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Beautiful snow landscape Village

Le 19 October 2016, 06:35 dans Humeurs 0

The year of the sheep and a twenty-two the twelfth lunar month piaoranerzhi ruixue. Just these two days because of things back home for a high Tan, in the name of a "nest" of the village. I look out of the window of the mountain snow, gorgeous trees 23 early in the morning, no cold, get out of bed, wear good clothes and boots, on the back of the camera out of the door. Fangqianwuhou to Longshan, Shishan, and east of the village of the old fan to go around, eyeful is jade bright natural color powder. A gratifying scene brings the.

Stand in the hundred meters high on the top of the mountain lion, Maotan, nest, Luo village, panoramic view of the fields and hills. At the foot of the mountain from west to east of the Wuxi River, it is not afraid of cold, flowing, stone river or river, covered with a layer of snow, a cream cake like a block shape; the heavy snow along the river willow and poplar dressed to shrubs and erianthusarundinaceus gorgeous trees; dress up weeds like the beautiful coral!

Wuxi river is acres near the big several months ago Tian fan, rice harvest left near the foot of the rotten rice pile, when the snow does not dress too thick, also hide also dew, black and yellow white and white layers and the formation of the rows of lines, enough for me to see a ridge of reverie; it has not grown rape snow covered up, and that a furrow but due to the freezing of water is black. Overall, in the role of the ridge line beauty spread all across in confusion, the formation of a block of geometric shapes and sizes, Bai Qian aspect, very scintillating Trip to Hong Kong & China!

Several villages in the mosaic Tian fan is the edge of a building, the irregular houses towards the snow, forming different oriented, rectangular, square, triangular or diagonal white pieces, in the face shape a dark color room wall under the action of a stereoscopic beauty; that every village "through the cement road, like a brown ribbon floating to the village, the occasional car or one or two red or green umbrella of pedestrians, marching in the brown ribbon, it is particularly noticeable Hong Kong travel tips.

The villages behind the rolling hills, a wild profusion of vegetation belt, a green dress, has replaced the white snow. The green pine needles, still stand proudly accepted where the wind and snow baptism; filled with her hair like snowball needles, covered with a white coat. A piece of the leafless trees and the same no leaves thick bush, covered with a "hairy", sparkling snow was bent like silver, silver and coral like Mount Huangshan rime, beautiful!

The falling leaves on the tree, the root thick branches, half black, half is white. The snow is no longer what it is, and it becomes part of the tree, and it becomes a part of the tree. The woods, the plant is in Yushu, the tree branches into the root of silver, like the white jade carving, jade jade and Keke; the Chinese fir forest, because of its thick and straight trunk, branches and leaves it forms around, to the smaller, the sharp tip at the moment. In the snow under the dress, like a snow tower; and the piece of bamboo, because of its thin body can not bear too much with luxuriant foliage, snow, and root bending in a semicircle, they see the injustice uncomfortable like, I also worry about them, but the weather began to settle, and then persist for one or two days, you can restore the original straight, very pretty and charming.

And then lift the eyes, the sight of the distance is a vast expanse of snow. Mountain and indistinct skyline mixed into one, it is even a day, even a day, snow is boundless, boundless, the earth have become the Jade Carved Silver carving in the world. Not spectacular!

The heavy snow not only indicates the harvest of the year of the monkey, but also shows the beauty of its natural ecology Hong Kong Sightseeing.

fortune favours fools

Le 7 October 2016, 06:29 dans Humeurs 0

"Stupid is as stupid does" this sentence has been spread in the folk, belongs to folk experience. Silly, in the dictionary explanation is: honest, stupid, stubborn and inflexible. But silly, can also be another kind of interpretation, is cute and simple. In this sentence, silly is a kind of lovely, beautiful double HKUE ENG.

Whether domestic or international, there are a lot of stupid people have stupid allusions. As the three brothers treasure hunt, the eldest is cunning and sly old stiff, result is failure, Harper won. Three. Shakespeare's comedy "the merchant of Venice" Portia in the end: so was the prince of Morocco and Prince Aragon are powerful position, but it was Bocia's heart is honest Antonio. Hollywood film "Agam Gump" hero is an ordinary person of low IQ, but he was succeeding in life, and do not rely on what miracle, only in accordance with the teaching of the mother to do.

Fools have fortune, there is a foolish man. The so-called stupid, simple and honest, really, not calculating, make people trust, give security. And people together, we all love, easier to unload their own armed forces, relax and vigilance, but also more willing to close, more willing to share, more willing to give each other benefits. One of my friends, is recognized as an honest man, he began to do business, his family members are strongly opposed, after all, there is a saying "is the three point of the business". Not to mention rape, at least the mind active, but he is not smart, and a little confused, always easy to believe people. Is he, the business is done fast, has become the largest city agents tourism online training.

Fools have fortune, opportunity always give courage of the people. Because the so-called silly, so it will not consider too many consequences, some people did not dare to do, seem difficult, even without interest, but fools will bear the brunt, without pay, the result was a blockbuster success bravely. A colleague's experience, is the best portrayal. When no one is willing to do, and do not increase the income and hard things, he did he do well, be appropriated to the top advanced diploma.

Fools have fortune, appear silly, is actually still water runs deep. Because it does not look smart, can not do, it will not become the focus, not to be hit. Chinese habit is head rafters rotten, gun fight bird, silly people, generally do not recruit people pay attention to publicity, nor much exposure defects, quietly, silently to smooth or frustration worth mentioning, seems to be in sight, do not cause people care too much. People often inadvertently, slowly you want to pursue. Success in reality, there is no lack of people who were previously unknown.

Fools have fortune, the silly and stupid. In modern society, "stupid is as stupid does" silly, is broad-minded, is good at understanding, is willing to tolerance, not to suffer a loss, is pure nature, is the mentality of the sun. So, you give yourself a little foolishness!


Le 17 August 2016, 12:05 dans Humeurs 0

"Nay, madame; I would place each of these heroes on his right pedestal-that of Robespierre on his scaffold in the place Louis Quinze; that of Napoleon on the column of the place Vendome. The only difference consists in the opposite character of the equality advocated by these two men; one is the equality that elevates, the other is the equality that degrades; one brings a king within reach of the guillotine, the other elevates the people to a level with the throne. Observe," said Villefort, smiling, "I do not mean to deny that both these men were revolutionary scoundrels, and that the 9th Thermidor and the 4th of April, in the year 1814, were lucky days for France, worthy of being gratefully remembered by every friend to monarchy and civil order; and that explains how it comes to pass that, fallen, as I trust he is forever, Napoleon has still retained a train of parasitical satellites. Still, marquise, it has been so with other usurpers-Cromwell, for instance, who was not half so bad as Napoleon, had his partisans and advocates."

"Do you know, Villefort, that you are talking in a most dreadfully revolutionary strain? But I excuse it, it is impossible to expect the son of a Girondin to be free from a small spice of the old leaven." A deep crimson suffused the countenance of Villefort.

"'Tis true, madame," answered he, "that my father was a Girondin, but he was not among the number of those who voted for the king's death; he was an equal sufferer with yourself during the Reign of Terror, and had well-nigh lost his head on the same scaffold on which your father perished."

"True," replied the marquise, without wincing in the slightest degree at the tragic remembrance thus called up; "but bear in mind, if you please, that our respective parents underwent persecution and proscription from diametrically opposite principles; in proof of which I may remark, that while my family remained among the stanchest adherents of the exiled princes, your father lost no time in joining the new government; and that while the Citizen Noirtier was a Girondin, the Count Noirtier became a senator."

"Dear mother," interposed Renee, "you know very well it was agreed that all these disagreeable reminiscences should forever be laid aside."

"Suffer me, also, madame," replied Villefort, "to add my earnest request to Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran's, that you will kindly allow the veil of oblivion to cover and conceal the past. What avails recrimination over matters wholly past recall? For my own part, I have laid aside even the name of my father, and altogether disown his political principles. He was-nay, probably may still be-a Bonapartist, and is called Noirtier; I, on the contrary, am a stanch royalist, and style myself de Villefort. Let what may remain of revolutionary sap exhaust itself and die away with the old trunk, and condescend only to regard the young shoot which has started up at a distance from the parent tree, without having the power, any more than the wish, to separate entirely from the stock from which it sprung."

"Bravo, Villefort!" cried the marquis; "excellently well said! Come, now, I have hopes of obtaining what I have been for years endeavoring to persuade the marquise to promise; namely, a perfect amnesty and forgetfulness of the past."

"With all my heart," replied the marquise; "let the past be forever forgotten. I promise you it affords me as little pleasure to revive it as it does you. All I ask is, that Villefort will be firm and inflexible for the future in his political principles. Remember, also, Villefort, that we have pledged ourselves to his majesty for your fealty and strict loyalty, and that at our recommendation the king consented to forget the past, as I do" (and here she extended to him her hand)-"as I now do at your entreaty. But bear in mind, that should there fall in your way any one guilty of conspiring against the government, you will be so much the more bound to visit the offence with rigorous punishment, as it is known you belong to a suspected family."

"Alas, madame," returned Villefort, "my profession, as well as the times in which we live, compels me to be severe. I have already successfully conducted several public prosecutions, and brought the offenders to merited punishment. But we have not done with the thing yet."

"Do you, indeed, think so?" inquired the marquise.

"I am, at least, fearful of it. Napoleon, in the Island of Elba, is too near France, and his proximity keeps up the hopes of his partisans. Marseilles is filled with half-pay officers, who are daily, under one frivolous pretext or other, getting up quarrels with the royalists; from hence arise continual and fatal duels among the higher classes of persons, and assassinations in the lower."

"You have heard, perhaps," said the Comte de Salvieux, one of M. de Saint-Meran's oldest friends, and chamberlain to the Comte d'Artois, "that the Holy Alliance purpose removing him from thence?"

"Yes; they were talking about it when we left paris," said M. de Saint-Meran; "and where is it decided to transfer him?"

"To Saint Helena."

"For heaven's sake, where is that?" asked the marquise.

"An island situated on the other side of the equator, at least two thousand leagues from here," replied the count company registration in hong kong.

"So much the better. As Villefort observes, it is a great act of folly to have left such a man between Corsica, where he was born, and Naples, of which his brother-in-law is king, and face to face with Italy, the sovereignty of which he coveted for his son."

"Unfortunately," said Villefort, "there are the treaties of 1814, and we cannot molest Napoleon without breaking those compacts company registration in hong kong."

"Oh, well, we shall find some way out of it," responded M. de Salvieux. "There wasn't any trouble over treaties when it was a question of shooting the poor Duc d'Enghien."

"Well," said the marquise, "it seems probable that, by the aid of the Holy Alliance, we shall be rid of Napoleon; and we must trust to the vigilance of M. de Villefort to purify Marseilles of his partisans. Tbe king is either a king or no king; if he be acknowledged as sovereign of France, he should be upheld in peace and tranquillity; and this can best be effected by employing the most inflexible agents to put down every attempt at conspiracy-'tis the best and surest means of preventing mischief."

"Unfortunately, madame," answered Villefort, "the strong arm of the law is not called upon to interfere until the evil has taken place."

"Then all he has got to do is to endeavor to repair it."

"Nay, madame, the law is frequently powerless to effect this; all it can do is to avenge the wrong done online digital agency."

"Oh, M. de Villefort," cried a beautiful young creature, daughter to the Comte de Salvieux, and the cherished friend of Mademoiselle de Saint-Meran, "do try and get up some famous trial while we are at Marseilles. I never was in a law-court; I am told it is so very amusing!"

"Amusing, certainly," replied the young man, "inasmuch as, instead of shedding tears as at the fictitious tale of woe produced at a theatre, you behold in a law-court a case of real and genuine distress-a drama of life. The prisoner whom you there see pale, agitated, and alarmed, instead of -as is the case when a curtain falls on a tragedy-going home to sup peacefully with his family, and then retiring to rest, that he may recommence his mimic woes on the morrow, -is removed from your sight merely to be reconducted to his prison and delivered up to the executioner. I leave you to judge how far your nerves are calculated to bear you through such a scene. Of this, however, be assured, that should any favorable opportunity present itself, I will not fail to offer you the choice of being present."


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