and thin, she was dying grandmother back to the country, brought to a cooling off of the small river. A small farm in that narrow courtyard, grandmother to the default of generations used to drink a spoonful spoonful of porridge to feed children into her little mouth, her body also because of the default of sub-porridge and getting fatter up nourishment. She survived! However, she is not healthy, inexplicable pain made her cry day and night, day and night to coax her grandmother.
If winter comes, the night is already too much. Grandma has not slept, because she was still crying. Dim kerosene lamps to the main room to bring some of Xu Guangliang, grandmother to her feet hidden in the trousers waist, in the faint light in the pacing. Accompanied by an ancient lullaby, she finally fell asleep. But Grandma did not sleep down. Grandmother lying in bed half, Grandma can not sleep again, because as long as put her down, crying more than she would. Grandma was so half-lying, one is four years too.
Summer evening, my grandfather came back from the field call it a day, said Village of pediatric well-known south of the town, had her illness might be able to, how not to try? Grandpa said: "That'll try that tomorrow!" The next day, or bike, the chassis is tied to the little long pots, small pots on the usual support from the long umbrella, grandfather and took her to a doctor . In a small bowl Zhigu her long sweet sleep, how do you know how much of this road under the concave sub-grandfather, the number of climbing slopes, in order to prevent fire in the sun she was basking in, in order to find a shade that the number of abandoned wide road it?
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Street, you can go far with us

Street, you can go far with us

Reminiscence
Street went into a long absence, is in a winter afternoon.
Oblique warm winter sun, the leaves wither on the road with the wind rustling the rolling, on both sides of the road is still low and the old houses, green and gray tiles, housing mostly trapped in the body below the road surface, were first entered, fall into the deep well as the general, with the light is very dark, really very little habits.
Listening to elders say, the original Street also has its own name - harmony Lane. It is the street, but in the very distant past, some residents for convenience, in their own display in front of some stalls, slowly, the operators are more and more over time to form a small street, business numerous species is, I think the main reason or reasons for this from the street. After a period of change in the planning of cities and towns, the streets of the title already exists in name only, "harmony Lane" is more in people's memory is fuzzy, to be forgotten, and ultimately disappeared in the younger generation!
But the streets of people, streets of the objects, Street of right and wrong, nor does it avoid the numerous good luck day, Street does not seem to have lost its true meaning and value. To the Government that the sound of that five old city reconstruction, the streets of his heart will understand one day, Street will be treated as a piece of fat meat, so that the developers are eyeing the belly swallowed. Although there are government issued orders: "Reconstruction of Old City to keep folk customs." Can look back streets, it does not value its retro! Just after the time of baptism, exudes a special atmosphere of old times only!
Walking Street, there is neither great, full of stairs leaves on the trail, nor for people to spiritual cultivation of the Zen temple. Perhaps the Street do not really have the capital for their survival, for its loss, but more experienced the ravages of wind and rain just a few! In fact, the streets of the old also did the people here have taken to living in self-reproach, that they even look up the exquisite and elegant high-rise buildings, but only give up its share of the complex, looking forward to is it brilliant! It is in this complex emotion, they walked the streets again accompany argue guardian and love!
But I firmly believe that, regardless of the fate of Lao Cai, Lao Cai for those people, streets and streets of right and wrong of things, always to its unique significance, remain in the memory of some of them; as streets, Association to its unique taste to stay in the minds of some people, people mark the occasion, people aftertaste!

He was the king here
In fact, for all the streets, I am not very familiar with the impression that it is almost stay in the childhood memory. Child, because the Church has a grandmother living in the distant streets, so the grandmother would always take me back to see her, over time, they will chat about the topic on the streets, I always listen quietly sitting next to the impression in Old Street in the chat in our grandmother always tell endless stories. So people and things on the streets, mostly from her grandmother and grandmother chat Hall won, of course, sometimes I will go along with cousin cousin know these people and events in the story. Fortunately, now the streets are still living in the old households in the original, these nostalgic old men on the streets of the share of complex, young people now can not understand the interpretation!
Approached a small courtyard vines wound.
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Well doing good big long friendship

Well doing good big long friendship
And warm, like the humorous jokes, body, though not very big, but strong and agile. Middle-aged life, he created a stable character.
It was a Sunday afternoon, Cui came from the Yichun to talk about a timber business in Harbin. Bard's early spring, while not cold, but cold, Cui off the train and came to a very luxurious hotel, arranged to live to a taste of what the provincial capital of the scenery. He came to a very fashionable at the time construction of river and walked for a while feel a bit tired to find a snack and sat down. Then a few strangers in the next table to eat, see Cui is a person, look out of an outsider to chat up with him. Compatibility seems to speak, please come over for a drink Cui. Repeatedly postponed wrong, accept their hospitality, and a few reminders out to sit down at a table together, do not know how long to eat, drink do not know how long, in short, bright lights, fewer pedestrians on the road, the snack bar is Operating day and night, but few people can not be less. Cui want to return to hotel, but too much to drink, how come can not find a direction. He was a man holding a black briefcase, is to drink this way, he has not forgotten his bag abandoned, and always in his hand. 4,000 yuan of money and the bag of all his documents, and materials to do business. He stumbled down the road, do not know how long to go, I felt a burst of bright eyes to know nothing.
Monday morning, Shi Lei's up long ago to go on the goods. Usually get up early on the goods he is, he was a private businessman, opened a shop is not large, although not really facade, where the streets are also considered prosperity. He was very industrious, near neighbors are aware of his hard work and kindness, not have been the time to help him. Shi Lei three seventeen and eighteen of age, 1.7 meters tall, long square face. He and his wife have been operating this store for years, now on hand has been saved, are under a pair of children are in secondary school, his desire is to allow children to college.
Early days of this day is not bright, Shi Lei open a cross-pocket motorcycle, not a fast, early morning exercise while watching the playground, while singing his mouth, the road has disappeared the neon to light up. When he went to a bridge when the see one lying on the roadside, covered in blood told him his face was hit by a car and can have no car. He hastened to lift up this man shouted, then over two morning exercises, and you would help these people carrying Shilei got, he Gubuguolai many, and to fast to a nearby hospital.
After a comprehensive examination, that the head damage, damage to the waist, to surgery. But this man who has nothing is nothing, and do not know when the hands of the package is also being taken away, not knowing where their relatives. Panic, Shi Lei went home situation and the wife said, she is very understanding, save important thing, they bring the savings to return to the doctors. Lead time for surgery basis. Tension under a doctor's rescue, this stranger saved, but doctors say that the person suffered serious brain trauma are likely to lose his memory, to be slowly restored. Shi Lei and his wife relatively silent, since the save to save in the end it.
Days in hospital, the couple took the man back home, this man is come Cui Yichun.
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