<?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-5099602708036960150</id><updated>2012-01-26T15:27:54.642-08:00</updated><category term='Trip Around the World'/><category term='Meine Tagbuch'/><category term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><category term='My Major Journal'/><category term='Hall of Truth'/><category term='歐儸巴之旅--香港準備篇'/><title type='text'>Field of Reeds</title><subtitle type='html'>Field of Reeds, the paradise from Egyptian Book of the Dead, is the realm of the underworld God Asar.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-7763235442434240384</id><published>2008-05-18T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T05:55:51.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Temporary Close of this Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;After some considerations I decided to close this Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Since I have two blogs and every time I have to copy twice to make those two blogs look the smae. It is really boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And my friends are all visiting my Blogbus one, so for those who are reading my Blogger, please turn to my BlogBus one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://usermaatre.blogbus.com/"&gt;My BlogBus blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-7763235442434240384?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7763235442434240384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=7763235442434240384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7763235442434240384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7763235442434240384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/temporary-close-of-this-blog.html' title='Temporary Close of this Blog'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-9034500485142429669</id><published>2008-05-17T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:48:14.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>to Remember the Last Exam</title><content type='html'>Some pics I made during my study of EURO.&lt;br /&gt;Now it ended. And I can move on to next step, packing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/?action=view&amp;current=ideasinlife00.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/ideasinlife00.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/?action=view&amp;current=ideasinlife01.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/ideasinlife01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/?action=view&amp;current=ideasinlife02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i291.photobucket.com/albums/ll284/nefertiri_2008/ideasinlife02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;幸好今天我問了一下Goettingen，&lt;br /&gt;要不然我還不知道我的Summer course居然沒有record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從今年的2月開始，&lt;br /&gt;我就已經開始準備歐洲的事情了。&lt;br /&gt;選擇學校並沒有給我太大的壓力，&lt;br /&gt;因爲我已經鎖定了Goettingen。&lt;br /&gt;除了半路殺出個程咬金，&lt;br /&gt;想和我爭一個大學這個意外之外，&lt;br /&gt;基本沒有懸念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;之後就是填表格，&lt;br /&gt;選擇summer course。&lt;br /&gt;本來想去海德堡上暑假課程，&lt;br /&gt;但是儅我看到維也納的課程的時候，&lt;br /&gt;我又改變了心意。&lt;br /&gt;20多天可以在Vienna，&lt;br /&gt;多美好阿！&lt;br /&gt;就這樣，選好兩個courses，&lt;br /&gt;填好表格。&lt;br /&gt;接下來就是漫長的等待過程。&lt;br /&gt;從4月7日開始。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;即使在等待過程中，&lt;br /&gt;我也在不停的計劃着暑假。&lt;br /&gt;因爲我不想無聊的在香港花掉我的2個月。&lt;br /&gt;1年見不到家人，&lt;br /&gt;現在暑假又不能回家。&lt;br /&gt;我絕對不幹！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我嚮往着，&lt;br /&gt;5月底回到傢，&lt;br /&gt;把我的電腦先update一下，&lt;br /&gt;然後家庭旅行，黃山，西安，南京。&lt;br /&gt;7月底再去歐洲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本來應該是這樣的。&lt;br /&gt;但是自從時間走到4月底，5月初的時候，&lt;br /&gt;我就已經開始焦慮。&lt;br /&gt;牢牢的記得hess的一句話，2-3個星期就可以了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在4個多星期已經過去了，&lt;br /&gt;大學的Zulassung還沒有蹤影，&lt;br /&gt;上幾天問了hess，&lt;br /&gt;他說大學已經寄出了Zulassung。&lt;br /&gt;okay，稍稍放心了一點。&lt;br /&gt;沒想到今天一個晴天霹靂，&lt;br /&gt;說我的summer course居然沒有Anmeldung！！&lt;br /&gt;怎麽可能？！我親手填的表格，&lt;br /&gt;Hess親手寄出去的！&lt;br /&gt;眼看着宿舍就要到期，&lt;br /&gt;手裏一張證明也沒有。&lt;br /&gt;眼前又有考試逼迫，&lt;br /&gt;卻沒有心思看書。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道不可能一帆風順，&lt;br /&gt;但是，&lt;br /&gt;這種經驗對承受力的要求還是蠻高的。&lt;br /&gt;鬱結！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6245295497388975254?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6245295497388975254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6245295497388975254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;淚湧阿，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;怎麽會這樣！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;麻煩總是不斷，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;怎樣計劃都趕不上變化。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;本來想着去催一下大學我的sommer course的Bestaetigung，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;沒想到換來的答案竟然是沒有record!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;怎麽會這樣？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hess明明寄出去了阿...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;蒼天啊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amun-Re阿，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;我想回家的阿....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;這麻煩真是的，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;是麽時候才使一個頭啊！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6164838299746144182?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6164838299746144182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6164838299746144182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;It should be a normal day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;but it was not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I got up at 12:00,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;playing  with computer for a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;and got back to my exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I felt a slightly trace of hunger at 2:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I can remember this point of time very clearly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;becuase it was the time for afternoon tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;So I went downstairs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;and was considering what to eat for my tea time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;But who can imagine that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;while I was considering my food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;earthquake struck my country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Super big one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;It is funny that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;today is Buhhda's birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;it should be a day of loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;but it truned our to be a day of sadness, death, tear and homeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5536187828169239734?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5536187828169239734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5536187828169239734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5536187828169239734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5536187828169239734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8886028413673124753</id><published>2008-05-10T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:55:15.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>煩躁</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;一遍又一遍的告訴自己，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;好好看書吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;但是煩躁感就是一遍又一遍的湧現。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;昨天晚上失眠了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;甚至放棄了睡覺的願望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;煩阿，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;腦子裏一遍又一遍的盤算着，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;各種各樣的事情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;總是告訴自己，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;傳到橋頭自然直。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;借用道明寺司的一句話：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;不直也把它撞直了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;但是，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;問題是，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;應該怎樣撞呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8886028413673124753?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8886028413673124753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8886028413673124753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8886028413673124753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8886028413673124753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_10.html' title='煩躁'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8068385663609397748</id><published>2008-05-09T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:24.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>美麗的背後</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/SCQnbf9CDPI/AAAAAAAAA70/PKX1qnXWa4g/s1600-h/986213052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/SCQnbf9CDPI/AAAAAAAAA70/PKX1qnXWa4g/s200/986213052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198323223279832306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;漫漫的黃沙，淹沒了他和她曾經的城市。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是，她卻穿越時間，穿越阻隔，來到我們的面前。我們驚奇，我們讚嘆，我們着迷。 千千萬萬的人之為一睹她的容顔，擠滿了整個博物館。1年以前，我就曾經站在她的對面，深深駐足，看着，望着，想着。。。她的平靜，她的安詳，她的凝望，讓我深深的着迷。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;她真的很美，每個人都這麽想，每個人都被她所迷惑，人們驚異于世上竟然有如此美人。而且，她的美麗甚至戰勝了時間。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;她已經永恒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;多麽令人羡慕的字眼，永恒，多少人傾其一生追求，但是她卻擁有了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是，美麗的背後呢？那是什麽？對權力的追求，對頂點的嚮往。瘋狂。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;儅人們追溯她的歷史時，發現她的不平凡，獨一無二。她曾經擁有多麽不平凡的一生阿。她不光擁有傲世的美貌， 也擁有驚人的能力。嫁給法老，掀起革命，建造城市，樹立雕像，她是一位神。她相信自己可以成爲神，代替所有埃及的眾神，她傾覆了一個國家的力量，來打成這個願望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;失敗了。&lt;br /&gt;歷史學傢說。&lt;br /&gt;失敗了嗎？&lt;br /&gt;沒有，&lt;br /&gt;她成功了。&lt;br /&gt;而她的丈夫，&lt;br /&gt;也是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;儅他們兩個望向我們的時候，&lt;br /&gt;我想他們是笑着的，&lt;br /&gt;驕傲的笑着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8068385663609397748?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8068385663609397748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8068385663609397748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8068385663609397748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8068385663609397748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_09.html' title='美麗的背後'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/SCQnbf9CDPI/AAAAAAAAA70/PKX1qnXWa4g/s72-c/986213052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4779929255309406481</id><published>2008-05-06T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:22:49.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>continue depress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;finished my German test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Difficult I want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and it was very difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I even don't have the energy to talk after the exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a horrible experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4779929255309406481?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4779929255309406481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4779929255309406481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4779929255309406481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4779929255309406481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/continue-depress.html' title='continue depress'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-235775648850727906</id><published>2008-05-04T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:17:08.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>depress到死啊</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;出師不利阿！！&lt;br /&gt;德語的oral考試被我給砸了。&lt;br /&gt;感覺超級不好啊...&lt;br /&gt;真是超級depress。&lt;br /&gt;考完都想自殺了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這次考試，&lt;br /&gt;主題是人口老齡化在德國（主要是statistic）&lt;br /&gt;還有roleplay，找廠房。&lt;br /&gt;我的媽呀，&lt;br /&gt;儅我拿到考試卷的時候，&lt;br /&gt;我就知道我已經doom了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一口氣上不來，可是要死的。&lt;br /&gt;到現在我還沒有緩過來，&lt;br /&gt;真是懊惱阿，&lt;br /&gt;真是depress阿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-235775648850727906?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/235775648850727906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=235775648850727906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/235775648850727906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/235775648850727906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/depress.html' title='depress到死啊'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4386293937654474718</id><published>2008-05-04T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T07:01:33.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='歐儸巴之旅--香港準備篇'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>焦躁期</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;每天我都要經歷一個焦躁期，&lt;br /&gt;原因很簡單，&lt;br /&gt;我還沒有拿到通知書。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天早上起床的例行公事，&lt;br /&gt;check Gmail, check MSN，&lt;br /&gt;看看有沒有信件通知我&lt;br /&gt;通知書到了。&lt;br /&gt;每天都要看5，6遍。&lt;br /&gt;不過每每都是以失望告終阿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好期待歌廳根大學的通知書。&lt;br /&gt;世界著名學府。&lt;br /&gt;德國top大學。&lt;br /&gt;光是看到自己名字在通知書上就覺得興奮啊。&lt;br /&gt;儘管自己不是哥大的fulltime。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拜托啦......&lt;br /&gt;快點來吧！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='焦躁期'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3970872620477005761</id><published>2008-05-03T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:36:13.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Chinese,Please Think before Act!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mingpaonews.com/20080503/_03GA005_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/20080503/_03GA005_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mingpaonews.com/20080503/_03GA007_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/20080503/_03GA007_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Chinese, please please think before act, please be rational!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All the way alone the Torch Relay, I have seen the flood of our national Flag, not Olympic Flag!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving country is right, but do you think carrying a National Flag would be helpful?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt150" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;如果你愛國，你會做出這樣的事嗎？／文﹕梁文道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="newstxt2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;【明報專訊】且讓我們平心靜氣地問一個很簡單的問題﹕&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;經過一圈奧運火炬的傳送歷程之後，中國的形象 是變得更好？還是更差了呢？如果答案是後者的話，責任又該歸於誰呢？無論火炬傳到那裏，示威就走到那裏，而批評中國的聲音也必定隨後出現在該地的媒體之 上；莫非這都是其他人的錯，莫非全世界都要和中國作對了嗎(朝鮮除外，因此內地有一些網民稱讚朝鮮，覺得始終是金正日夠朋友。照此看來，我們還是全面學習 朝鮮比較好，起碼社會很「和諧」)？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;在一片對外的抗議聲浪之中，是不是也該冷靜問問自己到底出了什麼毛病呢(包括技術上的錯誤)？就以海外華僑和留學生的愛國行動來說吧，假如他們舉的不是五星紅旗，而是奧運的五環旗，情會不會有所不同呢？假如淹沒日本長野與&lt;a href="http://specials.mingpao.com/cfm/Static.cfm?Category=f0e1734e9eb0718c18&amp;amp;SpecialsID=108" target="_blank" onmouseover="showHideAdvertLayers('Advert20','','show')" onmouseout="showHideAdvertLayers('Advert20','','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;韓國&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="AdvertImage20" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;首 爾的不是一片紅海，而是一片象徵奧運的白色旗陣，當你說起「運動歸運動，政治歸政治」的辯解時，會不會更理直氣壯一些呢？很可惜，我們知道最後的局面並非 如此。那是因為大家都抱了一種「以我為主」的思考方式，覺得只要自覺有理，則做什麼事就都是對的，我愛國就當然要舉國旗了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;外交部不應為打人者護短&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;且 以首爾街頭發生的暴力衝突為例，就算內地各個針對外國傳媒的網站糾出了再多的問題，發現了再多的造假嫌疑，中國留學生在韓國首都打韓國人(包括記者)的事 實始終是人所共見，不容否認的。將心比心，若是一群韓國人在北京對覑中國人公開上演全武行，然後辯稱是對方先動的手，大部分中國人會不會覺得這只是枝微末 節的狡辯呢？在這種情底下，外交部發言人竟然還說得出學生們的愛國熱情值得肯定之類的話。只要你愛國，就算「情緒稍為激動」地在人家的土地上揍了人家的 國民，你畢竟還是愛國的。那些動手動腳的留學生有沒有想過，就算受到別人再多的挑撥，只要你忍不住使用了暴力，你就證明了「中國人全是暴徒」的說法，難道 就不能換個角度考慮自己的行動嗎？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;特區政府一錯再錯&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;然後火炬來到了香港。大家都知道這幾年中央政府和特區政府宣揚愛國教育不遺餘力，力求增加香港市民對國家的認同，改善港人對中央政府的觀感。然而，正是這把燒壞了中國國際形象的火把，足以讓他們多年來的努力付之一炬。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;首 先是特區政府向全世界表明，香港或許是個對外開放的國際城市，但只要到了事關愛國大是大非的節骨眼上，什麼言論自由集會自由就都要讓路了。不只來過香港好 幾次的藝術家這時候進不來，就連只不過來參加座談會的作家都不准入境。這些動作對許多香港人來說是寶貴的一課，在愛國大義面前，你平素享有的一切都是可以 暫時懸置的，哪怕它們其實既不顛覆，更不會傷及國家安全。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;再來就是那份令人憤怒齒冷的火炬手名單了。奧運火炬抵華首站，我們交出的竟然是如 此陣容！素來與香港奧委會主席霍震霆不和的香港首位亞運會金牌得主車菊紅自然不在其中，「單車王子」洪松蔭也不在裏頭；港人熱愛足球，偏偏我們引以為豪的 球壇名宿胡國雄與李健和等人紛紛失蹤。代表香港的卻是一位來過香港兩次的選美冠軍，老早就在自我宣傳要練跑步的&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(35);" id="_Keyword35" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword35','_Keyword35','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword35','_Keyword35','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;行政會議&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage35" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;召集人梁振英，坐輪椅去傳火炬的不是勇奪傷殘奧運會4面金牌的劍擊名將張偉良，而是人大前常委&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(14);" id="_Keyword14" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword14','_Keyword14','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword14','_Keyword14','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;曾憲梓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage14" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;，再加上一堆商界名流和名不見經傳的親中區議員。我真的很想知道，要是有人去搶曾憲梓手中的火把，他會不會譴責人家「把奧運政治化」了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;四川做得比香港漂亮&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不要辯稱三藩市火炬傳送隊伍的運動員比例還不如香港，他們有35個名額是全市徵文比賽的得獎者。連內地亦有大量平民自動報名入選，四川省更把高達八成的名額留給了勞工階層，其中不乏平日跑遍山區的郵差、老老實實的低級&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(61);" id="_Keyword61" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword61','_Keyword61','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword61','_Keyword61','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;公務員&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage61" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;和見義勇為的平民英雄。假如那些忙於自薦爭光的人稍稍有點公關常識稍稍有點大局觀，假如那個組合很神秘運作很黑箱的「火炬手遴選委員會」稍為有點政治智慧，出來的名單應該會有被大家「消費」得不亦樂乎的天水圍街坊、SARS疫潮的康復者，以及殉職公務員的家屬。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可 惜沒有。霍震霆竟然認為這份滿佈親中權貴，酬庸氣味濃得中人欲嘔的名單是「香港社會的縮影」。其實他也沒說錯，某程度上，這正是香港社會權力結構的縮影。 我們知道，北京奧運是國家大事，支持京奧就是愛國的表現；而一說到愛國，一說到國家大事，則無論其詮釋權與操辦權都向來不屬於全港700萬人。愛國是某一 圈人的招牌，是某一圈人的專利；和中央溝通等種種國家大事更是他們的禁臠，旁人插手不得。既然奧運是國家大事，傳送火炬是愛國的表現，一向愛國愛港的這圈 人又怎能落於人後呢？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;與普通人所想像的不同，這個小圈子不以為傳送聖火是個面向社會面向全民的表演，他們把它看作是個人榮譽，猶如紫荊獎 章；他們更把它當成是種政治身價的寒暑表，可以反映自己在圈子裏的排名與行情。所以一份本來屬於全香港的名單變成了他們自己人的兵家必爭之地，在「以我為 主」的思路蒙蔽下，什麼代表性什麼主流民意全都可以放在一邊涼快去。接下來，最吊詭的情就發生了，本來是要鼓動社會一片紅心向太陽的盛事再次讓一般市民 發現原來愛國是這樣子愛的，所謂「愛國陣營」原來都是這種貨色。除了受到個別上游組織發動的群眾，和聽命於民政事務局的公務員必定要上街歡呼造勢，本來會 不會有更多普通市民願意主動去為這幫人打氣呢？原來也想親身目睹火炬的人，這時會不會怕自己成了黃金池與李澤鉅的fans？原來對火炬不感興趣的人或許會 想為鍾尚志醫生等SARS英雄喊加油(如果他們是火炬手的話)，這時會不會坐在家裏冷眼旁觀呢？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;一把火炬，不只燒紅了海內外華人的民族主義，也燒紅了世界的眼睛。同樣一把火炬還照亮了香港，讓人看見我們不單不如其他國際城市，也不如港人慣常俯視的內地城市。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;from: http://www.mingpaonews.com/20080503/msa.htm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt150"   style="font-size:130%;color:#006666;"&gt;十萬紅衣夾道 百棒聖火樂傳  紅軍圍橙軍起推撞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="newstxt2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;【明報專訊】經歷近40天的國際奧運聖火接力傳送後，從希臘雅典燃起的聖火昨日終在中國國土首站的 香港順利傳遞，10萬市民走上街頭夾道歡呼吶喊，見證了這歷史一刻；但與此同時，火炬亦燃起「紅橙」怒火，支聯會30名成員及展示「雪山獅子旗」的港大女 生組成的「橙衣兵團」，在尖沙嘴示威敦促中國改善人權時，遭近千名內地學生及迎聖火者等築起的「紅軍」包圍及喝倒采，雙方推撞近一小時，最終由警員介入 「撲火」。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;雖然有「兩陣對壘」的小插曲，但6小時的火炬傳送順利完成，聖火已於昨晚傳往下一站澳門。政務司長&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(2);" id="_Keyword2" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword2','_Keyword2','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword2','_Keyword2','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;唐英年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage2" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;總 結說，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;市民無懼風雨匯聚「紅色海洋」&lt;/span&gt;，留下鼓舞人心的一幕，成為香港美好的集體回憶。他說火炬傳送全日順利，雖有抗議活動，但本港是多元化社會，不同聲音 可在和平氣氛下共處。不過，支聯會副主席李卓人說﹕「示威這麼多年，這是多年來最艱辛的一次，幸好華叔(司徒華)沒有隨行。」他表示今次打不還口、罵不還 手，支聯會感激警察保護，希望他人尊重自由言論的權利。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;逾25公里的聖火之旅於昨日早上10時半開始，奧運滑浪風帆金牌得主李麗珊從特首&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(1);" id="_Keyword1" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword1','_Keyword1','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword1','_Keyword1','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;曾蔭權&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage1" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;手上接過火炬，在10多名「藍衣」護衛員保護下，從文化中心正式開跑，再由「乒乓孖寶」李靜及高禮澤接力，再交由紅星&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(93);" id="_Keyword93" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword93','_Keyword93','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword93','_Keyword93','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;劉德華&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage93" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;跑彌敦道一段。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;驟雨無阻市民熱情&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;早上尖沙嘴不時下起驟雨，但無阻迎聖火「紅軍」的熱情。近千名就讀於本地大專院校的內地學生，早於8時開始聚集在彌敦道兩旁等候火炬到臨，他們不少人身穿「中國加油！」及「反藏獨」等紅衣，揮動覑8呎長的大型國旗。另有近5萬名本地市民和&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(44);" id="_Keyword44" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword44','_Keyword44','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword44','_Keyword44','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;內地旅客&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage44" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;亦穿起紅衣迎接火炬，使尖沙嘴泛起大片紅海。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;約30 名爭取中國人權的支聯會成員，穿上橙衣於半島酒店門外聚集，並舉起塑膠製「人權聖火」，高呼「同一夢想、同一人權」。此時「紅軍」不甘示弱，同時高唱國歌 及高呼「中國加油！」回敬，以聲浪蓋過示威聲音。另一邊廂，港大女生陳巧文亦在柏麗大道展示「雪山獅子旗」示威，即時被途人責罵包圍，須由警員分隔調停， 最終她未等及火炬經過，便被警員抬上警車送離現場。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;火炬手經過彌敦道，支聯會遊行隧伍隨即起動要求沿彌敦道「陪跑」，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;但沿路數百名「紅軍」 左右夾攻反包圍遊行隧伍，阻止「橙軍」前進，雙方擠在20呎狹窄路面上互相推撞，有內地學生向橙軍大叫「漢奸」、「走狗」及「我愛共產黨！」等口號，&lt;/span&gt;橙軍 則反呼「反對共產黨！」，演變成街頭罵戰。後來雙方情緒愈趨激動，謾罵聲及喝倒采聲此起彼落，甚至有紅衣人將手上的國旗擲向橙軍，更有一途人向橙衣示威者 出拳動武，被警員出手阻止。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;最後，警方出動近百名警員築起兩重人鏈保護橙軍，更臨時安排他們轉入漢口道避開「&lt;a href="javascript:KeywordsURL(177);" id="_Keyword177" onmouseover="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword177','_Keyword177','show')" onmouseout="MM_showHideLayers('Keyword177','_Keyword177','hide')"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;紅潮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mingpaonews.com/image/shim.gif" id="KeywordImage177" border="0" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;」，並經九龍公園到達柯士甸道出口解散(見圖)。警方則在九龍公園入口阻隔部分手持國旗的紅衣人上前干擾示威，成功將紅橙兩軍分開，平息了事件。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;警方表示，全日共出動3700名警力保安，港九新界各區共有10.1萬市民觀賞聖火傳遞。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Act!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1003970641344363739</id><published>2008-05-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T05:36:27.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My Professor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Days ago, I was talking with my rommi about our Professor,&lt;br /&gt;the one hot in our department.&lt;br /&gt;charming, knowledgeable, kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommi said he has all the qualities to be great Professor,&lt;br /&gt;even in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;I strongly agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she also said that he is like a father figure.&lt;br /&gt;I think she made a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sometimes he is like a father,&lt;br /&gt;he arrange everthing for us,&lt;br /&gt;and he wants us to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1003970641344363739?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1003970641344363739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1003970641344363739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1003970641344363739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today the Torch would be past though Hong Kong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;start from 10:00 in the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I decided to watch this event,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but I got up too late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I missed the openning ceremony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;and I lost interest in chasing the Torch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;so instead I watch the TV Live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And I bought myself finally an insurance with ING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;for my European Year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Though I have been in Hong Kong for 2 years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;finding some buildings still hard for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;And this afternoon I acted like a idiot who lost in a big city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But at last I succeeded in finding the right building,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;and a book store in Central,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;no one would care for that little book shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;But I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;as a result I got my longing book!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Nefertiti!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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/&gt;我應該是一種老虎追在屁股後面，&lt;br /&gt;還要看看是男是女的人哈...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4518883921470664694?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4518883921470664694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4518883921470664694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4518883921470664694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4518883921470664694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/4.html' title='德語考試前的4天'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5648837895171193519</id><published>2008-04-19T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:17:21.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Some Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was just talking with my firends in Internet about the political situation in China, because I heard that recently there was a boycott of French supermarket in China, which was invoked by recent international political topics, like Tibet, Olympic games and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2008 is and will be a tough year for China, and the wishes beared by Chinese authority and people would lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I found myself  becoming very political too. Usually I will not consider myself  as a political animal, but this time simply because of being a Chinese I have to discuss with my friends, classmates and teachers over very political problems, and so far I have several ideas towards recent events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1, Some European countries have already declared that they are not going to Olympic games in Beijing, and I think their actions are unacceptable! Olympic games as a world heritage should not be used as political tools, in my idea, Olympic games should be a festival for all races, all people in the world, and it should not be connected to any political concerns! But,no.....very dissapointing! In oder to so called "freeing Tibet" some European leaders have rejected this games, some European people even attack the Torch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2, For those European people, do you even know the history of Tibet?! If don't, please read some books, then express your idea, then you will be welcomed! I donot know what report will be procasted in Europe in everyday life, but I somehow get some feelings that the ideas about China in Euroepan people's minds need to be updated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3, For my people, it makes total sense that we should love our country, and we should protect our country, but those events going on in China seems to me that they will be very dangerous! It goes on the way of nationalism, and it will be very dangerous that those feeling develop into extreme nationalism, authority should pay attention to those situation, donot forget the lesson of Germany.&lt;br /&gt;4, For those Tibetan extrmelists and Dalai Lama, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY???!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5648837895171193519?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5648837895171193519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5648837895171193519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>人道還沒有在歐洲卻已經被那裏四通八達的交通弄得焦頭爛額，說有多麻煩就有多麻煩。&lt;br /&gt;昨天我去旅行社訂我8月份在維也納暑假課程的機票，本相8月3號到達的，但是早已經沒有位子留給我了，所以我只好訂早了一天，現在是8月2日到達維也納，乘坐卡塔爾航空公司，全是因爲價格便宜，代價卻是中間專機我要在多哈做上8，9個小時，Amun-Re阿！&lt;br /&gt;本想在維也納暑假課程之後直接去捷克的布拉格待上一個星期再回去德國上學，預想中的交通流程是這樣的，從維也納坐飛機到布拉格，在從布拉格坐飛機到hannover，因爲聼室友說歐洲的飛機要比火車來的便宜，但是我到網上艘了很久也沒有平價機票，看到正規的航空公司的機票都要上百歐，吃消不起啊。所以我就改想乘坐歐洲一流的eurail pass系列，系列很多，選擇也很多，價格也可以接受，而且是超級四通八達！但是我今天才聽説我作爲一個學生好像買不到票的。。。夢想又破滅了。我想盡辦法也找不到合適的方案，所以只好把布拉格改成匈牙利的布達佩斯，我剛才找了一下平價機票還真被我找到一張，而且價格低到讓我難以置信的程度，從匈牙利的布達佩斯到德國的&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;不來梅只要10歐元！！umglaublig!!&lt;/span&gt;所以我就在網上定到了這張機票，起先真的不敢相信，問過室友之後才感確信這不是欺騙。。。好了現在一半的行程已經確定，遲些時候再到奧地利航空公司上面去訂一張機票，現在稍微定貴一點也沒有關係了，哈哈！還有布達佩斯的酒店業一定要便宜！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;初步計劃：（not fixed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8月1日啓程去往奧地利維也納暑假課程&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;8月30日啓程去匈牙利的布達佩斯待上4天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;9月4日啓程去德國的不來梅，在那裏住上1天半什麽的，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;再坐的國内路火車到大學上課&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8401894116633999187?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8401894116633999187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8401894116633999187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8401894116633999187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8401894116633999187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_18.html' title='令我大開眼界的歐洲交通'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-660949875848679950</id><published>2008-04-16T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T05:33:43.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Camera with Camera--My NO.1 Baby!</title><content type='html'>the new photoes of my new camera, I took them with my old camera,haha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/usermaatremeryamun/FieldOfReeds/photo?authkey=gsbVTshFow0#5189817546063594594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/usermaatremeryamun/SAXvj7I1xGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/UPO7qu_52Ug/s400/camera01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/usermaatremeryamun/FieldOfReeds/photo?authkey=gsbVTshFow0#5189817614783071346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/usermaatremeryamun/SAXvn7I1xHI/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZsHp37tGU1U/s400/camera02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/usermaatremeryamun/FieldOfReeds/photo?authkey=gsbVTshFow0#5189817455869281362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/usermaatremeryamun/SAXverI1xFI/AAAAAAAAA4U/hqH8j5bN7zE/s400/camera00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/usermaatremeryamun/FieldOfReeds/photo?authkey=gsbVTshFow0#5189817687797515394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/usermaatremeryamun/SAXvsLI1xII/AAAAAAAAA4w/E3BpaeFCOu4/s400/camera03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-660949875848679950?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/660949875848679950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=660949875848679950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/660949875848679950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/660949875848679950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/camera-with-camera-my-no1-baby.html' title='Camera with Camera--My NO.1 Baby!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/usermaatremeryamun/SAXvj7I1xGI/AAAAAAAAA4c/UPO7qu_52Ug/s72-c/camera01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3564228905479581915</id><published>2008-04-15T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:26:43.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have no class today, a exception. So I went to the bank for my scholarship, and now I finally got those money into my account, totally 12000HKD, Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have to admire the skills of those workers in bank, because of their beautiful words, I was convinced to apply a student Visa, luckly I do not have to pay money if I donot use it. It will not be hurt to have a Visa, I know I will never use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And during the processing time of my scholarship, I asked for some info about insurance, because I have to present a insurance while applying Visa to europe, God, the worker spent 1 hour talking with me about different insurances, I was so regret!! I used many excuses, trying to get myself out of bank, oh my God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After the terrible bank experience, I was trying to let myself be happy, so I went to Monk Kok, I&lt;/span&gt; wanna see my selected camera, and I asked 3 shops they answered that the camera has been sold out, shit!!Amun-Re blesses me, I finally found it in a photography shop! here is my New Baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a.img-dpreview.com/reviews/panasonicFZ18/images/pana_fz18_3q-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a.img-dpreview.com/reviews/panasonicFZ18/images/pana_fz18_3q-001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;18x optical zoom (28-504mm equiv.) - FZ8 has 12x (36-432mm) zoom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smaller maximum aperture at long end of zoom (F4.2 vs F3.1) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.3 megapixel sensor (vs 7.2 megapixel)&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Face Detection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligent Auto mode&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manually selectable ISO 1600&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ISO 6400 High Sensitivity mode &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AF/AE lock button and dedicated AF/MF button&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1cm macro (was 5cm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Custom mode and extra scene modes (plus 'advanced scene modes')&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Five level Noise reduction (was three level) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slower continuous shooting (burst)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heavier and slightly larger &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;h4 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="justify"&gt;Panasonic Lumix DMC-FZ18  specifications&lt;/h4&gt;             &lt;table style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="table-std" align="center" width="494"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Street Price &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• US: $360&lt;br /&gt;           • UK: £270 &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Body Material &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;Metal and plastic &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Sensor&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;&lt;p&gt; 1/2.5" Type CCD&lt;br /&gt;           • 8.3 million pixels total&lt;br /&gt;           • 8.1 million effective pixels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Image sizes&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• 3264 x 2448&lt;br /&gt;           • 2560 x 1920&lt;br /&gt;           • 2048 x 1536&lt;br /&gt;           • 1600 x 1200&lt;br /&gt;           • 1280 x   960&lt;br /&gt;           • 640 x 480&lt;br /&gt;           • 3264 x 2176 (3:2)&lt;br /&gt;           • 2560 x 1712 (3:2)&lt;br /&gt;           • 2048 x   1360 (3:2)&lt;br /&gt;           • 3264 x 1840 (16:9)&lt;br /&gt;           • 2560 x 1440 (16:9)&lt;br /&gt;         • 1920 x 1080   (16:9) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Movie clips&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• 640 x 480 @ 30 / 10fps&lt;br /&gt;           • 320 x 240 @ 30 / 10fps&lt;br /&gt;         • 848 x 480 @ 30 /   10fps (16:9) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;File formats&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• JPEG Exif v2.2&lt;br /&gt;           • DPOF&lt;br /&gt;         • QuickTime Motion JPEG &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Lens&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• 18x optical zoom&lt;br /&gt;           • 28 - 504 mm (35 mm equiv)&lt;br /&gt;           • LEICA DC   VARIO-ELMARIT&lt;br /&gt;         • F2.8 - F4.2 &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Image stabilization&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;MEGA O.I.S. (Mode1 / Mode2)&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Conversion lenses&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Digital zoom &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;up to 4x&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Focus&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;AF-Macro On/Off, AF/MF Switchable, Manual Focus(Joystick), One Shot AF,   Continuous AF On/Off&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;AF area modes &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;Face / 1-point / 1-point high speed / 3-point high speed / Multi-point / Spot&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;AF assist lamp &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;Yes&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Focus distance&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Normal: 30 cm-infinity (wide) 200 cm - infinity (tele)&lt;br /&gt;           • Macro: 1   cm-infinity (wide) 200 cm - infinity (tele 6-11x)&lt;br /&gt;         • Tele Macro (at 12-18x) :   100cm - infinity&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Metering&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Intelligent Multiple&lt;br /&gt;           • Center-weighted&lt;br /&gt;         • Spot &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;ISO sensitivity&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Auto&lt;br /&gt;           • ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;           • ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;           • ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;           • ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;           • ISO 1250&lt;br /&gt;           •   ISO 1600&lt;br /&gt;         • High Sensitivity mode Auto (ISO 1600 - 6400) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Exposure compensation&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;+/- 2EV in 1/3EV steps &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Exposure bracketing &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;+/- 1/3 EV -1EV step, 3 frames&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Shutter speed&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Program AE: 1-1/2000 sec&lt;br /&gt;           • Aperture Priority AE / Shutter Priority AE:   8-1/2000 sec&lt;br /&gt;           • Manual: 60-1/2000sec.&lt;br /&gt;         • Starry Sky Mode: 15, 30, 60sec&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Aperture&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;F2.8 - 8 (wide) F4.8 - 8 (tele) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Modes&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Intelligent AUTO&lt;br /&gt;           • Program AE&lt;br /&gt;           • Aperture Priority AE&lt;br /&gt;           • Shutter   Priority AE&lt;br /&gt;           • Manual&lt;br /&gt;           • Custom&lt;br /&gt;           • Portrait mode&lt;br /&gt;           • Scenery mode&lt;br /&gt;           •   Sports mode&lt;br /&gt;           • Night portrait mode&lt;br /&gt;           • Scene&lt;br /&gt;           • Motion picture&lt;br /&gt;           • Print&lt;br /&gt;         • Playback &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Scene modes &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• Food&lt;br /&gt;           • Party&lt;br /&gt;           • Candle Light&lt;br /&gt;           • Sunset&lt;br /&gt;           • High Sensitivity&lt;br /&gt;           •   Baby1&lt;br /&gt;           • Baby2&lt;br /&gt;           • Pet&lt;br /&gt;           • Panning&lt;br /&gt;           • Starry Sky&lt;br /&gt;           • Fireworks&lt;br /&gt;           •   Beach&lt;br /&gt;           • Snow&lt;br /&gt;         • Aerial photo&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Advanced scene mode&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;• Portrait mode : Normal, Soft Skin, Outdoor, Indoor, Creative&lt;br /&gt;           • Scenery mode   : Normal, Nature, Architecture, Creative&lt;br /&gt;           • Sports mode : Normal, Outdoor,   Indoor, Creative&lt;br /&gt;         • Night Portrait : Night Portrait, Night Scenery,   Illuminations, Creative&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;White balance&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Auto&lt;br /&gt;           • Daylight&lt;br /&gt;           • Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;           • Shade&lt;br /&gt;           • Halogen&lt;br /&gt;           • Flash&lt;br /&gt;         • White   Set 1/2 &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;White balance fine tune &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;2-axis adjustable, ±9steps each, Blue/Amber and Magenta/Green bias&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Self timer&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;2 or 10sec, 10sec / 3 images &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Continuous shooting&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;Full-Resolution: 3 frames/sec or 2 frames/sec max. 7 images (Standard mode),   Max. 5 images (Fine Mode)&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Image parameters&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Contrast&lt;br /&gt;           • Sharpness&lt;br /&gt;           • Saturation&lt;br /&gt;           • Noise Reduction&lt;br /&gt;         • 5 levels   (-2 to +2) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Flash&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Auto&lt;br /&gt;           • Auto / Red-eye reduction&lt;br /&gt;           • Forced On&lt;br /&gt;           • Forced On / Red-eye   Reduction&lt;br /&gt;           • Slow Sync / Red-eye reduction&lt;br /&gt;           • Forced Off&lt;br /&gt;           • Flash output   adjustment 1/3EV step, +/-2 EV&lt;br /&gt;         • Range: 0.3 - 6.0 m (wide) 1.0 - 4.0 m (tele) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Viewfinder&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;0.44" Color EVF (188K Pixels), Field of View : approx. 100%&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;LCD monitor&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• 2.5-inch Polycrystalline TFT&lt;br /&gt;           • 207,000 pixels&lt;br /&gt;         • Auto Power LCD mode,   Power LCD mode, High angle mode&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Connectivity&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• DC in&lt;br /&gt;           • AV out&lt;br /&gt;           • USB &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th&gt;Print compliance &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td&gt;PictBridge&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Storage&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• SD / SDHC / MMC&lt;br /&gt;           • 27 MB built-in memory &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Power&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;• Li-ion battery pack&lt;br /&gt;           • Optional AC adapter&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Weight (no batt) &lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;360 g (12.7 oz) &lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;th width="124"&gt;Dimensions&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;td width="359"&gt;117.6 x 75.3 x 88.2 mm (4.6 x 3.0 x 3.5 in)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3564228905479581915?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3564228905479581915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3564228905479581915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3564228905479581915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3564228905479581915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-7718027628484682113</id><published>2008-04-13T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:21:25.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='歐儸巴之旅--香港準備篇'/><title type='text'>煩阿</title><content type='html'>現在腦子裏面全是去歐洲的事情，簽證需要的文件，有的要重新準備，有的要修改，有的要等待，有的要花錢。大學的通知書到現在還沒有個着落，等啊等，等啊等...漫長的等待，看來又要重復去年暑假的一幕了，淚阿...&lt;br /&gt;太多的未知，太多的不確定，這個星期我發現已經有一部分人買了機票，我也開始想了，找同學的親戚問了一下，嘿，這個麻煩阿，歐洲的交通方便的沒話説，但是選擇太多，讓我不知所措阿。初步計劃：&lt;br /&gt;1，等待大學通知書&lt;br /&gt;2，慢慢開始準備簽證的文件（其中有一個文件看看能不能改，不能的話下次去領事館簽證的時候說清楚）&lt;br /&gt;3，訂機票：盡可能便宜的機票到維也納，然後可能也是做内陸飛機到布拉格，在從布拉格内陸飛機到德國的hannover，暫定是這樣。&lt;br /&gt;4，預定在布拉格的旅店，再去弄點佈朗&lt;br /&gt;事情要一步一步做，飯要一口一口吃...&lt;br /&gt;無奈阿...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-7718027628484682113?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7718027628484682113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=7718027628484682113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7718027628484682113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7718027628484682113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='煩阿'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2838312852540904324</id><published>2008-04-05T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T23:45:30.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Dreaming back to Egypt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;昨晚，又夢到了埃及，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;藍色的尼羅河是那麽的耀眼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;幸福，因爲有了你！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;今天是個好天氣，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;明媚的陽光，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;陣陣的微風，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;沒有嘈雜聲，好安靜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;突然我覺得，我好想念埃及的下午。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;一樣的陽光，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;一樣的微風，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;一樣的安靜，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;不同的是身邊有一條大河，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;遠處是片片黃沙，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我真的好想念你啊，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我的埃及！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;什麽時候我可以再次踏上這片土地？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;魂牽夢繞，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;暗自惆悵。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我想你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;埃及！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2838312852540904324?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2838312852540904324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2838312852540904324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2838312852540904324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2838312852540904324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/dreaming-back-to-egypt.html' title='Dreaming back to Egypt'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-9095339582354587312</id><published>2008-04-05T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T03:42:13.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Major Journal'/><title type='text'>Generation 45 in Germany</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;By the end of World War Two, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; has already become a ruin, not only those physical cities, but also in the mental world of German people. They faced a total destruction: broken cities, shortage of food and labor, homeless people, disarmed industry facilities and especially the haunted past. Confronted with those hard situations, 1945 marked as a new beginning for the Germans-Stunde Null. Everything in the past has been destroyed, then a new one can be built. The old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; has gone and a new one was about to rise. City after city, people slowly and painstakingly rebuilt their homes. In order to control the inflation, government introduced the currency reform which can be seen as the turning point of German economy. And politically under the strong leadership of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Adenaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; re-established democracy, and went out the shadow of political crisis after 1945. Even though, the way Adenaur achieved the goal was somewhat authoritarian, but it was greatly because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Adenaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; could stand equally with her western European countries. Although the Stunde Null labeled as a new beginning, but the past did not disappear, instead it kept haunting the Generation45. Faced the feeling of guilty it would not be easy to just say: ich bin nicht Schuld. The guilt past continually emerged before the Generation that they were unable to confront with it. And the Nurnberg Trail seemingly gave Germans a chance to say: it was them not me that committed those crimes. And the ordinary Germans chose to focus one more practical problem rather to confront with the unbearable past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1950s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; experienced the economic miracle. The fast growth of economic power and material goods, allowed Germans to improve their living standards. And the secret behind this miracle was the invention of the Social Market Economy which took the middle road of socialism and capitalism and was aimed to balance the distribution of wealth, increase social welfares and control inflations. The system of collective bargaining and codetermination allowed sides, company and workers, to gain their profits. With the economic miracle taking place, a cultural change also followed. Everyday life and living pattern were greatly influenced by the miracle. A new consume culture was developed. Household was equipped with new electronic devices, wagen become the newly favorite item of people, and fashion motto was: shop until you drop and eat until you drop. For the problem of past, people enjoyed Heimat Film, which created an ideal past, more than confronting with the true past. Also people were keen of making vacations, going out to enjoy different views. At the same time, with the Marshal Plan which was more mentally influential than economical influential, the American cultures poured into Germany. Coco-cola, Micky Mouse, Rock n’Roll, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;…A period of Americanization began which filled in the German cultural blank and also marked a total contrast with the old generation. Young people quickly absorbed those elements and developed their own behavior and worldviews. They tended to be more rebellious and more critical about the old generation. So far, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;West Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; had changed a lot, they have already get rid of the economic crisis and started a new economic bloom. But beneath the martial world, this generation still could not get rid of the past, they kept silence, but the past was always there. So as the new Generation was in formation, they disagreed with their parental Generation45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On the other side of wall was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;East Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. She was under the total control of communism, and differed very much from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;West Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; with many aspects, from political, economic to everyday life and culture. Contrasted with its appealing political goals, the reality was totally different with SED’s political claims. The entire society was control by a single political party SED, from economy to single person’s daily life. The Eastern government abolished the free market economy and put the entire economy under the name of nation. There was no private ownership and the goods needed to be distributed. As to people’s life, they always face with food shortage and their private lives were controlled by state and its policeman. People were taught by the party that they have to follow whatever the party said and the party was always right. Life in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;East   Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; was repressive and hard, eventually people rebelled and the society became very unstable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The Generation45 was formed after the World War Two and faced with a broken past and the urgent desire of a new beginning. And with the division of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, East and West went on two different ways, and their people too. Western people with democracy and social market economy experienced great cultural change and gained more material life, but the past kept haunting Western people. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;East Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, with the claim of total break with the past, people were under communism control, and lived a repressive life. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-9095339582354587312?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9095339582354587312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=9095339582354587312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/9095339582354587312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/9095339582354587312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/generation-45-in-germany.html' title='Generation 45 in Germany'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1642067882352175837</id><published>2008-04-05T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T03:35:27.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Tibet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我從來不認自己是一個愛國主義者，中國的各種問題我也是看在眼裏，無奈在心裏。但是不管我怎樣的鄙視中國，我個人作爲一個中國人的這個標簽是一輩子也揭不去了，不管我會多少外語，學了了多少外國風俗，這個事實是改變不了的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我很少關心國家大事，但是我卻很關心西藏問題。我很喜愛西藏文化，它的獨特，純潔，神秘，虔誠，讓我傾心不已。但是就是這麽一個與世無爭的文化，卻在這個時候上演了這麽一出鬧劇，令人難以置信。“西藏要獨立！”很好！為使麽呢？有人說歷史上西藏就不屬於我們，誰說的？ 歷史書說的！但是歷史書是誰寫的呢？歷史書的編撰向來有失公正，就算我再怎麽避免，也是無法做到的。中國人邊的歷史書一定在一定程度上偏向中國人，西方人編撰的一定會以西方的價值觀角度來看待問題。所以說，歷史上西藏就屬於中國這個説法是在很難讓人信服的。在我所讀的歷史書上，西藏與中央的關係一向都是若即若離的，所以不管你政治上怎樣去interpret都是說得通的。我先不管西藏是不是我們的，讓我管道氣憤的是西方的媒體。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;西方一直標榜自己是自由，民主的正宗接班人，他們看待中國常常是以有色眼鏡來看的，不要不承認！而且西方人特別敏感，只要已有事情關係到所謂的自由和民主，他們就特別emotional，不分青紅皂白的責備人，對事情的真實經過不管不問，就拿西藏問題來説，我敢打賭沒有多少人是真正了解西藏的，但是他們卻一口咬定中央政府血腥鎮壓，拜托阿~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也寫不下去了，反正我想說的是：&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tibet, you are part of China!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1642067882352175837?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1642067882352175837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1642067882352175837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1642067882352175837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1642067882352175837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/tibet.html' title='Tibet'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3275601237397318809</id><published>2008-04-02T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T01:25:44.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Several Things to Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is a busy week, but up to this point, I have finished all classes in this week. So, I have 4 days off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is a meaningful week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday, I joint the Hall celebration for a poem reading. It was great. And I have finished all my presentations with my Professor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today I finally received my scholarship before many Professors and my classmates. The founders of this scholarship personally gave me the money. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amun-Re helped me again, I donot know how to give it back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Amun-Re!! And I had launch with some important professors. I had fears, but I managed them well. Just now I ended a small mandarin lesson with my German friend. She wants to go to Taiwan, so I am responsible for the task of teaching her some mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things to come: termpapers, presentations, visa problems, finals, many,many to come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3275601237397318809?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3275601237397318809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3275601237397318809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3275601237397318809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3275601237397318809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/04/several-things-to-record.html' title='Several Things to Record'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6549956494817771018</id><published>2008-03-20T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:17:31.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>"Art of Ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.2688.com/Product/508/508608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://image.2688.com/Product/508/508608.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;都說中文書裏面沒有埃及學得好書，我卻有點將信將疑。今天我可以下定論了：是的，沒有好書。（這裡的好我是指書中内容吸引讀者，令他們愛不釋手，讀到廢寢忘食。）不是論述不夠深入，就是資料千篇一律。&lt;古代埃及和美索佈達米亞美術&gt;看上去好專業的一個書名，其實也不過如此，雖然他自稱是中國人為世界美術著述的第一次嘗試，但是我可以說這本書和世界上其他國家，特別是歐洲編撰的書籍還有一段距離。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;先說這本書超級政治化的前言，就給人一個差勁的第一印象。一本論述藝術的書籍，竟然需要這麽政治化的前言。我個人認爲，這樣的書的前言因該講述中國學者對藝術的理解，而不是出版這本書的政治意義。文中提到：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不少歐美學者編著的世界美術史...受到歐洲中心論和西方中心論的影響，對亞洲特別是中國藝術史的面貌反映的很不充分， 對俄國和東歐藝術也存有偏見，不予介紹或一筆帶過。&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;還有...算啦...不寫這種帶有批判性的文字了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;撇開前言，總體來説這本書還可以算是合格的美術介紹書籍。其中對古埃及的藝術的描寫也不乏精彩的部分，只不夠要是在具體深入一點，那麽會在吸引讀者方面更上一層樓的。不過這也不能改中國學者，畢竟埃及學在中國並不發達，學者不多，資料也不豐富。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;做一點書摘：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1，埃及建築中的柱式式樣優美，變化很多，除了個別的特殊式樣之外，常見的有8种式樣：前多利亞式：與希臘多利亞柱式相似，但時間早于希臘，商博良認爲這種樣式是希臘多利亞式的先驅，顧命名為前多利亞式。哈托爾式：柱頭刻有哈托爾神的頭像，柱身為圓彫，刻有一束花莖。這種樣式多見於中王國時期。棕櫚式：模仿棕櫚的一柱式，柱頭有8片棕櫚葉合成的一個圓形，葉的下端饒有5個環帶。柱身特別長，頂端有扁方頂板，下游柱基。蓮花式：柱頭用一束含苞未放的蓮花作爲裝飾，這種蓮花是埃及地方特有的睡蓮。柱身 用4到6根花莖為一束，莖的上部用5條環帶束縛着。這種柱式流行于古王朝第5王朝到新王朝之間。以後逐漸消失。後來的托勒米王朝又有出現。紙莎草式：很接近蓮花式。柱身用16支紙莎草為一束，柱身是含苞待放的紙莎草。這一樣式創立于古王朝的第5王朝時期，盛行于新王朝的阿梅諾菲斯時代。 直到古埃及末期，這個樣式經久不衰。紙莎草變體式：紙莎草式的簡單化。新王朝第19王朝以後才出現。主體全身完全模仿紙莎草式，不過柱身改爲一根莖。柱身表面光滑，飾以象形文字和圖形。比例粗壯，敦實厚重使這一樣式的特點。開花的紙莎草式：柱頭是盛開的紙莎草花， 柱頭的下端有三角形裝飾。混合式：創立于較晚的托勒米王朝。柱頭像是許多紙莎草花束在一起，極爲華麗。&lt;br /&gt;2，中王國時期的經濟，文化繁榮，但社會關係顯然比古王國要複雜得多。在經歷了幾百年動亂之後，人們不再相信有永恒的社會秩序，不再相信天下獨尊的法老地位不可動搖。在古王國只有法老被指定為神， 而臣民的來世也依靠他的恩惠。 而在中王國，州的統治者也享有神的權利，這種權利進一步放鬆，甚至連葬禮的祭司也可享受神的禮遇。 神權的鬆懈反映在藝術上，是不再有古王國時代卓越宏偉的建築和雕像。法老的陵墓也沒有過去那樣高大堂皇， 大多是塼砌的小型金字塔，只是表面上包一層石灰岩，相反， 貴族們的墳墓其華麗程度似可與國王陵墓相媲美。&lt;br /&gt;3，（阿肯那頓）的臉部是沉思的，十分精致的甚至是病態的容貌，具有令人不安的神祕感。 對於這一點，它比早期和晚期的埃及法老那毫無表情，呆板的假面具更富有感染力，埃及法老的面具總是充滿着宗教氣息， 於世俗世界是遠離隔絕的。...阿肯那頓的雕像，表現了他作爲一個改革傢的面容：臉部清瘦，嘴的綫條柔和，眼神裏流露出夢幻般的迷離，表現出一種沉湎于冥思苦想的哲學家的精神氣質和神經質，顯示出一個激進改革傢的急躁和狂熱的性格。&lt;br /&gt;4，奈菲爾提提雕像：從她的典雅姿態中散發出理想主義的美和寫實主義的氣息。她高傲的台着頭，低垂着眼簾， 肉色皮膚繪飾得柔軟而平滑。這件肖像傑作具有完美的形式感和韻律美，高高升起的皇冠和細長的頭頸構成優美的綫條，微揚的頭部和專著的眼神仿佛表現皇后剛巧停頓一下，注視着什麽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6549956494817771018?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6549956494817771018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6549956494817771018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6549956494817771018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6549956494817771018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/art-of-ancient-egypt-and-mesopotamia.html' title='&quot;Art of Ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia&quot;'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8345562446428705772</id><published>2008-03-19T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:25.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Bravo!!審美大餐！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;剛剛才從浴室裏爬出來，回到寢室已經是滿身的泥巴了。很奇怪吧？為什麽好端端的會有泥巴？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;今晚，我享受了一次超級精神盛宴！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;大約一個月前，我在網上預訂了一個節目：來自法國的馬戲團--Zingaro。據説他們是專程被香港賽馬會請來表演的。文化機構花了大價錢做宣傳工作，都是溢美之詞：橫掃全球，法國國寶，首都來港，馬上的羅曼蒂克...不管怎麽樣我花了500HKD買到了好位子。第二排！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-E0G--WugI/AAAAAAAAAt8/c9rDpfxS6BU/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-E0G--WugI/AAAAAAAAAt8/c9rDpfxS6BU/s400/DSC00120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179478341041175042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zingaro中文名字：星燿馬術奇藝坊。西班牙語和意大利語意為“吉普賽人”。奇藝坊成立于1984，創辦人是一位名叫Bartabas的愛駒之人，同時他自身又是一位傑出的藝術家。劇團在他的帶領之下，聞名世界。而Bartabas卻始終保持着神秘，沒有人知道他的出生地，甚至他的真名也不爲人所治。 不過他對藝術的追求和對馬匹的熱愛卻是極其熱切的。他旗下的演員，騎士，馬匹都是百裏挑一，不過我最敬佩的是他對馬匹的挑選。他對馬匹的血統要求不高，但是他會觀察馬的靈性， 捉摸馬的脾氣，好似對待人一樣。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Eud--WueI/AAAAAAAAAts/ValKGiXCf3Y/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Eud--WueI/AAAAAAAAAts/ValKGiXCf3Y/s400/DSC00124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179472139108399586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;說實話，馬戲團這個概念對我來說應該是很遠的記憶了。朦朧中只記得小時候偶爾會有不知從哪裏來的馬戲團在一塊空地方大了棚，髒髒的蘭紅白三色的帳篷。表演的具體内容我是記不得了，大概也就是一些耍動物的節目。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;事過這麽多年，突然在網上又看到了這個名詞， 而且全是讚美之詞，在記憶和好奇心的驅使下我決定去觀看。今天終于等到了。這次的Zingaro為香港觀衆特別排演了一處新劇：Battuta。這個詞來源於羅馬尼亞語，吉普賽語和法語，指的是傳統吉普賽音樂中起支配作用的節奏拍子和狂野的表達方式。事實上整個作品表現了吉普賽人的古老遊牧文化，狂野，自由，熱情，奔放，原始。只是節目開始的短短幾分鈡，精神和心情已經被作品支配。 Things were about to go wild!整個節目精彩紛呈，騎士的力量和技術，演員的滑稽和投入，音樂的熱情和跳躍，我的心慢慢的步向狂野和自由。作品中還參雜了很多元素：孤獨的新娘，可愛的棕熊，吉普賽人的生活...笑料百出。但是我喜愛的部分是馬。我最愛馬！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Ezou-WufI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Mj0qHMkEuU4/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Ezou-WufI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Mj0qHMkEuU4/s400/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179477821350132210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;馬象徵着自由，野性，原始，奔放，力量，速度和不拘小節，僅僅是看着他們站立的樣子我就已經傾倒了。世間怎麽會有如此美麗的生物？！我真想擁有一匹駿馬，天天住在馬房裏！節目中的36匹超級駿馬，看到我熱淚盈眶，不是誇張，他們真得很美！！儅他們快速跑動起來的時候，在近到我可以摸到他們的舉起奔跑起來的時候，我也奔跑起來了，一陣陣颶風刮過，心被刮走了...（由於駿馬跑得太快，我的位子太前，泥巴浴是免不了的——）心被一次又一次的震撼，他們的自由和力量是天生的！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8345562446428705772?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8345562446428705772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8345562446428705772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8345562446428705772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8345562446428705772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/bravo.html' title='Bravo!!審美大餐！'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-E0G--WugI/AAAAAAAAAt8/c9rDpfxS6BU/s72-c/DSC00120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4469391540357623909</id><published>2008-03-19T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:25.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Presentation2:Maenner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Eq2O-WudI/AAAAAAAAAtk/B6yf6upJvac/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Eq2O-WudI/AAAAAAAAAtk/B6yf6upJvac/s400/DSC00113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179468157673716178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I finished my second presentation. It went very well and smooth. Actually I thought that I would have no need to present in yesterday's class, but Prof said that we are running out of time, we have to hurry up, so we had 30 more minutes of class. I had little preparation, but any way, haha~~~&lt;br /&gt;In the presentation my task was to make clear of topic of man in Germany 70s, facing the clture change, and men too were in a hard place. By introducing a film called Maenner, a comedy, directed by a female director. I tried to explain that why were men actually more inseure, more vulnerable than women at that time.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy the class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4469391540357623909?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4469391540357623909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4469391540357623909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4469391540357623909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4469391540357623909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/presentation2maenner.html' title='Presentation2:Maenner'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-Eq2O-WudI/AAAAAAAAAtk/B6yf6upJvac/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-7133330787966299004</id><published>2008-03-18T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:28.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>I am Going to Uni Goettingen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since I have heard from my prof that I am going to Uni Goettingen, I have been keen to get to know the Uni before I go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uni Goettingen is a very big Uni, the size I mean, in Germany, 27000 students. And Goettingen is also a university town with culture and scholars. It is an old Uni which was found in 1737. So far hundreds of years, hehe~~~~I like old Uni! The most exciting thing is that Goettingen has one of the largest liberary in Germany, that means I can read a lot, as long as I am not afraid of German.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was looking for WGs, but it seems very expensive for me to rent, maybe I just stay in Studentenheim...Compromise....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-CtiO-WuVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cX291YJEnOI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179330375122860370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-CtiO-WuVI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cX291YJEnOI/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-CtpO-WuWI/AAAAAAAAAss/W-dMn0KIzzA/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179330495381944674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R-CtpO-WuWI/AAAAAAAAAss/W-dMn0KIzzA/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R98r0e-WuQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/q0na9xcPQc8/s400/DSC00110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178906277167151362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My first presentation was finally over. I talked amost an hour on stage, I was not neverous, this was good. Prof. and students asked in total 4 questions, I managed to answer them all. And the notes I prepared for emerging case: forgeting words on stage, were totally useless. Haha~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-817954177231328451?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/817954177231328451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=817954177231328451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/817954177231328451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/817954177231328451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/presentation1-willy-brandtraf.html' title='Presentation1 Willy Brandt+RAF'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R98r0e-WuQI/AAAAAAAAAr8/q0na9xcPQc8/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1561361915341897663</id><published>2008-03-16T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:56:06.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>die bleierne Zeit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.deutsches-filmhaus.de/filme_einzeln/t_einzeln/trotta_margarete/bleierne_zeit_pl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.deutsches-filmhaus.de/filme_einzeln/t_einzeln/trotta_margarete/bleierne_zeit_pl1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Der Film “die bleierne Zeit“ beschriet eine Geschichte über zwei Schwestern, die die beide zur Generation68 gehörten. Die ältere Schwester war Juliane. Sie arbeitete als eine Journalistin für ein feministisches Magazin. Die andere Schwester, die Marianne heißt, war eine Terroristin. Sie gehörte zur die Organisation RAF.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Die Zeit gegen 1968 war sehr stark und schwer wegen verschidenen Konflikte, Vietnam Krieg, Große Koalition zwischen SPD und CUD, kalter Krieg zwischen Kommunismus und Kapitalismus. Gleichzeitig hat eine neue Kulture innerhalb der Jugend entwirklt. Obwohl frueher die Studierenden keine Lust fuer die Politik hatten, langsam fanden sie, dass es nicht nur in der Politik konservative Ideologien gab, sondern auch in der ganzen Welt. Die Jugend kritisirten alles, von der deutsche Regierung, der alte Generation, zur weltweiten Politik. Die neue Generation68 wollte eine Welt, die die Jugend getraumt haben. Sie moechten die alte Welt veraendern. Deshalb hatte damals zwei unterschiedliche Ideologien, eine war Reform, die andere war Gewalt, die so genannt Terrorismus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jetzt begin der Film. Juliana repräsentierte die Ideologie Reform, Marianna repräsentierte natuerlich die Terrorismus. Zwar die beide wollten eine bessere Gesellschaft, aber sie verachteten sich ueber die Wege, die die selbst gewaehlen haben. So in dem ganzen Film existierte der Konflikt immer. Aber ich interessiere mich besonders fuer die grosse Veraenderung der Schwestern,von der Kindheit zu dem &lt;a href="http://dict.tu-chemnitz.de/deutsch-englisch/Erwachsensein.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;" lang="DE"&gt;Erwachsensein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Was laesst die beide veraendern? Das ist aber eine schwierge Frage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Als die Schwestern klein waren, sie lebten in einer &lt;a href="http://dict.tu-chemnitz.de/deutsch-englisch/autorit%e4r.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;" lang="DE"&gt;autoritär&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;en Familie, in der ihrer Vater die Macht war. Sie mussten alles was ihrer Vater sagte machen. Aber Juliana war damal ziemlich rebellisch. Sie zog black jeans, rauchte. Ihre Frisur war sowie eine hippie. Sie machte alles gegen die Tradition. Im Vergleich zu Juiana war Marianne ein Kontrast. Sie war suess, gehorsam. Interessant ist dass, wenn sie groesser wurden, war Marianna ganz rebellisch. Ich glaube, die &lt;a href="http://dict.tu-chemnitz.de/deutsch-englisch/Weltanschauung.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;" lang="DE"&gt;Weltanschauung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wird in der kindkeit entdenkt. Als Marianna ein Kind war, war die Atmosphaere in der Familie sehr repressive und autoritaer, aber als die Zeit verging, Marianne hat gesehen, dass die Gesellschaft nichts aendert hat. Die grosse Koalition, der Krieg... Deshalb hat sie im Film gesagt: Gedanken aendern nichts! Nur die Gewalt laesst die Gesellschaft und auch den Gedanken veraendern, sMarianne glaubte.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Der Film ist schwer zu verstehen, aber Bravo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1561361915341897663?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1561361915341897663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1561361915341897663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1561361915341897663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1561361915341897663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/die-bleierne-zeit.html' title='die bleierne Zeit'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-232855096231507663</id><published>2008-03-12T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:26:04.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>這日子過的</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;這段時間，香港天天陽光燦爛，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;心情不由自主地好了很多，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;太陽的威力果然很大阿。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;明媚的陽光，陣陣的清風，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;這個時節的香港還算過得去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;上萬3個小時德文，回到宿舍，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;想着要把下個星期的presentation資料看完，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;但是結果卻是看了一出青春電影：what girl wants。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                        super，很美好！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-232855096231507663?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/232855096231507663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=232855096231507663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/232855096231507663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/232855096231507663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_12.html' title='這日子過的'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2733687294069921959</id><published>2008-03-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:55:02.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>心力憔悴阿...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;不想用英文了，我要訴苦！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;從來沒有這麽用力地去看一部喜劇，3遍阿，Hess，傻子一樣的試圖找出戲劇裏面的深層含義， 放在歷史背景下面找，我找遍了整個圖書館，以及網上的eBook 和eJournal...只爲了星期二的presentation 更加厚實一點。每個星期一個presentation，連續4個星期，我是找資料找的心力憔悴，看書倒還不算什麽，最可惡的就是什麽資料也找不到，德文好 久沒有用，上課的時候嘴巴都張不開，感覺有好多點的生疏阿。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;這個semester的GPA肯定會下跌阿，已經沒有懸念了！我淚奔阿... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;終于體會到第一組他們所說的生不如死的感覺了，Hess整人可真是厲害阿！慈祥的professor也有殺人不見血的一面阿...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2733687294069921959?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2733687294069921959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2733687294069921959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2733687294069921959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2733687294069921959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_08.html' title='心力憔悴阿...'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2727073166540903750</id><published>2008-03-05T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T18:37:10.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Daily Quatsch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Several things to report.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1, Prof. Hess finally gave his answer to my exchange year in Germany. I will go to Goettingen University for a one-year-exchange programme. And I am able to join the Egyptology department. Ha!~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2, I received a schloarship of 1000Euro for my study in Germany. That is great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3, I have to speak more in class, I feel that since the beginning of this semester, I havn't talked enough. Prof.Hess's class I am still talking, but ohters, especially in German class. Yeah...maybe the class is boring or something, maybe I am too lazy to answer. I am ya...just donot interested in German class which teaches us how to do in a campany or how many divisios in industry bussiness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2727073166540903750?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2727073166540903750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2727073166540903750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2727073166540903750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2727073166540903750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/daily-quatsch.html' title='Daily Quatsch'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-369076288378438258</id><published>2008-03-03T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:35:48.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>terror movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After seeing so many terror movies, I feel that I am ready to make a short summary for both Amerian terrors and Asian terrors.&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-11.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Amerian Terror:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;examples: Resident Evil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Saw, Dead Silence, House of Wax,the Silence of the Lambs, Final Destination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keyword: &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;Blood, Killing, Disremember, Monster, Fire, Zombies, Vampires...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It seems that Amerian terrors are using bloody death or sick characters to attrack people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Asian Terror:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;examples: Ju on the Grudge, Ring, Yeogo goedam, Hidden Floor, many many more....terror movies are famous in Japan, Korea, and HK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Keywords: &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;Hair, Corpse, White colth,Floor, Bathroon, Night, Sound, Shadow, Eyes, Hospital, Female ghost, Old lady, Graveyard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-369076288378438258?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/369076288378438258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=369076288378438258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/369076288378438258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/369076288378438258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/terror-movies.html' title='terror movies'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5482629415943780622</id><published>2008-03-02T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T06:31:24.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>日子</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我們常常羡慕別人，&lt;br /&gt;殊不知，&lt;br /&gt;我們自己擁有的已經是最大的幸福！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5482629415943780622?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5482629415943780622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5482629415943780622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5482629415943780622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5482629415943780622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='日子'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6916268697634192958</id><published>2008-02-25T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:06:34.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Daily Quatsch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, time goes, I live, I say, I think, I sleep, I walk, I see, I do!&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-11.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;"&gt;1, Coming 5 big presentations about Europe, about the so called Generation 68, continually for 4 weeks. Super presentation!&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-17.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;"&gt;2, Japanese Consulate deutlich turned me down, well, shit! Quatsch: I can get a Visa in HK unless I have the permission from central government. Who else can I get help from, Wu Jingtao or Wen Jiabao??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-09.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6916268697634192958?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6916268697634192958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6916268697634192958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6916268697634192958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6916268697634192958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-quatsch.html' title='Daily Quatsch'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6913848664859377582</id><published>2008-02-22T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T07:05:50.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Legally Blonde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2383217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2383217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Started from yesterday, continually  has been watching for two days, except being cut by classes. Anyway, finished!&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple, nice story. A baby-looking girl tried her best to prove that her beauty was all she has, but also intelligence, by being admitted into Havard law school. And she did quite a nice job in law studying. Although her boyfriend told her that he had to be with someone smart and good. By smart and good he meant someone who can be admitted by Havard law school and have an outstanding family background. Obviously she had give her boyfirend a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;P.s. her boyfriend has the narrowst definition of being good!&lt;br /&gt;But is I were this girl, probably I won't do the same, except that I would also want to improve that I am too can be excellent. But I will use another way.To improve some thing does not mean that I have to choose a subject which I do not like. I am sure that this blond girl does not like law at all at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....I am too sleepy now, brain power runs out...switch back to Chinese...&lt;br /&gt;春睏的厲害，沒力氣寫英文了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;劇中主角個性十足，突兀的存在于一群哈佛書蟲當中。獨到的行爲方式，個性的待人接物，使她不久便受學生教授喜愛。同時加上她優異的學習成績，她有資格be cool。&lt;br /&gt;在她的畢業典禮上，她說的一段話真是truely precious。Life needs passion！生活中儅有激情，做事也需要，但是激情並不是瘋狂與浮躁。智者有激情，俗人有的只是自以爲是的假激情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2359513.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6913848664859377582?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6913848664859377582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6913848664859377582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6913848664859377582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6913848664859377582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/legally-blonde.html' title='Legally Blonde'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6473246978574196052</id><published>2008-02-18T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T05:23:44.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>IL DIVO-Classic Gentlemen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://classymusic.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/ildivo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://classymusic.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/ildivo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I didnot know that they are called IL DIVO until one small accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One day I was in Internet, searching some pics, and bang! I saw them,  and I can clearly recall one image which was printed in my head very deep.&lt;br /&gt;I donot know which world cup it was, but I knew the song was sang by four incredible handsome gentlemen. I remember the first time I saw them on TV, they were walking in the football field in the night, wearing suit, bright white lights made the football stadium like a large stage, then they sang. I was immediately attracted by them and was conquered. They were so...... charming and classic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I know that not only are they handsome, but also excellent singers! Everytime I saw them on the stage, singing...Oh..My Amun-Re...killing me...Why are they so deadly charming?! I think I ama kind of person who likes classic gentleman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvy9OOHPQRU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvy9OOHPQRU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/5099602708036960150-6473246978574196052?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6473246978574196052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6473246978574196052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6473246978574196052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6473246978574196052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/il-divo-classic-gentlemen.html' title='IL DIVO-Classic Gentlemen!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3049532620483596488</id><published>2008-02-16T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:11:35.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>2008.2.16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was writing an application of a scholarship. The donators need one article which can convince them to give the money. I am really afraid and sick of writing those knids of article. You have to come about really good reasons and sometimes this article will turn into a self-propaganda, making some plans or oath which who knows will come true or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I again have to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a dream, many times it has helped me. Now I have to present it once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This dream I am not even confident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;some people say: dare to dream. Right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3049532620483596488?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3049532620483596488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3049532620483596488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3049532620483596488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3049532620483596488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008216.html' title='2008.2.16'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2396977007187596335</id><published>2008-02-14T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T04:49:01.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>2008.2.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Back to HK again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How many times already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I donot know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seems that I have already been used to those leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I was little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;from home to school, from school to home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;from village to city, from city to village,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;from Huzhou to Hong Kong, from Hong Kong to Huzhou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;from Germany to Hong Kong, from Hong Kong to Germany...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Life is like a journey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the destination is the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but the beauty alone the road is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And seize the day, making it extraordinary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The result of my Zertifikat Deutsch came out, I was the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was happy but the joy dissapeared quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2396977007187596335?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2396977007187596335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2396977007187596335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2396977007187596335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2396977007187596335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/2008214.html' title='2008.2.14'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-637464732372671930</id><published>2008-02-03T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:51:54.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>For You, Thousands of Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2171676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2171676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally I got this book. At first I was not quite willingly to pay 100HKD for a novel, after reading commends on Douban, I was convinced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I spent one day after my exam reading this book. It is really an excellent book, touching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"為你，千千萬萬邊。”簡單的句子卻有着震撼人心的力量。儅我第一次讀到這句話的時候，心裏着實被震動了好一會兒，書頁停留...細細的反復着這句話，心情變得好溫柔。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;富傢公子和僕人的友情童年使我浮想聯翩。我並不知道原來阿富汗也可以這麽美麗。印象中這個國家總是戰火連綿，淚水和絕望伴隨着人們。原來她也曾經擁有迷人的玫瑰花園，白皚皚的積雪，天真無瑕的孩子在街道上追逐，沿街叫賣的小販是孩子的圍繞的對象，春天的到來是風箏的節日。美不勝收...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是美夢的破滅就在那轉瞬之間，友情的，國家的。富傢公子爲了爭奪父愛而背叛自己的感情，將自己兒時玩伴趕出家門。這個決定使他在接下來的生活中後悔不已。儅僕人和他的父親離開的時候，我哭了，為什麽？我不明白。公子怎麽可以如此絕情，趕走一位朋友，一個一出生學會的第一個詞語就是阿米爾（公子的名字）的一個兄弟？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;後來我明白了，孩子對於父母之愛的渴望可以不顧兄弟之情，朋友之義。當然在他犯下這個終生錯誤之後對於自己良心反悔的無視，也是我們常常會做的。我們不必掩蓋。面對自己是需要勇氣的。“大人”都很難做到，更何況是一個孩子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;面對自己常常會發現自己原來是這麽醜惡。但是這正常，畢竟我們不是聖人，我們做不到一清二白。原諒自己，給自己一次救贖的機會。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;儅這位公子再次踏上阿富汗的土地的時候，他已經是一個有傢又有事業的男人，但是他的忠心的僕人在死在塔利班的槍口之下，爲了守護公子留在阿富汗的傢，死了。同時公子似乎也開始了自我救贖，然後他成功了，在以全身重傷的代價之下。但這是值得的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;。。。。寫不下去了，思路堵住了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-637464732372671930?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/637464732372671930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=637464732372671930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/637464732372671930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/637464732372671930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/for-you-thousands-of-times.html' title='For You, Thousands of Times'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5014958125905790168</id><published>2008-02-02T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:29.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>2008.01.30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R6RztF9PJII/AAAAAAAAAoU/NZrWpIaPN80/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R6RztF9PJII/AAAAAAAAAoU/NZrWpIaPN80/s400/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A snap right after my Zertifikat Deutsch in Wan Cai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was a cold day, and we had our test from 10:00am to 6:00pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was a long time, and also a hard time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Preparation for my German year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have decided to choose Goettingen as my one year exchange University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But one of my classmate wants the same. All right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now she won't even talk to me, as a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What a friendship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Things do not change, but we change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&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/5099602708036960150-5014958125905790168?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5014958125905790168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5014958125905790168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5014958125905790168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5014958125905790168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/02/20080130.html' title='2008.01.30'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R6RztF9PJII/AAAAAAAAAoU/NZrWpIaPN80/s72-c/DSC00111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1244211838847306826</id><published>2008-01-21T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T08:09:49.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>I Had Dinner with My Professor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Days ago, I heard my friends who are under the mentorship ( I am under the mentorship of a another teacher)of the hotest professor were talking, that they would have dinner with Prof. I thought, Okay, they would have something to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But one day, one of them told me that I was asked by Prof to go with them. Immediately I was surprised to hear the news, why? It is a mentorship activity, it has nothing to do with me, why ask me? Later I was offered more info that we would have dinner at a Egyptian restaurant. Then I thought, oh well, it makes sense now that once I told Prof that I love Egypt, clearly he didnot forget. I felt warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And today I had my dinner with him. The restaurant is very Egyptian feel or Middle East feel. Dim lights with Islamic decrorations, Egyptian posts and old Egyptian films.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Before the dinner we worried that Prof was going to talk to us about the third year in Germany, how he have decided to put us. I told him that I wanna go Goettingen but one classmate has the same choice...It is all up to Prof to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;During the dinner we 5 all ordered beer called Sakara from Egypt. But the aitress came up and told us that that was only one bottle left in storage. Surprisingly Prof said that I should get this bootle of beer. What should I say, nur Danke!  How should I read it, as a sign of letting me going to Goettingen or just because of my love to Egypt? And I was touched and...After that we chated for 4 hours, from moive to German people, life in Germany, food all around the world...everything, and it was very interesting, and Prof's personal charm was proved again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally we came to the problem of third year, Prof said that Goettingen uni is very excellent and students there are all regarded themselves very intelligent and try to prove to Prof and make impression. It will be very challenging to go there, besides that, the living envirnment is quite good. Whe Prof was talking he looked at me and finally he toasted with me. I donot how to read the sign, but other friends all agreed that Prof has said Yes...Who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I finished the beer, a whole bottle...we left at around 22:00. I wanna sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1244211838847306826?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1244211838847306826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1244211838847306826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1244211838847306826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1244211838847306826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-dinner-with-my-professor.html' title='I Had Dinner with My Professor'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8117292303947482344</id><published>2008-01-19T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:30.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My New Buddy on My Desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LDAUHSJcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3krPoWphUr8/s1600-h/DSC00112%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LDAUHSJcI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3krPoWphUr8/s400/DSC00112%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157398933459314114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LCpEHSJaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rn3FTJjGM0M/s1600-h/DSC00110%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LCpEHSJaI/AAAAAAAAAlo/rn3FTJjGM0M/s400/DSC00110%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157398534027355554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LCyUHSJbI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZzZKba9_HI0/s1600-h/DSC00111%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R5LCyUHSJbI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZzZKba9_HI0/s400/DSC00111%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157398692941145522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Got it from my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;New home on my desk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;make me happy when I see this little buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8117292303947482344?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8117292303947482344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8117292303947482344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1822808588908507166</id><published>2008-01-14T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:09:31.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>圆明园 / The Old Summer Palace, what should I say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s1958792.jpg" alt="" align="left" height="432" width="306" /&gt;Twice, I watched. And after that the only reaction was staying still. What should I say and what should I react? I wanna be proud but I felt sorrow, I was sad but meanwhile I was excited. How great this Palace! Far beyond expression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“请您用大理石、汉白玉、青铜和瓷器建造一个梦，用雪松做屋架、披上绸缎、缀满宝石，这儿盖神殿，那儿建后宫，放上神像，饰以琉璃，饰以黄金，饰以脂粉。 请诗人出身的建筑师建造一千零一夜的一千零一个梦，添上一座座花园，一方方水池，一眼眼喷泉，请您想象一个人类幻想中的仙境，其外貌是宫殿，是神庙。”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; ...............................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; there is no way I can keep writing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;在世界的某个角落，有一个世界奇迹。这个奇迹叫圆明园。艺术有两个来源，一是理想，理想产生欧洲艺术；一是幻想，幻想产生东方艺术。圆明园在幻想艺术中的 地位就如同巴特农神庙在理想艺术中的地位。一个几乎是超人的民族的想象力所能产生的成就尽在于此。和巴特农神庙不一样，这不是一件稀有的、独一无二的作 品；这是幻想的某种规模巨大的典范，如果幻想能有一个典范的话。请您想象有一座言语无法形容的建筑，某种恍若月宫的建筑，这就是圆明园。请您用大理石，用 玉石，用青铜，用瓷器建造一个梦，用雪松做它的屋架，给它上上下下缀满宝石，披上绸缎，这儿盖神殿，那儿建后宫，造城楼，里面放上神像，放上异兽，饰以琉 璃，饰以珐琅，饰以黄金，施以脂粉，请同是诗人的建筑师建造一千零一夜的一千零一个梦，再添上一座座花园，一方方水池，一眼眼喷泉，加上成群的天鹅、朱鹭 和孔雀，总而言之，请假设人类幻想的某种令人眼花缭乱的洞府，其外貌是神庙、是宫殿，那就是这座名园。为了创建圆明园，曾经耗费了两代人的长期劳动。这座 大得犹如一座城市的建筑物是世世代代的结晶。为谁而建?为了各国人民。因为，岁月创造的一切都是属于人类的。过去的艺术家、诗人、哲学家都知道圆明园；伏 尔泰就谈起过圆明园。人们常说：希腊有巴特农神庙，埃及有金字塔，罗马有斗兽场，巴黎有圣母院，而东方有圆明园。要是说，大家没有看见过它，但大家梦见过 它。这是某种令人惊骇而不知名的杰作，在不可名状的晨曦中依稀可见。宛如在欧洲文明的地平线上瞥见的亚洲文明的剪影。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　这个奇迹已经消失了。 &lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　有一天，两个强盗闯进了圆明园。一个强盗洗劫，另一个强盗放火。似乎得胜之后，便可以动手行窃了。他们对圆明园进行了大规模的劫掠，赃物由两 个胜利者均分。我们看到，这整个事件还与额尔金〔额尔金〕额尔金父子是臭名昭著的英国殖民主义者。小额尔金曾任英国驻加拿大总督，1860年10月，英法 联军火烧圆明园的罪魁之一。老额尔金曾任外交官员，参加毁坏希腊雅典巴特农神庙的罪恶活动，并掠走该神庙的精美大理石雕像。的名字有关，这名字又使人不能 不忆起巴特农神庙。从前对巴特农神庙怎么干，现在对圆明园也怎么干，只是更彻底，更漂亮，以至于荡然无存。我们所有大教堂的财宝加在一起，也许还抵不上东 方这座了不起的富丽堂皇的博物馆。那儿不仅仅有艺术珍品，还有大堆的金银制品。丰功伟绩!收获巨大!两个胜利者，一个塞满了腰包，这是看得见的，另一个装 满了箱箧。他们手挽手，笑嘻嘻地回到欧洲。这就是这两个强盗的故事。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　我们欧洲人是文明人，中国人在我们眼中是野蛮人。这就是文明对野蛮所干的事情。将受到历史制裁的这两个强盗，一个叫法兰西，另一个叫英吉利。 不过，我要抗议，感谢您给了我这样一个抗议的机会。治人者的罪行不是治于人者的过错；政府有时会是强盗，而人民永远也不会是强盗。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　法兰西帝国吞下了这次胜利的一半赃物，今天，帝国居然还天真地以为自己就是真正的物主，把圆明园富丽堂皇的破烂拿来展出。我希望有朝一日，解放了的干干净净的法兰西会把这份战利品归还给被掠夺的中国。 &lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　现在，我证实，发生了一次偷窃，有两名窃贼。 &lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　先生，以上就是我对远征中国的全部赞誉。 &lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　维克多·雨果 &lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;　　1861年11月25日于高城居   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1822808588908507166?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1822808588908507166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1822808588908507166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1822808588908507166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1822808588908507166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/old-summer-palace-what-should-i-say.html' title='圆明园 / The Old Summer Palace, what should I say?'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5402894441416434</id><published>2008-01-14T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:08:18.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>桂林之行04</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;本人屬於拖延症患者。。。遊記之類的東西。。。&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-10.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;到 達馬蒂中學的晚餐只有簡單的菜飯，我看着手中被乘的滿滿的飯，有一種吃不下去的感覺。平時不管是在家還是在學校，飯菜裏面沒有幾塊肉是不能叫菜的。本人是 個食肉動物，對於肉的需求量也不小。只是望着現在手裏的晚飯。。。再看看周圍得當地同學，拿着破破的鐵碗正吃得香呢。他們一邊嚼着菜飯一邊和身邊的朋友互 相説笑打鬧。完全沒有覺得飯菜的寒酸。是我太在意了吧。沒有選擇了，我吃下第一口菜飯突然發現並不是那麽難吃，甚至還很美味。原始的菜汁和着飯其實非常好 吃。沒有過多久我就把自己的晚飯裝下了肚子。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;飯菜本是填飽肚子用的，何必每次都要太講究呢？有肉的也是飯，只有菜的也是。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  晚上的時間都是用來聯歡的。我們和當地的一群孩子一起唱歌，一起跳舞。一拽眼就已經是9：30了。我們團長讓我們各自于不同的孩子坐下來交談。我就選了站 在我身邊的兩個小女孩。她們來自不同的班級卻都是初二的學生。我開始有一句沒一句的跟她們扯開了。我先問了她們的傢住在哪裏，是不是離學校很遠，她們回答 說要乘車才能到家。然後我又問了她們的住校生活，我很在意在這麽艱苦的環境下面她們的住校生活是怎樣的，結果她們都很高興得告訴我，住校其實很不錯。最後 我問了她們是不是想考大學，走出這裡看看外面的世界，她們的眼睛一下子就亮了，興奮得告訴我她們想上大學。談話的時間很快，在最後的時間裏面我們互換了地 址，拍了照片。其實在整個談話過程中大部分時間都是我在找話題，她們似乎有點拘束，或者是他們不知道要問我們什麽問題，因爲我們彼此都不太了解對方的生活 環境。後來領隊告訴我們其實她們和我們互換地址是有期望的，不要拿了地址卻不寫信。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;第二天在我們就要離開中學前往芙蓉小學的時候，昨晚和我 們聯歡的同學一擁而上，把他們手裏各自的卡片塞到我們手裏。我拿到了一個紫色的金魚手機鏈，可能給我的小妹妹並不知道這是一條手機鏈。淡淡的紫色鏈子納在 手裏竟有幾分沉重。手機鏈上面的紙片上寫着：勿忘我。呵呵，我怎能忘記呢？ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5402894441416434?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5402894441416434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5402894441416434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5402894441416434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5402894441416434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/04.html' title='桂林之行04'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1391992766385859444</id><published>2008-01-10T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:07:34.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Reading Notes from the Book: Women in Ancient Egypt(00)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2387883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2387883.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;All the info was gathered from this wonderful book: Women in Ancient Egypt by Gay Robins.&lt;br /&gt;I made these info into a pic and put it on my forum. And I translated some main info into Chinese, in this way, it will be easy for people who are not familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; with Eng to read and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.uppic.cn/2008-1/nefertiri/41326/2008-1-11/b27aa2461d34053742b0e65c72767f4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://1.uppic.cn/2008-1/nefertiri/41326/2008-1-11/b27aa2461d34053742b0e65c72767f4d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1391992766385859444?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1391992766385859444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1391992766385859444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1391992766385859444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1391992766385859444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/reading-notes-from-book-women-in.html' title='Reading Notes from the Book: Women in Ancient Egypt(00)'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6631281093659922076</id><published>2008-01-07T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:55:17.508-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>桂林之行03</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;在當地學校校長的熱情招呼之下，我們很快就把行李放在了我們晚上要過夜的寢室裏。儅我看到這簡陋的宿舍之後，我不由得開始後悔參加這個團隊。宿舍簡單到令我害怕，一排木質的上下床鋪放在一閒狹窄的房間裏面，除了床所佔取得空間，剩下的空間都只能站一個人，勉勉強強哈。在看這一排床鋪，當地的同學告訴我們上面的床鋪可以睡8個人下面也一樣，所以我們總共16個女生就這樣被安排在這裡了。儅我在看到床鋪的時候，我的後悔感越發強烈了，別説床鋪上根本沒有被子，而且床墊也是單薄到不行，我問了一句：我們是不是沒有被子？果然答案是沒有。我當場傻眼，在出發之前他們只是建議買睡袋，但沒有說沒有被子供應阿。。這下我連睡袋都沒有帶。。這可怎麽辦？！放完行李，恍恍惚惚的下了樓，腦子裏還都是晚上該怎麽辦的問題，多問了幾個同學他們也有人沒帶睡袋，幸好不是我一個人的問題。這下我的後悔感才漸漸減弱，注意到學校的樣子。還是兩個字：簡單。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768632_2539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768632_2539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;說實話，能在山區有這樣一個校園，應該是非常不錯了，只是學校的軟件設施並不充足，這也難怪，這裡是山區，環顧四周都是山，出到縣城也要個把小時。總之學生的條件應該（在他們眼裏）非常不錯了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768630_377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768630_377.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;只不過這在香港人的眼裏就是貧民窟，我老天聽到香港人大呼小叫的聲音：好恐怖的廁所阿！好簡陋的洗澡閒阿！等等。不過對於他們這也應該是一種教育，讓他們走出香港，走出那個花花綠綠的繁華的小香港，看看大陸上的人們都是怎樣生活的。對我來說也是一個不錯的教育。生活環境優越的我突然來到這個沒有坐便器，沒有電腦，沒有shopping center的地方，體會一下生活的清淡。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;乘着去廁所的時間，我偷偷的溜進了一閒教室，因爲那裏正好沒有人。恩。。。艱苦的條件阿。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768671_5874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768671_5874.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;集合時間到了，我們侷在一起開始準備晚上和當地同學的活動。老樣式的唱歌跳舞，唱是唱周華建的朋友，跳是跳小時候的集體舞。。但是由於天開始下雨，晚上的活動只好改在一閒小教室。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6631281093659922076?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6631281093659922076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6631281093659922076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6631281093659922076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6631281093659922076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/03.html' title='桂林之行03'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1192194910725625557</id><published>2008-01-05T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:48:33.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Reading Notes from the Book: Ramesses, Egypt’s Greatest Pharaoh（02）</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2742575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2742575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today, I finally finished my wonderful book by Joyce. I have read many books by her and already familiar with her writting tyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the second part of my reading notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1,from the section of Ramsses the Hushand, I know that the role of queen in ancient Egypt was quite different from that in Hatti. In Hatti there can be only one queen who held the power. So that means that one queen must wait for the death of her mother-queen-in-law. Until that moment came, she can not practice her full power. But the situation was totally different in ancient Egypt, during New Kingdom. The power of queen seemed to be divided, so put it this way, the role of queen mother was ore political, she helped her son to govern the country if in need. However the queen of the Pharaoh was more ceremonial and religious. She played more in ritual ceremonies than in political cases. But there was no absolute rule for the queens to share power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2, during the life time of Ramsses the Great, he had many queens, principle queens I meant. One was Nefetari who is until now staying the shadow. No scholar can tell who actually she was, she never claimed to be the daughter of King, so that means she can not be direct royal birth. Some people suspected that she was a small daughter of Ay. Maybe... Another queen was called Iset-Neferet who was also remained mysterious to us. But one interesting thing was that those children given birth by these two queens were equal. Usually, the children from Nefertari should be the first ranking then maybe those from Iset-Neferet. Author also expressed in this book the doubt of whether or not Ramsses did love Nefertari. Legend Held that Ramsses loved her consort Nefertari very much and he built her the most breathtaking temple and tomb. Yes, I believe so, Ramsses did love his wife! Author argued that the reason of building such beautiful temple to his wife was to promot his own image, which I am not agreed with! But after reading this book&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I have now in mind one doubt that maybe Ramsses loved two women at the same time, Nefertari and Iset-Neferet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3,last point is about those princesses. In ancient Egypt those royal princesses were not allowed to marry low-ranking people or outside their royal family,even into foreign lands, so the only choices left for their husband were their father, brother and half-brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1192194910725625557?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1192194910725625557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1192194910725625557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1192194910725625557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1192194910725625557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/reading-notes-from-book-ramesses-egypts.html' title='Reading Notes from the Book: Ramesses, Egypt’s Greatest Pharaoh（02）'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-176118486092827236</id><published>2008-01-04T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:10:18.854-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>桂林之行02</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;話説第二天從酒店出發之前 ，我所在的第二小組被組長狠狠地批鬥了一番，原因就是太沒有組織性。的確，我也感覺到了我們第二小組的確沒有太強的小組性，大家都各自為陣，本人向來沒有什麽太強的全隊精神，自然也覺得不好意思。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;在訓斥一番之後，我們便上了車，開始向着桂林市區外的龍勝縣進發。沒有過多少時間，車窗外已經見不到現代的建築，桂林特有的山邊闖進了我的眼中，灰蒙蒙的天空下桂林的山似乎被罩上了一層霧，看不太清楚。汽車開着開着，我們似乎進入了真正的山區，兩旁閃過的全都是黃色的開過晃的山面。一群連着一群，不斷不斷的閃過 車窗。在出發之前我查過，龍勝縣最出名的景色就是梯田，今天的確看到了幾十層的梯田排佈在連綿不絕的山体上，只不過過冬天的山全都是黃色的，我想到了春天，應該會很美吧？就這樣，這車上呆了2個多小時，我們終于看到了現代的房屋。領隊說，我們已經到了龍勝縣的中心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v172/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768262_3880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v172/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768262_3880.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;典型的一個農村小城。我們在中心地帶採購了一點物資，準備帶給芙蓉村的小學校。我也太無聊來的東看西看，突然想起自己準備給農戶的禮物還不太充足，就在當地文具店買了一盒彩筆和一本素描本。當時我想這傢農戶的孩子應該差不多7，8嵗，送這些應該沒有問題。只是到後來我才發現，農戶傢的孩子已經6年級了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;在當地的一個還算不錯的餐館裏吃了一個簡單的午飯，我們就又上路了。我們的目的地就是龍勝縣的馬堤中學，我們一行人準備在馬堤中學的宿舍呆上一晚， 第二天在趕往芙蓉村。汽車顛顛簸簸的前行，外面開始下棋淅淅瀝瀝的雨，車窗很快被霧氣給遮住了，完全看不到窗外的景色。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;朦朦朧朧的我就睡着了，直到有人喊了一聲：中學快要到了，大家醒醒！我連忙睜開眼睛，擦乾淨車窗向外看去，只見一排排的木質吊腳樓站立在一條並不寬闊的水泥路兩旁。領隊說，這邊的人大都是住這樣的房屋，上面住人，下面養牲畜。不到5分鐘一個特別亮眼的白色建築物出現了，原來那就是馬堤中學。可能正值下課時間或者是發現了我們的到來，每層樓上都站滿了學生，嘰嘰喳喳的嘈雜的很。汽車開進學校，我們慢慢的下了車，才發現我們被看了好久，一排排的學生就想再看表演一樣的看着我們。感覺怪怪的，不過我也不由得笑了出來。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768628_8153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/104/9/710070934/n710070934_768628_8153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-176118486092827236?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/176118486092827236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=176118486092827236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/176118486092827236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/176118486092827236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2008/01/02.html' title='桂林之行02'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8066984174252054199</id><published>2007-12-25T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:44:34.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>桂林之行00</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;第一次參加義教，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;第一次去桂林，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;第一次與一群香港人去桂林，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我還真的習慣于每次都儅稀有品種。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;無奈哈。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;不過我也只好當作一次體驗吧，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;今天下午4：30月好在上水集合，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;然後一起去到儸湖，再到深圳，最後桂林。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我希望能和即將見到的小朋友好好的交流，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;了解他們的生活，歡樂。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;準備都差不多了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;就差一點人民幣，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我要想辦法去換多一點人民幣，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;好在最後一天在桂林市區好好玩一圈。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;爸爸說那是個好地方，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我想去看一下。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8066984174252054199?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8066984174252054199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8066984174252054199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8066984174252054199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8066984174252054199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/00.html' title='桂林之行00'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3317540155786983182</id><published>2007-12-23T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T05:50:43.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Reading Notes from the Book: Ramesses, Egypt’s Greatest Pharaoh（01）</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2742575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2742575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;1, the five names of Ramsses the Great:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;the Horus King: Strong Bull, Beloved of Right, Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  He of the two Ladies: Protector of Egypt who curbs the foreign lands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  The Golden Horus: Rich in Years, Great in Victories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  King of Upper and Lower Egypt: Usermaatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  Son of Re: Ramsses the Second, Beloved of Amun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the latter two names will be written in cartouche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, the author mentioned that “&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;arrivistes with a strong urge to justify their hold on Egyptian throne, constantly looked to the precedents&lt;/span&gt;”, which I am not comfortable with. The Egyptian throne was past to Ramsses the First from Horrenheb legally. Although Ramsses the First was no royal birth, the succession was totally according to the will of Horrenheb. So I think the reason of addressing precedents aimed at erasing the memories of Akenaton. By directly referring deeds done by great Pharaohs before, Ramesside Kings were trying to re-establish the glory and cutting the Akenaton out of records.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, as a political and religious role, Pharaoh, theoretically, was not considered as an individual, but a continuality of protector and nation leader whose image remained for most of time similar. But Ramsses seemed regarded individuality was important too, as to promote his greatness, he used every chance to achieve this goal. He wanted his people but only to remember him as a great Pharaoh but also as an unsurpassable “He”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, in ancient Egypt there was actually no term for “religion”, and the meaning of “ancient Egyptian religion” can not be understood by the modern term “religion”. In ancient times people treated their Gods as an interpretation of the world, so say the term” science” will be more close to the meaning of ancient Egyptian religion. As the chief priest, Pharaoh should supposedly take the role more administratively than religiously. They maintained the order of world by making sure that those ceremonies would be carried out, rather than being a religious prayer all the time. What did Akenaton do wrong was that he took the role wrong; he was practically a real religious priest who discarded all his administrative duties. Or he misunderstood the role of Pharaoh? By being a religious person, he was actually denied his entire kingship. Say, maybe he was really a visionary who understood no other but his religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3317540155786983182?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3317540155786983182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3317540155786983182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3317540155786983182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3317540155786983182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/reading-notes-from-book-ramesses-egypts.html' title='Reading Notes from the Book: Ramesses, Egypt’s Greatest Pharaoh（01）'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3988258892870684521</id><published>2007-12-22T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T22:38:13.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Oh..My Dear Love-Usermaatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2620490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 331px;" src="http://lobelia.douban.com/lpic/s2620490.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Many times I told myself that those so-called historical novels are just craps. They use the name of history but never show any royalty to history. And this novel just reflects what I have said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Its setting is in ancient Egypt, during the reign of my dear Ramsses the Great. And one girl jumps into the time tunnel, and goes back into ancient Egypt. What's more, Pharaoh falls in love with her and eventually she loved back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I knew this novel for a long time, but I didnot read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday, out of some unknown reasons, I started to read. At first I was very critical about depiction of ancient Egypt written by the author, and she even made some serious mistake in ancient Egypt. Gradually I was absorbed by the plot, and even more by my Beloved Ramsses. I knew he can not be the man depicted by the author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He maybe was brown-haired, but his hair can be long, because not a single Egyptian man would keep long haire in such hot weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He maybe very handsome, but we donot know for sure his eye color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He manybe ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter what I like her description of Ramsses, and I am agree with his royalty towards one woman. Because in history he did love one woman despite his hundreds of wivies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3988258892870684521?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3988258892870684521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3988258892870684521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3988258892870684521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3988258892870684521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/ohmy-dear-love-usermaatre.html' title='Oh..My Dear Love-Usermaatre'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2887270107898731066</id><published>2007-12-21T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:19:21.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>我太不滿足？</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;突然沒有了心情用英文寫blog，少見...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;心裏突然感到非常的壓抑，我覺得自己的生活太過humble&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可能是受到了一點影響...外部的&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我知道自己是一個很有競爭性的人，常常覺得自己還應該更好...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;儅看着別人整理行李，準備離開，心裏很不是滋味，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我記得友人跟我說過：你的生活很精彩！是吧？應該是的...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;滿世界亂跑...學習外語...追求夢想...明年我也會開始理行李，往歐洲進發...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我應該滿足...但是我心裏卻有一種不甘，&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;為什麽 別人已經徹底改變生活，而我的生活...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;説不定別人可以有更好的發展...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;可能是我不像面對即將改變的生活...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;複雜...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;蔌格拉底說：know yourself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;這是何等的難啊！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2887270107898731066?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2887270107898731066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2887270107898731066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2887270107898731066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2887270107898731066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='我太不滿足？'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3373098055249130079</id><published>2007-12-18T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:30.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNiZXJUpI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sZ1n6UJ28Us/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNiZXJUpI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sZ1n6UJ28Us/s320/DSC00127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145236721357116050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNW5XJUoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/szN4iLaM0tk/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNW5XJUoI/AAAAAAAAAkI/szN4iLaM0tk/s320/DSC00128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145236523788620418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNPZXJUnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/JiLdX61JrH8/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNPZXJUnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/JiLdX61JrH8/s320/DSC00126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145236394939601522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3373098055249130079?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3373098055249130079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3373098055249130079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3373098055249130079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3373098055249130079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-apple.html' title='My Apple'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R2eNiZXJUpI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sZ1n6UJ28Us/s72-c/DSC00127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3358554868170976146</id><published>2007-12-15T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T06:11:00.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Big Mistake this Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;I was just reviewing one of my courses. 4-5chapters took me only half an hour to finish, not because I am good at, but because this course is too easy. I am not being arrogant, I am saying the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;At the beginning of this semester, I chose this subject, for it had an interesting name, Culture, People and Landscapes, and I thought that maybe I can learn a lot from this. But I was wrong, disregarding the poor English this lecturer has and many grammar mistakes he made during classes and on the slides, more terrible was that he was uncapable of making lecture attractive. This topic:Culture, People and Landscapes can be very..very interesting, indeed, but he...oh my Amun-Re...how can I say, I think he did not show any degree of knowledge to convince the students. As a Doctor and a middle-aged teacher he should have a kind of.....en...I should say a kind of personal charm which would make students automaticlly show their respect, but I can not feel...nothing...not even during some personal conversations with him. I think he is too royal to textbooks, I can easily get a good mark by my memories.He wrote "Wonderful" on my mid-term exam paper because I got a full mark, actually EVERONE can if he or she can memorise all his lectures. Once he asked me: is my teaching too difficult for you and students?  Immediately I became speechless, I wanted to say: your class is too easy for university students! But I didnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Finally his class was over, should I be glad or ne regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3358554868170976146?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3358554868170976146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3358554868170976146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3358554868170976146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3358554868170976146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-mistake-this-semester.html' title='Big Mistake this Semester'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3239073442785320245</id><published>2007-12-13T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T07:08:07.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from All Over the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://home.att.net/%7Evelvet-hammer/oldsanta1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://home.att.net/%7Evelvet-hammer/oldsanta1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;English: Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Afrikaner: Geseende Kersfees en 'n voorspoedige nuwe jaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Arabic: Idah Saidan Wa Sanah Jadidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Argentine: Felices Pasquas Y Felices ano Nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Armenian: Shenoraavor Nor Dari yev Pari Gaghand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Australian: 'ave a bonza Christy an' a beaut New Year, mate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Azeri: Tezze Iliniz Yahsi Olsun Basque: Zorionak eta Urte Berri                On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Bohemian: Vesele Vanoce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Brazilian: Boas Festas e Feliz Ano Novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Breton: Nedeleg laouen na bloavezh mat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Bulgarian: Tchestita Koleda; Tchestito Rojdestvo Hristovo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Catalan: Bon Nadal i un Bon Any Nou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Chile: Feliz Navidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Chinese: (Mandarin) Kung His Hsin Nien bing Chu Shen Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Chinese: (Catonese) Gun Tso Sun Tan'Gung Haw Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Cornish: Nadelik looan na looan blethen noweth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Cree: Mitho Makosi Kesikansi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Czech: Prejeme Vam Vesele Vanoce a stastny Novy Rok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Danish: Gaedelig Jul or God jul og godt nyter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Danish: God jul og godt nytaar [pre-1948 Danish]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Dutch: Zalig kerstfeest or Zalig Kerstfeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Esperanto: Gajan Kristnaskon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Estonian: Ruumsaid juulup|hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Farsi: Cristmas-e-shoma mobarak bashad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Finnish: Hauskaa joulua ja onnellista uutta vuotta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Flemish: Zalig Kerstfeest en Gelukkig nieuw jaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               French: Joyeux Noel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Gaelic: Nollaig chridheil agus Bliadhna mhath ur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               German: Froehliche Weihnachten und ein glueckliches Neues Jahr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Greek: Kala Christouyenna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Guarani: Navidad Ara Pora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Hebrew: Mo'adim Lesimkha. L'shana Tova (To a good year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Chag Sameach (Happy Holiday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Hindi: Shub Naya Baras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Hausa: Barka da Kirsimatikuma Barka da Sabuwar Shekara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Hawaian: Mele Kalikimaka ame Hauoli Makahiki Hou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Hungarian: Kellemes kara'csonyi u"nnepeket e's boldog u'j e'vet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Icelandic: Gle[eth]ileg jol gott og fars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Indonesian: Selamat Hari Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Inuit: (inupik) Jutdlime pivdluarit ukiortame pivdluaritlo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Iraqi: Idah Saidan Wa Sanah Jadidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Irish: Nollaig Shona Dhuit, or Nodlaig mhaith chugnat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Italian: Buone Feste Natalizie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Japanese: Shinnen omedeto. Merii Kurisumasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Korean: Sung Tan Chuk Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Latin: Natale hilare et Annum Faustum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Latvian: Prieci'gus Ziemsve'tkus un Laimi'gu Jauno Gadu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Lithuanian: Linksmu Kaledu Macedonian: Sreken Bozhik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Maltese: LL Milied Lt-tajjeb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Manx: Nollick ghennal as blein vie noa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Maori: Meri Kirihimete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Marathi: Shub Naya Varsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Mexico: Feliz Navidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Navajo: Merry Keshmish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Norwegian: God Jul, or Gledelig Jul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Pennsylvania German: En frehlicher Grischtdaag un en hallich Nei                Yaahr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Polish: Wesolych Swiat Bozego Narodzenia or Boze Narodzenie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Portuguese: Boas Festas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Rumanian: Sarbatori vesele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Russian: Pozdrevlyayu s prazdnikom Rozhdestva i s Novim Godom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Samoan: La Maunia Le Kilisimasi Ma Le Tausaga Fou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Serbian: Hristos se rodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Slovakian: Sretan Bozic or Vesele vianoce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Sami: Buorrit Juovllat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Samoan: La Maunia Le Kilisimasi Ma Le Tausaga Fou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Scots Gaelic: Nollaig chridheil huibh Serb-Croatian:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Sretam Bozic. Vesela Nova Godina, Hristos se rodi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Singhalese: Subha nath thalak Vewa. Subha Aluth Awrudhak Vewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Slovak: Vesele Vianoce. A stastlivy Novy Rok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Slovene: Vesele Bozicne. Screcno Novo Leto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Spanish: Feliz Navidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Swedish: God Jul and (Och) Ett Gott Nytt Ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Tagalog: Maligayamg Pasko. Masaganang Bagong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Taon Tami: Nathar Puthu Varuda Valthukkal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Trukeese: (Micronesian) Neekiriisimas annim oo iyer seefe feyiyeech!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Thai: Sawadee Pee Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Turkish: Noeliniz Ve Yeni Yiliniz Kutlu Olsun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Ukrainian: S Rozhdestvom Kristovym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Vietnamese: Chung Mung Giang Sinh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;               Welsh: Nadolig Llawen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3239073442785320245?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3239073442785320245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3239073442785320245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3239073442785320245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3239073442785320245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-from-all-over-world.html' title='Merry Christmas from All Over the World'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6050563775358222187</id><published>2007-12-13T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:28:12.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>iPod 3rd is MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pub1.personafile.com/pf/U2804-3/pk-000000000033606-ecf20696d66447b4b5a1b589e4abc21e-30-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pub1.personafile.com/pf/U2804-3/pk-000000000033606-ecf20696d66447b4b5a1b589e4abc21e-30-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5 minutes ago, I got myself my first iPod nano 3rd. I aways wanna one, not because of the fashion( yeah....maybe partly), but I really hated my old one which can only contain no more than 15 songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As my Christmas gift....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank the support from my Mom and Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and Thank Amun-Re for spoiling me this much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6050563775358222187?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6050563775358222187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6050563775358222187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6050563775358222187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6050563775358222187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/ipod-3rd-is-my.html' title='iPod 3rd is MY!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1485209821610338552</id><published>2007-12-04T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:59:48.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Angel? Devil? Vitas! I Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/48/47/35/vitas-trop-beau-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://idata.over-blog.com/0/48/47/35/vitas-trop-beau-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Recently, I found my musical new love-Vitas! Oh My Amun-Re, I can not stop picturing him with the legendary singer Falliyeli. His voice is so.......Beautiful and incredible. .....I can not express....Oh my!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vitas&lt;/b&gt; (born &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_19" title="February 19"&gt;February 19&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1981" title="1981"&gt;1981&lt;/a&gt;), is a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latvia" title="Latvia"&gt;Latvian&lt;/a&gt;-born &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russia" title="Russia"&gt;Russian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pop_singer" title="Pop singer"&gt;pop singer&lt;/a&gt;, composer, actor and fashion designer. He is most commonly known by his first name &lt;b&gt;Vitas&lt;/b&gt;, or Витас in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_language" title="Russian language"&gt;Russian&lt;/a&gt;. Much of his music is straightforward pop influenced by techno, and occasionally classical &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opera" title="Opera"&gt;opera&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He has received much of his fame through &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russia" title="Russia"&gt;Russian&lt;/a&gt; television and is planning to sign to entertainment labels in countries such as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/China" title="China"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Korea" title="Korea"&gt;Korea&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japan" title="Japan"&gt;Japan&lt;/a&gt; in order to expand to those markets. Vitas' 2005 video "Opera#2" has been forwarded frequently via the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet" title="Internet"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;, which accounts for much of his worldwide recognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 138, 151);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The         first time Vitas appeared on the Russian stage was         in December, 2000 with the hit song “Opera # 2”. His         achievements over the period of his creative         activity up to the present moment are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1.         he released five CDs (The Philosophy of Wonder,         Smile!, Mother, Songs of My Mother and A Kiss As         Long As Eternity) which were entered into the Top         Three bestselling albums on the basis of official         sales reports successively in 2001, 2002 and 2003.&lt;br /&gt;      he released two singles (Opera # 2 and Goodbye).         According to the official sales results, the Opera #         2 single was awarded a RECORD Prize (established by         the producers of phonograms) as the bestselling         single of 2001, 2002 and 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2.         Vitas became a Musical Discovery of the Year         according to the newspaper Komsomolskaya Pravda and         FORUM’2001 Internet Survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3.         three times he became a laureate of the musical         festivals Song of the Year-2000, Song of the         Year-2001 and Song of the Year-2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4.         twice he was awarded the Golden Gramophone People’s         Prize – for the song Opera # 2 in 2001 and for the         song Smile! in 2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5.         three times he was awarded the PODIUM musical prize         for the most stylish achievements in pop music in         2001, 2002 and 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6.         he became a winner of the People’s Hit Prize in         2001, 2002 and 2003, his songs Opera # 2, Smile! and         The Star being the most frequently rotated ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7.         he was awarded the 100 Per Cent Hit Prize         (established by the Hit FM Radio Station) in 2001         and 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8.         he was acknowledged the Soloist of the Year         according to the OVATION National Musical         Prize’2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9.         he held 527 solo performances (as of October 2003)         including Russia, Australia, USA, Canada, Israel,         Germany, Kazakhstan, Lithuania, Latvia, Estonia,         Georgia, Tadzhikistan, Ukraine, Belorussia, New         Zealand, France.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10.         he set up an indisputable record with his sold-out         premiere solo performance which took place in the         State Kremlin Palace on March 29, 2002. He was the         youngest artist who has ever performed on this         stage.&lt;br /&gt;      　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11.         Vitas shot eight MVs (Opera # 2, Opera # 1, The         Blissful Guru, Smile!, The Star, Mother, The Bird of         Happiness, A Kiss As Long As Eternity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         2002 at the personal request of the Council of the         Worldwide League “Intelligence Without Drugs” Vitas         and his producer Sergey Poudovkin joined the         League’s Board of Guardians and became its honorary         members along with All Russia’s Patriarch, Koffey         Annan, Tina Turner and the presidents         of over 20 countries. At the purifying ceremony at         the foot of the sacred mountain Tashtar-Ata Vitas         was presented “the World’s Stone” which is 350         million years old. According to the legend, this         stone has been absorbing all the good deeds of the         world over the whole history of mankind.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On         September 29, 2002 Vitas presented his collection of         garments “Autumn Dreams” on the stage of the State         Kremlin Palace. The show included 42 styles of         ladies’ outfits some of which had already been         displayed in Alma-Ata, Vilnius, Berlin, Tashkent,         Tel Aviv, Ashkelon. At present Mr. Poudovkin is         holding negotiations with western companies with a         view to creating and promoting the VITAS brand,         arranging production of his own line of clothing.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         December, 2002 Vitas took part in the TV series         which was a screen version of Mrs. Dontsova’s novel         “Scoundrel Beloved”. He played the part of an artist         coming to the capital from the provinces and causing         a sensation on the pop stage with his unique voice         and songs. Vitas created two compositions as         soundtrack for the movie. During the filming the         producers of the series offered Sergey Poudovkin to         prolong the contract for the next serial cycle.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         the spring of 2003 the premiere drama performance         “Victor, or Children in Power” based on the play by         Rogeur Vitraque took place in the Mayakovsky         Theatre. The leading part of a nine-year-old boy was         played by Vitas. Tatyana Drubich, Renata Litvinova         and Mr. Romanov were invited to participate in the         project by Dmitry Tchernyakov (stage director, a         three times winner of the Golden Mask Award) and         Pavel Kaplevich (theatre producer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         January, 2003 Vitas took part in the Festival of         Indian Films which was held in Delhi on 6-11         January. Within the framework of the festival’s         program Vitas gave a solo performance and also took         part in the opening ceremony.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At         the invitation of Lucio Dalla, the composer who         created “In Memory of Caruso”, Vitas sang this         famous song together with him at the concerts “San         Remo in Moscow” held in the State Kremlin Palace.         Vitas’ voice enchanted not only the audience but Mr.         Dalla himself as well. So he invited Vitas to come         to Rome to take part in the rehearsals of “Tosca”,         the modern version of the legendary opera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         November, 2003 Vitas presented his new solo program         “Songs of My Mother” in the Concert Hall “ROSSIYA”,         Moscow. It consisted of more than 30 compositions,         19 being created by Vitas specially for the         premiere. Two new albums of the artist were prepared         and released. One included those songs which are         considered “the gold reserves” of Russian pop-music,         such as “Kings Can Do Everything”, “Winter”,         “Chrysanthemums”, “The Gipsy Is On His Way”, “The         Bird of Happiness” and much more. The other album         comprised only new songs composed by Vitas: “An         Autumn Leaf”, “The Star”, “My God, How Much I         Love!”, “Even Stars Will Look Like Letters”,         “Mother”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In         2004-2005 the Production Center “Poudovkin” arranged         an unprecedented tour with the program “Songs of My         Mother” showing it in Russia, the USA, Canada,         Australia, Germany, Kazakhstan, Israel, the Baltic         States. In 2004 Vitas gave more than 250 concerts         with this program, his touring schedule is filled         out right up to the dates of the subsequent premiere         show, that is October 27-29, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;      In 2004-2005 Vitas became the most welcomed touring         artist in Russia, his premiere performance was         acknowledged “the best musical event of the year”.         His album “A Kiss As Long As Eternity” released on         October 8, 2004 had unprecedented record sales in         Russia and CIS: more than 2 million copies were sold         within a less than 6 months’ period. The total         number of CDs sold during the period of the singer’s         creative activity exceeded 10 million copies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A         new show named “Seven Successful Years” will take         place in October, 2006. It will comprise the songs         from the album “Kiss”, the most famous and favorite         numbers, as well as numerous premieres among which,         according to Vitas, there will be a genuine hymn to         love. Specially for this anniversary a new album of         Vitas is to be released and it will include not only         “the best of Vitas” but also such new creations as         “The Crane’s Crying”, “My Swan”, “I Repeat Your         Name”, “Tenderness”."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjO_VXHxsRw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjO_VXHxsRw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/5099602708036960150-1485209821610338552?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1485209821610338552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1485209821610338552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1485209821610338552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1485209821610338552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/angel-devil-vitas-i-love.html' title='Angel? Devil? Vitas! I Love!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5164422016847235483</id><published>2007-11-20T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:31.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Me and Deutsch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R0Kw3zXa14I/AAAAAAAAAg0/6EeBNe6pMVo/s1600-h/DSC00111%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R0Kw3zXa14I/AAAAAAAAAg0/6EeBNe6pMVo/s400/DSC00111%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134860997883516802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Last Thursday afternoon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I had suddenly no mood of going to Japanses class, so I decided to read my Deutsch instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And I read and read...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for tow hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I was reading a short Beschreibung eines Hauses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but I found so many new words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and I have to look each of them up in my giant dictionary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;then came this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I took it when I was looking for words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I found those books formed a nice layout,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and it would be great to record this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I should put this pic in my blog earlier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but I had a small accident about my Internet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here is my lovely pic,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and I have, of couse, done something to make it more beautiful,ha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5164422016847235483?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5164422016847235483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5164422016847235483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5164422016847235483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5164422016847235483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/me-and-deutsch.html' title='Me and Deutsch'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/R0Kw3zXa14I/AAAAAAAAAg0/6EeBNe6pMVo/s72-c/DSC00111%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5435042871437220590</id><published>2007-11-15T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:05:35.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.11.16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I found some meanful posts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/112255_1264084596_ifvuhzoh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/112255_1264084596_ifvuhzoh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/110643_343234841_nobomtsw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/110643_343234841_nobomtsw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photo11.yupoo.com/20071013/112254_1154872102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photo11.yupoo.com/20071013/112254_1154872102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/110839_15359929_zacbjpxq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photo5.yupoo.com/20071013/110839_15359929_zacbjpxq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5099602708036960150-5435042871437220590?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5435042871437220590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5435042871437220590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5435042871437220590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5435042871437220590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/20071116.html' title='2007.11.16'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2167479359017719457</id><published>2007-11-12T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:18:34.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>A River Teacher:The Influence of Nile on the mentality of ancient Egyptians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ancient-egypt-online.com/images/ancient-egypt-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ancient-egypt-online.com/images/ancient-egypt-map.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Several thousand years ago, Herodotus asked a priest from an ancient Egyptian temple about the achievements of Egyptian civilization, he was so curious about what made this civilization so powerful and unique. The priest gave an answer which would be taken as an unbreakable rule to understand ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. He said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is a gift of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. Indeed, it is true! No other river on the earth can be compared to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, whose magic power gave rise to a great civilization. The influence of the Nile coveres almost every aspect which is vital for the birth and the growth of a civilization, but in this short article I will only focus on one aspect: the influence of the Nile on the intellectual world of ancient Egyptians and try to give an answer to the question of how and why the Nile gave such an influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, the longest river on the earth, flows from the heart of African continent and forces its way towards north. When it reaches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, a piece of land located in desert and controlled by dry weathers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; creates a breathtaking view which will capture everyone’s eyes: between two deserts flows a mighty river, which brings life and greenness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:153.75pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\ramses\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="EgyptMapLarge"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The miracle the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; created was astonishing. With the flow of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; there would be trees alone the banks of the river, there would be enough humidity and wind to bring down the heat, there would be plenty of water for cultivation. Following that living animals would settle there, and people would prosper from the blessing of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. What is more, since the dawn of history this river has performed another miracle. The annul flood brought numerous fertile black soil, which allowed ancient Egyptians to plant their crops without constant care. What was why the ancient Egyptians called their land Kemet( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;). The river impressed the ancient Egyptians so deeply that they treated this river as a God named Hapi, and they even wrote hymns to praise him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“they tremble, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they who see Hapi when he beats;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the meadows smile,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the banks blossom,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the offerings of the gods come down;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;men do homage,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the hearts of the gods are lifted up…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;(A.Moret 1996:30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But the greatness of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; was not only the blessing of material life, but also on the mentality of ancient Egyptians. The river shaped the world view of ancient Egyptians and also many other aspects. And those influences were so strong that it would become a marker of Egyptian mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In the concept of ancient Egyptians, the world, which was brought by gods, was perfectly balanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Ancient Egyptians relied on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; for about 3500 years, but they never solved the problem of the origin of this river. To them this question was involved with supernatural power. They believed that the origin of this river was from underground. The gods who lived there controlled the coming of flood every year. So in the eyes of ancient Egyptians, this river was no ordinary one and it may also participated in the creation of the world. Before the earth came into being, only primordial water, which was called Nun by Egyptians, existed in the universe, there was no land, no living things. Nothing existed but water. Later a piece of land, which the Egyptians believed to be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, rose from the water. And it was on this very land stood the creation God. The mighty one single-handedly brought everything into existence. From this simple and thoughtful myth, we can clearly see how deep the print of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; on Egyptians’ mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; was the gift from the mighty God and this God also brought perfect balance and order into the land. But these balance and order were constantly threatened by chaos. This was a fundamental concept of ancient Egyptians. And we can easily find clues in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; and the environment &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; created. The Egyptians lived in a paradise created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. They saw order and balance in this heaven. The season was divided by the rhythm of Nile, the flood was coming every year, the crops grew healthily, the birds were singing, the trees stood straightly on the banks, the people worked hard on their land, the children played around the houses…… It was a picture of peace and prosperity. However, this balance was threatened. If one year the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; failed in flooding, there would be nothing but famine and death, and the deserts would invade the lands. And the Egyptians had already seen an example during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Old Kingdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; (2650BC-2134BC). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Besides the fundamental concept of balance and order, another characteristic in Egyptians’ mentality was introversion. Egyptians treated the environment created by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; as a shelter, which could help them get rid of unknowable things and uncertainty came from outside. To them the world outside was unexplainable, and the place they own was the best with order and civilization, it was created by God. As a result the Egyptians tended to be inner and conventional. They did not have so many curiosities towards the world outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; shaped the world view of the ancients. At the same time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; inspired the Egyptians even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The places influenced by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; were marked the prints of life. In contrast to life, the places in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; without the influence of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; were filled with death and harshness. Ancient Egyptians must have been impressed by this scene a lot. And they were the earliest people to concern the problem of life and dearth. But they again got inspirations from their mother river. People in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; saw the rising water of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; in several weeks, transforming the land into a watery world, then life began after the inundation. The miracle performed every summer left a message to the Egyptians that life could come back; life would finally overcome the shadow of dearth. Slowly they developed a sophisticated belief system and religion, which would give inspirations to later religions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, the mother of ancient Egyptians, did help the Egyptians to understand the world. But here comes another question: why was the influence of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; so overwhelming? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I think there are two reasons. First of all, due to the isolated position of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, other important elements are blocked. Most of the scholars believe that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is surrounded by natural barriers. To the north is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mediterranean Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, to the south are the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; cataracts. On eastern and western side are two deserts. So, at some level we can say that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is protected by nature, people would focus more on local elements than from outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Secondly, I think, people more likely tend to be inspired by element that is beneficial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is the only lifeline in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, so it makes total sense that Egyptians got the most inspirations from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The ancient Egyptians created a colorful intellectual world which would astonish later people. While the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; contributed a lot to this great achievement. It is a river that shaped history, it is a river that gave birth to ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, and it is a river that taught the Egyptians to make history. I would like to end this article by quoting a hymn of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“Hail to thee, O Nile! Who manifests thyself over this land, and comes to give life to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;! Mysterious is thy issuing forth from the darkness, on this day whereon it is celebrated! Watering the orchards created by Re (Sun God), to cause all the cattle to live, you give the earth to drink, inexhaustible one!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Dotum;"&gt;¹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Dotum;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Dotum;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Dotum;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-family:Dotum;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Quotations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1, Hymn to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reshafim.org.il/ad/egypt/texts/hymn_to_the_nile.htm"&gt;http://www.reshafim.org.il/ad/egypt/texts/hymn_to_the_nile.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;on 10. Nov. 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;References:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;1, A.Moret (1996): the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Nile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; and Egyptian Civilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;2, James Henry Breasted (1986): Development of Religion and Thought in Ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 27pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2167479359017719457?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2167479359017719457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2167479359017719457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2167479359017719457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2167479359017719457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/river-teacherthe-influence-of-nile-on.html' title='A River Teacher:The Influence of Nile on the mentality of ancient Egyptians'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3523400548224420960</id><published>2007-11-10T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:43:50.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Tell Me I am Crazy, If Not, I will Try it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Egyptology is only taught in world's most famous and most leading universities!&lt;br /&gt;This is the lesson I learned today! And I have evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="780"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td num=""&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Harvard Univ "&gt;Harvard Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="68.7"&gt;68.7 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Stanford Univ "&gt;Stanford Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="83.5"&gt;83.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="76.2"&gt;76.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="88.2"&gt;88.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="73.8"&gt;73.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="72.2"&gt;72.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="80.5"&gt;80.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="California Inst Tech  "&gt;California Inst Tech&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ruby&gt;&lt;span class="font15"&gt;&lt;rt class="font15"&gt;&lt;/rt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ruby&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="76.3"&gt;76.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="72.9"&gt;72.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="68"&gt;68.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="64.1"&gt;64.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="52"&gt;52.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="100"&gt;100 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - Berkeley "&gt;Univ California - Berkeley&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="74"&gt;74.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="75"&gt;75.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="70.3"&gt;70.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="76.1"&gt;76.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="72.8"&gt;72.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="51.8"&gt;51.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" str="Univ Cambridge "&gt;Univ Cambridge&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;UK&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="73.4"&gt;73.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="91.1"&gt;91.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58"&gt;58.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="56.4"&gt;56.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="69.3"&gt;69.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="68.7"&gt;68.7 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Massachusetts Inst Tech&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="70.6"&gt;70.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="79.4"&gt;79.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="67.3"&gt;67.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="66.3"&gt;66.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="63.9"&gt;63.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="53.5"&gt;53.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Princeton Univ "&gt;Princeton Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="62.5"&gt;62.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="60.5"&gt;60.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="60.7"&gt;60.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="51.9"&gt;51.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="47"&gt;47.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="72.4"&gt;72.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" num=""&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" str="Yale Univ "&gt;Yale Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="61.1"&gt;61.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.2"&gt;49.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.1"&gt;57.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58.1"&gt;58.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="63.5"&gt;63.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58.2"&gt;58.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" str="Univ Oxford "&gt;Univ Oxford&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;UK&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="59.5"&gt;59.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="53.3"&gt;53.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.9"&gt;45.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.2"&gt;57.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="66.2"&gt;66.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="55.6"&gt;55.6 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Columbia Univ "&gt;Columbia Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="59.1"&gt;59.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="64.5"&gt;64.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.2"&gt;49.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.9"&gt;50.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="68.5"&gt;68.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="43.4"&gt;43.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Univ Chicago&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57"&gt;57.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="87.1"&gt;87.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="43.5"&gt;43.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.3"&gt;45.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.2"&gt;54.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.6"&gt;36.6 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;12&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Cornell Univ "&gt;Cornell Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="56.9"&gt;56.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.3"&gt;57.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.1"&gt;57.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="46"&gt;46.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="66.6"&gt;66.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39.2"&gt;39.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - San Francisco  "&gt;Univ California -        San Francisco&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="55.3"&gt;55.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41.6"&gt;41.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.1"&gt;57.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="60.1"&gt;60.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="60.9"&gt;60.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39.2"&gt;39.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;14&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - San Diego "&gt;Univ California - San        Diego&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.4"&gt;54.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="14.2"&gt;14.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58"&gt;58.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="59.8"&gt;59.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="67.5"&gt;67.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="55.2"&gt;55.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;15&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - Los Angeles  "&gt;Univ California - Los        Angeles&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="53.8"&gt;53.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37.3"&gt;37.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58"&gt;58.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48"&gt;48.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="78"&gt;78.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.3"&gt;30.3 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;16&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Washington - Seattle&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.3"&gt;50.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.4"&gt;34.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.1"&gt;57.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="46.6"&gt;46.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="76.7"&gt;76.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="20.5"&gt;20.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;17&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Imperial Coll Sci Tech Med&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;UK&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.1"&gt;50.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.2"&gt;42.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41"&gt;41.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37.4"&gt;37.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="66.9"&gt;66.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="46.9"&gt;46.9 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" num=""&gt;18&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Univ Pennsylvania&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50"&gt;50.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39.8"&gt;39.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41"&gt;41.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="43.1"&gt;43.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="71.4"&gt;71.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="38.5"&gt;38.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Tokyo Univ&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Japan&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.4"&gt;49.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="18.3"&gt;18.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="22.9"&gt;22.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="52.6"&gt;52.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="91.1"&gt;91.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="46.2"&gt;46.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;20&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Coll London  "&gt;Univ Coll London&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;UK&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48.9"&gt;48.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="28.5"&gt;28.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.9"&gt;45.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42"&gt;42.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="66.8"&gt;66.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.8"&gt;45.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;21&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Michigan - Ann Arbor&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48.8"&gt;48.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="21.4"&gt;21.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="61.5"&gt;61.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.7"&gt;45.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="75.9"&gt;75.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="23.8"&gt;23.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;22&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Washington Univ - St. Louis "&gt;Washington Univ - St.        Louis&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="47.8"&gt;47.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.5"&gt;30.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41"&gt;41.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="43.1"&gt;43.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.7"&gt;54.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.3"&gt;54.3 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;23&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Univ Toronto&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Canada&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.8"&gt;45.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="21.7"&gt;21.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32.4"&gt;32.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41.1"&gt;41.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="76.3"&gt;76.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.9"&gt;42.9 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;24&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" str="Johns Hopkins Univ "&gt;Johns Hopkins Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.7"&gt;45.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="21.8"&gt;21.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.2"&gt;50.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="53.3"&gt;53.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="72"&gt;72.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="16.6"&gt;16.6 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;25&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Swiss Fed Inst Tech - Zurich "&gt;Swiss Fed Inst Tech -        Zurich&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Switzerland&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.6"&gt;45.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39.9"&gt;39.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34"&gt;34.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.8"&gt;44.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="51.9"&gt;51.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.7"&gt;42.7 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;26&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - Santa Barbara "&gt;Univ California -        Santa Barbara&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.3"&gt;45.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32.7"&gt;32.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="47"&gt;47.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.3"&gt;40.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.5"&gt;42.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.4"&gt;49.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;27&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Wisconsin - Madison "&gt;Univ Wisconsin - Madison&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45"&gt;45.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="24.6"&gt;24.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.2"&gt;50.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="47.4"&gt;47.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="68"&gt;68.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="20.4"&gt;20.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;28&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Rockefeller Univ "&gt;Rockefeller Univ&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.8"&gt;44.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="64"&gt;64.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32.4"&gt;32.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.1"&gt;44.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27.2"&gt;27.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41.9"&gt;41.9 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;29&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Northwestern Univ  "&gt;Northwestern Univ&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.4"&gt;44.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="21.4"&gt;21.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48.1"&gt;48.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.7"&gt;36.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="56.1"&gt;56.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.4"&gt;45.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;30&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Kyoto Univ  "&gt;Kyoto Univ&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Japan&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="43.6"&gt;43.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;24.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27.1"&gt;27.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.8"&gt;35.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="75.5"&gt;75.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.8"&gt;40.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;31&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Colorado - Boulder "&gt;Univ Colorado - Boulder&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.9"&gt;40.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33"&gt;33.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.3"&gt;42.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37"&gt;37.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="46.8"&gt;46.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32.3"&gt;32.3 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;32&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Vanderbilt Univ&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.4"&gt;40.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.4"&gt;33.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.5"&gt;35.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="20.8"&gt;20.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48.7"&gt;48.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="50.9"&gt;50.9 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;32&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Duke Univ  "&gt;Duke Univ&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.4"&gt;40.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;0.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.3"&gt;42.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.6"&gt;44.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="60.8"&gt;60.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41.6"&gt;41.6 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;34&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Texas Southwestern Med Center&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39.5"&gt;39.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="41.4"&gt;41.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="29"&gt;29.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.6"&gt;40.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.5"&gt;40.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.5"&gt;33.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ British Columbia&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Canada&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="38.2"&gt;38.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="21.4"&gt;21.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.8"&gt;30.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="31.8"&gt;31.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="59.1"&gt;59.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.8"&gt;35.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;36&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - Davis "&gt;Univ California - Davis&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="38.1"&gt;38.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;0.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="52.3"&gt;52.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.6"&gt;34.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="65.1"&gt;65.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="26.4"&gt;26.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;37&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Minnesota - Twin Cities&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37.8"&gt;37.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;0.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.3"&gt;54.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.4"&gt;36.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="71.1"&gt;71.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="15.1"&gt;15.1 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;38&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Rutgers State Univ - New Brunswick&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37.2"&gt;37.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="22.5"&gt;22.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34"&gt;34.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.4"&gt;35.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="47.2"&gt;47.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.8"&gt;34.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;39&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Karolinska Inst Stockholm "&gt;Karolinska Inst Stockholm&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Sweden&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.8"&gt;36.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.9"&gt;30.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34"&gt;34.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="23.1"&gt;23.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.6"&gt;49.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.4"&gt;34.4 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;40&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Pennsylvania State Univ - Univ Park "&gt;Pennsylvania State        Univ - Univ Park&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.5"&gt;36.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;0.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="54.3"&gt;54.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="39"&gt;39.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="59.1"&gt;59.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="18.5"&gt;18.5 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;40&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Utrecht&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Netherland&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.5"&gt;36.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="23.6"&gt;23.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27.1"&gt;27.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="28.2"&gt;28.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="57.6"&gt;57.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.2"&gt;34.2 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;40&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Southern California&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36.5"&gt;36.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.2"&gt;30.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37"&gt;37.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="23.4"&gt;23.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="53"&gt;53.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27"&gt;27.0 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;43&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Edinburgh "&gt;Univ Edinburgh&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;UK&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="36"&gt;36.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="18.9"&gt;18.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="29"&gt;29.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="37.9"&gt;37.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="49.1"&gt;49.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.7"&gt;33.7 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;44&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ California - Irvine "&gt;Univ California - Irvine&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.9"&gt;35.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27.6"&gt;27.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="29"&gt;29.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="27.6"&gt;27.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45"&gt;45.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="38.8"&gt;38.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;45&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Univ Illinois - Urbana Champaign&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.2"&gt;35.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="20.1"&gt;20.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.5"&gt;35.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.1"&gt;34.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="58.5"&gt;58.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="16.8"&gt;16.8 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;45&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Zurich  "&gt;Univ Zurich&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Switzerland&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35.2"&gt;35.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="30.2"&gt;30.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="20.5"&gt;20.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32.4"&gt;32.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="48.7"&gt;48.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33"&gt;33.0 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;47&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td str="Univ Texas - Austin "&gt;Univ Texas - Austin&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="35"&gt;35.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="18.9"&gt;18.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.9"&gt;45.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="31.8"&gt;31.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="51.7"&gt;51.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="15.7"&gt;15.7 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;48&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Univ Munich&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Germany&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="34.1"&gt;34.1 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="23.2"&gt;23.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="14.5"&gt;14.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.5"&gt;33.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="56.7"&gt;56.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="32"&gt;32.0 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;49&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Brown Univ&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;USA&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.9"&gt;33.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="15.3"&gt;15.3 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="29"&gt;29.0 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="28.5"&gt;28.5 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="40.8"&gt;40.8 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="45.1"&gt;45.1 &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;      &lt;td num=""&gt;49&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Australian Natl Univ&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Australia&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="33.9"&gt;33.9 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="14.2"&gt;14.2 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="44.7"&gt;44.7 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="25.6"&gt;25.6 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="42.4"&gt;42.4 &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td num="31.7"&gt;31.7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;See?!&lt;br /&gt;And more surprisingly I do not want to give up...&lt;br /&gt;And there are something more, the requirements for entering Egyptology are quite high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1, English, German, French!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2, high mark of TOFEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3, if necessary, I have to learn Arabic, Greek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4, research paper&lt;br /&gt;5, GRE test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;And I still wanna try!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I am crazy please!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried all the afternoon...I really wanna learn... but...&lt;br /&gt;my heart tell me I have to try...&lt;br /&gt;I have still enough time to learn French, and the universities say I need only to master one, and I have one, German.&lt;br /&gt;And I will have to review my Eng now...&lt;br /&gt;Begin with French, work hard on my German, strengthen my Eng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter what I'v got to try, because this is my life-long dream.&lt;br /&gt;If those unis shot me down, I will learn my Master in European Study, what I am doing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3523400548224420960?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3523400548224420960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3523400548224420960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3523400548224420960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3523400548224420960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/tell-me-i-am-crazy-if-not-i-will-try-it.html' title='Tell Me I am Crazy, If Not, I will Try it!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2181414342737527150</id><published>2007-11-09T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:16:36.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>I Believe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have a dream.&lt;br /&gt;A dream that is far away,&lt;br /&gt;a dream that is shining over my head,&lt;br /&gt;a dream that I know I will fight for.&lt;br /&gt;But is will be hard...&lt;br /&gt;I knew, and I knew...&lt;br /&gt;There are so many barriers in my way,&lt;br /&gt;there are so many uncertaintities,&lt;br /&gt;there are so many...&lt;br /&gt;I do not know,&lt;br /&gt;but I do know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can not let my dream go away without a fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the blessing from Gods and Goddesses,&lt;br /&gt;I believe the Kings will smile at me,&lt;br /&gt;I believe that one day I can stand on the land that I love,&lt;br /&gt;I cazy about,&lt;br /&gt;I long about,&lt;br /&gt;I dream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;                                                             I blieve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2181414342737527150?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2181414342737527150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2181414342737527150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2181414342737527150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2181414342737527150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-believe.html' title='I Believe....'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4908279982140729018</id><published>2007-11-06T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:31.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Go to Chicago Uni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RzFVsARC9EI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rVt0uMmsXnw/s1600-h/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RzFVsARC9EI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rVt0uMmsXnw/s400/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129975665025807426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent an entire evening seaching in Internet for Master course in Egyptology. So far I have not jet changed my plan to become an Egyptologist, and I think I will never change. That is why I am learning German.&lt;br /&gt;I knew some unis which offer Master couses in this field, and I have searched unis in England: the most famous two Cambrige and Oxford, but I do not think I can reach the requests set by those unis, neither one requries a BA nor I have to achieve a GPA around 3.5 or 3.8. For me it is already inpossible. So I turned to USA, and I knew that Chicago  uni is quite famous for Egyptology, and I searched info, although the demands for students are very....high, at least I get a chance to apply, but it will be really......hard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;official transcripts from all colleges and universities that you have attended;( this is okay....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;a minimum of three letters of recommendation submitted by persons able to describe your achievements and promise;(maybe I can ask my prof for this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;your statement of purpose, which should describe the intellectual issues and historical/linguistic/archaeological subjects which you hope to explore at the University of Chicago;( I can write)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a writing sample of approximately 20 pages&lt;/span&gt;:  research paper or an MA thesis (usually more than 20 pages, perhaps with a specific section highlighted) that reflects your ability to present the question; to present consistent arguments using clear expository prose; to exhibit critical thinking; and to support a conclusion using correctly formatted footnotes and bibliography; (.......maybe I can write.....)   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;your scores from the Graduate Record Examination(GRE): less than five years old, no minimum score required; send the scores to University Code 1832, Department Code 2999; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-left: 120px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;for non-native English speakers, your scores from the Test of English as a Foreign Language (TOEFL):      &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;minimum       score of 600 with a minimum of 60 in each section on the paper test;       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;minimum score of 250 with a minimum of 25 in each section on the         computerized test if taken prior to September 2005;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;minimum score of 26 in each section on the computerized test if taken September 2005 or after.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;( I have to get 104 out of 120...oh my Gods!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;but at least I still have the possibility to apply.........&lt;br /&gt;and I really like this uni, jet I have not seached unis in Germany, maybe later I will have more choices........Oh Amun-Re!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4908279982140729018?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4908279982140729018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4908279982140729018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4908279982140729018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4908279982140729018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wanna-go-to-chicago-uni.html' title='I Wanna Go to Chicago Uni!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RzFVsARC9EI/AAAAAAAAAfc/rVt0uMmsXnw/s72-c/%E6%9C%AA%E5%91%BD%E5%90%8D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2146072070633101968</id><published>2007-11-04T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:02:27.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>What is Wrong with Me?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's German lessen was finally over, every day 3 hours, but I am getting a feeling that I can learn nothing from the class. It is really troubling me very much. Everyday i go to class, not in happy mood nor in a sad mood, because I do not know, what I should expect from my class. I only have little chance to speak, and the topics are not interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know, maybe it is my problem, maybe I am not active. No matter what my German stops right now. What is wrong with me?! What is wrong with my class?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am waiting for the next lecture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This morning I had a little talk with  my friend about the future. I wanna go abord for my Master, I wanna go to a uni where I can learn what I want to, where class offer will be interesting that I can make decision, which one I should take. My friend told me that current, my uni is not so....in Hong Kong, I admire other unis, I envy about the people who can go there. Maybe I should now take action to realize my dream now, I do not stay in HK, here people go to uni just for a degree for job searching, the academic atmosphere is bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaa........I know nothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2146072070633101968?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2146072070633101968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2146072070633101968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2146072070633101968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2146072070633101968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What is Wrong with Me?!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1978242315509766849</id><published>2007-11-04T00:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:58:22.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>書式生活</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/7678/dsc00118nj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/7678/dsc00118nj2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday afternoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;big sunshine through my window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My book was shining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and life is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as long as I was reading what I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not for my termpaper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but, actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was reading for my paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;en...but the topic is lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;about Ancient Egypt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I only have 1500words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope I can write 4000 words on my topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, termpaper is coming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;actually, two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that means,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;semester comes to end, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1978242315509766849?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1978242315509766849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1978242315509766849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1978242315509766849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1978242315509766849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='書式生活'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3112901677254814098</id><published>2007-10-31T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:23:56.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Angel Voice-St. Philip's Boys Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1986362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1986362.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; 人&lt;/span&gt;类发明的所有乐器中，没有一种比得过大自然的原音，那就是上天赐给我们的礼物-人类的歌声，特别是由圣洁的少年们所唱出来的，更显得分外的美好。而无论 是宏伟庄严的大教堂，或是教区纯朴的小教堂，英国的少年唱诗班素质之整齐一向是举世闻名的。在这些唱诗班中，又以南伦敦圣菲力教区内的男童所组成的「圣菲 力少年合唱团」最为出色，他们多才多艺，充满了热情，以天使般的歌声享誉国际多年，把他们对信仰的歌颂，以及欢乐与希望的讯息传遍了全世界。&lt;br /&gt;「圣菲力少年合唱团」不仅在每周日晚间跟亚伦提区马许一起合作一系列的电视节目，「Blue Peter」节目中演唱，甚至在「Top of the Pops」节目中演出，而拥有两支打进排行榜的畅销单曲。他们的前两张专辑《天使之音I》及《天使之音II》系列，融合了宗教赞美诗和流行名曲，为他们建 立了极高的知名度，还经常应邀参加许多节目的演唱，不论是演唱技巧或录音水准，皆堪称一流之作，在世界各地的唱片市场获得极佳的销售量，被乐迷誉为天碟。 在万千乐迷的期盼下，推出系列的第三集。&lt;br /&gt;本张专辑仍安排了二十首歌曲，有传统的耶诞颂歌，也有历年来最受欢迎的应景歌曲，其中英国作曲家霍华布莱克为著名的卡通短片《雪人》所谱写的主题曲〈漫步 在空中〉，原曲曾在一九八二年夺得英国排行榜冠军。这张专辑的其它歌曲还有〈玛莉的男孩〉、〈当圣婴降生〉、〈救主之日〉和〈槲寄生与酒〉等歌曲也同样曾 夺得排行榜冠军。不过若要谈到知名度，专辑中另外两首堪称不朽歌曲〈圣诞之歌〉及〈银色圣诞〉。前者是由老牌爵士歌手梅尔托梅在一九四五年谱写的，至今听 来温馨依旧。出自电影插曲的〈银色圣诞〉更是有史以来最唱销的歌曲，曾夺得一九四二年奥斯卡金像奖最佳电影配乐殊荣。 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; 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Maybe I was a little confident before the exam, now i am not, totally!&lt;br /&gt;My lovely Tushar told us that it would be easy test, but his promise turned out be be fake! It was very hard, listening....Okay, but the flollowing was getting worse, grammer, filling the words... Only the grammer part I took 20 minutes to finish, and the filling the words part was my nightmare, I could even hardly undertand half of the words in one big question! Is my German too bad, or was the exam too hard, who can tell!? I had to rush to write my article, and I am sure now that articel is only a trash!&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God!!&lt;br /&gt;If I vcan not get 70% of marks, I will fail in the exam, tomorrow I still have an oral exam of German, wish me luck, God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1042346033186884393?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1042346033186884393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1042346033186884393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1042346033186884393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1042346033186884393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/ohmy-god-amun-re.html' title='Oh...My God Amun-Re....'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8561062230681412619</id><published>2007-10-19T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T02:45:45.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>只要少Shopping一次，我就可以做到！</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720534977456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720534977456.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無意中發現了一個資助西部兒童的網站，他們主要是發動人們為西部的小學生捐款，幫助他們的日常生活費用。我看了真的好感動，很久以前就一直想着為那些可愛的孩子做點什麽，即使自己“沒有錢”，但是我shopping一次的花費已經就足夠他們一個學期的生活花銷了。“沒有錢”絕對不是理由。只要我少花一點錢就可以，就可以的！看着他們，想到平時自己的自怨自艾是多麽的可笑，我有什麽條件，有什麽資格來抱怨，難道Amun-Re給的我還不多嗎？父母寵愛的還不夠嗎？學習條件還不夠好嗎？旅遊的還不夠多嗎？衣服還不夠穿嗎？說我是個“不知天下之苦”是絕對不過分的！我也覺得應該好好地do something to myself了，要好好反省一下啊！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720513393964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720513393964.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720534994163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://bbs.gesanghua.org/UPLOADFILE/2007-8/200782720534994163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Looking at their pure and beautiful smiles, like angels, no, they are angels. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have made up my dicision, I wanna a child from them, I will help one of them to continue his or her study&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Yes! I wanna do it, although I am not making any money right now, but I can just shop less, and squeeze some of them out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Because I wanna see their smiles&lt;/span&gt;, it is much better than one new clothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8561062230681412619?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8561062230681412619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8561062230681412619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8561062230681412619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8561062230681412619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/shopping.html' title='只要少Shopping一次，我就可以做到！'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-7279391068165568826</id><published>2007-10-17T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T04:43:15.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>The Lost Tomb of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.simchaj.ca/productions/LTOJ-Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.simchaj.ca/productions/LTOJ-Large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;from Douban.Com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;这部纪录片以及新书讲述的故事发生在1980年，当时一群建筑工人在南耶路撒冷附近地区挖地基时，发现一处两千年前的洞穴及坟墓。坟墓中有10个骨头盒， 其中5个盒子上所记下的名字与《新约》中的关键人物有关，其中一副棺木刻有“犹大，耶稣之子”的字样。后来，这些骸骨经过DNA对比检测，被确认它们之间 没有血缘关系，但科学家们却据此推测其中有可能包括耶稣的妻子。他们还推断耶稣结过婚，妻子是抹大拉的玛利亚，两人还诞下了一名儿子，取名犹大，两母子死 后都是同样葬在那个墓穴内。影片中提出两大问题：第一，该遗物（骨头）是否可靠？确实是属于耶稣的尸骨吗？第二，如果这骨头果然是属于耶稣的，它会不会打 破基督教神学的宣称，耶稣是从死里复活的信仰呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just finished this documentary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Years ago, from a rediscovery of a tomb in Jerusalem revealed something extraordinary. One of 5 sarcophagi covered the name of " Jesus, the son of Joseph". Some scholars assumed that this maybe the discovery of the real Jesus in history. But some scholars remained very suspicious about this assumption. They argued that Jesus was a very common name in ancient times, so they denied the possibility that the bones in that sarcophagus were the remainings from Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not going to argue whether or not those bones were really Jesus' or not, but all I wanna say is that sometimes I think those so called scholars are "dumm", they always think about things within the framework.Personally I feel that history needs sometimes imagination. Those scholars can not even admit the teeny tiny possibility that they did find the Jesus. Anyway I think an important part which scholars should work on is to have more courages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-7279391068165568826?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7279391068165568826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=7279391068165568826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7279391068165568826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7279391068165568826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/lost-tomb-of-jesus.html' title='The Lost Tomb of Jesus'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5818496673067560484</id><published>2007-10-17T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T02:50:03.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>Remembering Egypt</title><content type='html'>For you, what is Egypt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-592.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v132/97/41/792370592/n792370592_1114584_849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-592.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v132/97/41/792370592/n792370592_1114584_849.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exotic city view from Cairo, the skirts of the Arabian women, big mustaches from the men,or the mosques?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v110/248/104/581926710/n581926710_206359_2312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v110/248/104/581926710/n581926710_206359_2312.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the unbelievable and unsurpassable beauty of the Nile? or maybe the intensive sunburn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v97/81/16/609171332/n609171332_101534_8152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sctm/v97/81/16/609171332/n609171332_101534_8152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind blow from the hot desert? or maybe an unadorned smile from a local?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v132/28/52/735830034/n735830034_1308626_314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v132/28/52/735830034/n735830034_1308626_314.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the standing of the great Pyramids? or the mysterious smile of the Sphinx?&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;for me,  what is Egypt is a question to which I have no answer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5818496673067560484?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5818496673067560484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5818496673067560484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5818496673067560484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5818496673067560484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/remembering-egypt.html' title='Remembering Egypt'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8517946600792087960</id><published>2007-10-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T05:38:39.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Waterbone-Orion Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.one-world-trading.com/music_newage/orion_prophecy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.one-world-trading.com/music_newage/orion_prophecy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Orion Prophecy是什么?&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;Waldo 和 Jones 两人在埃及期间，有一天逛到沙漠里。回头一望，看到金字塔背衬着紫色的暮霭，猎户星座腰带上的三颗钻石在金字塔正上方闪耀。这一景象使他们决定将专辑取名 ‘Orion Prophecy’。Orion Prophecy 源于相信技术先进的Atlantis（亚特兰蒂斯，传说中位于大西洋的岛屿，后沉于海底）文明能利用进步的天文知识推算世界大事。Atlantis毁灭 后，岛上的人逃到埃及和南美洲。他们的后裔，玛雅人和埃及人写到，金星、猎户星和几个其他星球会在2012年运行到同样的“密码位置”，引起重大灾难性事 件，造成世界上大量人口死亡 (猎户星座的预言), 就像当毁灭 Atlantis的大洪水一样。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;曲目&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;01. Hymn To Isis 伊希斯（古代埃及司生育的女神）赞歌&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Vision Of Mati 马蒂的预见&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Eastern Star 东方之星&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Keeper Of The Gates Of Mars 火星大门的守门人&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Sky Gods 天空诸神&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. King Of Cups 杯王&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Waterchild 水孩子&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Temple Thorns 庙宇荆棘&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Book Of Stars 星球之书&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Between Two Rivers 两河之间&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Orion 猎户星&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8517946600792087960?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8517946600792087960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8517946600792087960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8517946600792087960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8517946600792087960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/waterbone-orion-prophecy.html' title='Waterbone-Orion Prophecy'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-8033616373638260878</id><published>2007-10-15T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:44:25.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Sometimes We Have to Become a Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2559251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2559251.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Most people say that fairy tale is always fairy tale, it can be true. Of course, I do not deny this point. But I also see that people tend to be too realistic that they forget how to imagine, how to hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I think people born to have a talent of being pure, however, with the time goes by, this gift slowly disappeared. It is sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I am glad that I am a little "kindlich", the world outside is too complicated, like 1900 said" I did not see an end, but the piano always has an end, 88 keys." World is a complex, we have to face it, but we ahve to keep our nature, follow the heart, and do it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Evil is always defeated by justice. Princess always has a prince. Fairy land is walys a paradise...these are not true, yes, but I can make them right in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-8033616373638260878?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8033616373638260878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=8033616373638260878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8033616373638260878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/8033616373638260878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/sometimes-we-have-to-become-kid.html' title='Sometimes We Have to Become a Kid'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2899391126632164442</id><published>2007-10-15T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:27:21.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>在不影响健康的情况下晚睡，在不影响心情的情况下早睡</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;在不影响健康的情况下晚睡，在不影响心情的情况下早睡&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;this is a sentence copied from my Douban group. It tells exactly what I have to do now. I kind have a habit of going to bed late, since I have been in Hong Kong, this habit never change. Everytime, my mom told me to go bed early, it is healthy and city people are too careless about their health. I know, and I tried, failed...&lt;br /&gt;The group also summarized a rule of people who have this habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;以周末的起床时间来给人群分类的，例如： &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8：00以前     中老年人 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8：00-9：00   小屁孩儿，补课学生，新婚少妇…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9：00-11：00  稍有放纵的小青年 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11：00以后    极其潇洒的自由主义者，内心深处住着天山童姥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;obviously I belong to the later two groups.&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? yeah! Go to bed as early as I can. Bang now is 12:30 in the evening. Saying is always easier than doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2899391126632164442?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2899391126632164442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2899391126632164442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2899391126632164442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2899391126632164442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_15.html' title='在不影响健康的情况下晚睡，在不影响心情的情况下早睡'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2460266269036846176</id><published>2007-10-13T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:44:57.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>るろうに剣心-the Man I ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/19gVlsRJQW8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/19gVlsRJQW8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenxin, the man I...and admire the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenxin....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2460266269036846176?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2460266269036846176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2460266269036846176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2460266269036846176'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4121640508936634181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='タッチ'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4214174083962752767</id><published>2007-10-11T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:24:58.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>青春，Do U Still Remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dangdang.com/images/0306touch_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.dangdang.com/images/0306touch_01.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;上杉達也，上杉和也，三杉淳...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;還記得這些名字嗎？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;在遙遠的從前，天天趴在電視機前，只為看上他們一眼就滿足，瘋狂喜歡上他們的單純與拼搏，喜歡看他們在球場上奮斗的樣子的我好像已經不見了。當時的熱血沸騰，面紅耳赤的我已經消失了。我是這麽想的，應該沒有錯的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;如今的生活，我也不知道應該怎樣評價，只是覺得自己不再有那種決心，不再有一種衝動，不再宣揚自己要控制生活，不再大聲喊出自己的夢想。變了，如今按部就班的生活好像已經讓我滿足，嘗試着去改變，卻發現“我”這個對手好強大，自己在“我“的面前變得軟弱無力。就算今天的我信心十足，改變了10個小時的生活，明天的我還會繼續嗎？我現在不敢打包票阿...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;在不知名的原因下，我開始重新看起了這些動畫，突然發現我還是沒有變，當初的我還沒有完全消失，我很高興，我變得亢奮，以至於晚上失眠。可能過去的太久，人就開始淡忘，變得無所謂...人啊...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;（此文在我沒有睡醒的情況下寫成，不知所云..........）&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4214174083962752767?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4214174083962752767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4214174083962752767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4214174083962752767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4214174083962752767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-u-still-remember.html' title='青春，Do U Still Remember?'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-152645584715752507</id><published>2007-10-06T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T03:44:53.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Film,Books, Musics..Oh My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2559350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2559350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2677376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2677376.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1956565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1956565.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1882339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1882339.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2593757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2593757.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Great harvest,great harvest...&lt;br /&gt;I received a number of wonderful New Age Musics, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Instrumental Paradise Volume from &lt;span class="pl2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.douban.com/subject_search?search_text=Mehdi&amp;amp;cat=1003"&gt;Mehdi, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Homecoming from &lt;span class="pl2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.douban.com/subject_search?search_text=Jim%20Brickman&amp;amp;cat=1003"&gt;Jim Brickman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Erotic Moods from &lt;span class="pl2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.douban.com/subject_search?search_text=Nusound&amp;amp;cat=1003"&gt;Nusound&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Nights from the Alhambra from &lt;span class="pl2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.douban.com/subject_search?search_text=Loreena%20McKennitt&amp;amp;cat=1003"&gt;Loreena McKennitt, they are all great musicians, thanks to their beautiful work!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And I am almost done with me book, the Search for Omm Sety, and reading a new one, the Last Empress.&lt;br /&gt;Film, yes, film...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Zodiac,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Becoming Jane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; solino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Nativity Story, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Alien Vs. Predator, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Criminal Minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-152645584715752507?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/152645584715752507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=152645584715752507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/152645584715752507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/152645584715752507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/filmbooks-musicsoh-my-life.html' title='Film,Books, Musics..Oh My Life!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3018055779294236817</id><published>2007-10-03T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T08:17:31.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My Messed Interview...</title><content type='html'>I went to an interview today, for a volunteer work in Cambodia this Dec, but seemingly I have messes it up. No way I can still have the chance to go, yeah, I already knew when I walked out the interview room. This was the first failure in all my interviews, a record!&lt;br /&gt;I can blame no one but myself. I really wanna to take part in this work, it is so meaningful. But I did not pay attention to the preparation of interview. I knew I would probably required to use Cantoniese, I did not practice, I was very confident, and I was wondering that I can show myself in the interview. But things go always beyond your expection, the interview was not individual which I am good at, but a group interview. Oh My Amun-Re! I am always be the silent one in all groups, no matter what group. I knew I have changed a lot since I took the German class, now I am not the most silent one, but...After individual introduction there were only 5 minutes left, it did not leave many chances, and I also did bad in my introduction.&lt;br /&gt;No need to say...no need to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3018055779294236817?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3018055779294236817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3018055779294236817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3018055779294236817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3018055779294236817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-messed-interview.html' title='My Messed Interview...'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-4281944450239601539</id><published>2007-09-29T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T09:06:25.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Exhibition and a Discussion about Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.npm.gov.tw/hotnews/bt_museum/images/layout01_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.npm.gov.tw/hotnews/bt_museum/images/layout01_04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I made myself a promise that I will go and see the exhibition held by British Museum in Hong Kong. And today I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;From this small exbihition, I can tell how great the British Museum is, besides the Cairo Museum I love, British Museum is my second favourite! One day I will go to see the real Museum in England! And this is a new promise made to myself and Kemet Gods and Goddesses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The items on display are selected from British Museum, and it covers the period from pre-history to later Europe, and geographically it covers the entire world. Although the theme is great, it also means the items will be limited. As a result the whole exbihition only display 250 items. And not all of them are the real treasures from British Museum. Anyway some items did impress me a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;First of all is two papyrus from ancient Egypt. They contains the most important religious articles called the Book of the Dead. And the second piece of the Queen's Lyre, it is so beautiful and luxurious but very peaceful. It seems can be played any minute. The last one is a statue dipicted the wine god from Greece. No need to say, he is extremly handsome and pure. The skills of ancient craftsmen is unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exhibition, I went to see the sea view. When I was sitting one the platform with my friend, suddenly two girls showed up and asked us if they could sit down and talked about religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Immediately I realized that they were going to persuade us to convert to Christianity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I smiled and did not say no. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God knows why at that time I did not say no!? &lt;/span&gt;They began to ask if I have religion, and I said Yes, and I am a heretic. They stared me for several seconds and then looked at me interestingly and surprisingly. But they did not lose confidence to persuade me. They asked why I believe in Kemet, and I said I do not know why. They then wondered what is in that religion, I said something to them, and they asked me if I was confident enough to go to the paradise and I also siad yes. They did not give up, they mentioned &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Sin&lt;/span&gt;. But I nenver buy the saying that I have sin, and I born to have sin, why?? No!!&lt;br /&gt;I told them I did not but this saying in their religion, and I said religion is a personal affair, no one can intervene. I knew Christianity pretty well, but I never felt I belong there. But they continued saying: only the belief in Jesus can offer me the enterance to paradise, and real purity. Oh, Amun-Re, Jesus again! I do not think he is a god, I consider him always a human being. I am not comfortable worshipping a human as a god. In Islam and Juaism, Jesus is always a man, but in Christianity,he was deliberately made a god. And also I think Christianity is a copy of other religion. In all I would not convert. I tried hard to end this conversation, and I stood frim with my own religion. But this conversation was interesting,hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-4281944450239601539?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4281944450239601539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=4281944450239601539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4281944450239601539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/4281944450239601539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/exhibition-and-discussion-about.html' title='Exhibition and a Discussion about Religion'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3895420795067962875</id><published>2007-09-26T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:33.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip Around the World'/><title type='text'>中秋假期-上環中環半日游</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvohu0ImzcI/AAAAAAAAAao/lbJiVStGABM/s1600-h/hongkong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvohu0ImzcI/AAAAAAAAAao/lbJiVStGABM/s320/hongkong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114437414985059778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;在我roommi的強烈鼓動之下，我答應了在中秋節假期這天去到上環和中環旅遊（用旅遊者個詞是在很不好意思阿）。在大學，從來不缺乏的就是homework，但是旅遊的強烈誘惑，我是抵擋不住啊。&lt;br /&gt;早上9點我被拽了起來，痛苦啊，我還想多睡一會兒阿。誰讓我答應了要出去呢？吃了個早飯就怕了出去，我看看灰蒙蒙的天，猜測好像要下雨，後悔穿了拖鞋出去，但是我又一想，哪有這麽巧，說下雨就下雨的？！ 所以就頭也不回地走了。&lt;br /&gt;今天是公休，所以地鐵上沒有多少人，這顆舒服了很多，要是平時，那可是又擠死你不償命的架勢。舒舒服服的作了個地鐵，半個小時后就到了上環。我們沒有用多少時間就找到了我們的第一站：西港城，但是不知道是我們來得太早還是公休，很多店鋪都沒有開。我們只好在開的幾傢裏面晃蕩了幾下。其中有一家汽車模型點，裏面搜集了幾乎香港所有的公車，小巴的模型，非常可愛！&lt;br /&gt;儅我們想繼續move on 的時候，天下起了大雨。不過香港的雨也很奇怪，沒有幾分鈡就停了。我發現了一個紅色的郵筒，呵呵，現在可很少見啊，應該有一定的年代了吧？&lt;br /&gt;我們按照地圖走過了一條長長的乾貨街，街道很窄 ，典型的香港式，滿街的乾貨味道，我實在不喜歡。走過街道，我發現我們lost了，好在朋友的方向感不差，一回就走上的正途。藥材街，古董街，文武廟，蘭桂枋，教堂。。。走了好多地方。我好嬾的，也不想一一描述，有興趣的朋友來香港自己看吧。&lt;br /&gt;儅我們基本上完成的時候已經是下午的3點了，我們準備回去，但是我想去買一瓶洗頭膏。所以就直接去了大商城。賣完洗髮膏走出去的時候，袋子裏面有多了一瓶透明的指甲油，誘惑阿誘惑！&lt;br /&gt;本來真的就要回去了，但是我突然想起來星期5答應了德語老師到理工大學幫忙的，她說要be nice，但是我只有正裝，而且我也想換條西裝裏面的襯衫，所以我們就接着逛了下去，果然我找到了一條竪領的代花邊的襯衫，很喜歡，穿着也很合身，就買了下來，這件襯衫就算不穿西裝也可以的，哦哈哈哈。就這樣，我就決定了我星期5的穿着：超高跟皮鞋+牛仔褲+花邊襯衫+西裝。&lt;br /&gt;今天還是有收穫的，但是晚上我要好好看書了，明天有一個tutor，德國來的帥哥老師還是很厲害的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3895420795067962875?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3895420795067962875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3895420795067962875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3895420795067962875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3895420795067962875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_26.html' title='中秋假期-上環中環半日游'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvohu0ImzcI/AAAAAAAAAao/lbJiVStGABM/s72-c/hongkong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2035661407435064391</id><published>2007-09-26T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:33.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Life Record-My Desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvofo0ImzbI/AAAAAAAAAag/c87_b-UMbx8/s1600-h/mydesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvofo0ImzbI/AAAAAAAAAag/c87_b-UMbx8/s320/mydesk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114435112882589106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my desk, from up tp down, from left to right. All important things werephotoed here. It is interesting, and is a record of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2035661407435064391?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2035661407435064391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2035661407435064391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2035661407435064391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2035661407435064391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-record-my-desk.html' title='Life Record-My Desk'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rvofo0ImzbI/AAAAAAAAAag/c87_b-UMbx8/s72-c/mydesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3547547294830782127</id><published>2007-09-23T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:09:11.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>下雨的星期一早晨</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;在我今天早晨，半醒半睡的情況下，我聽到的雨聲，擡起眼來看了一下，浩大的雨，下的窗外的景色全部被白白的霧遮住了。我很喜歡雨，我特別喜歡沒有事情做的下雨的日子，但是我今天8：30卻有課，接下去還有5個小時的課，真不想去阿，卻又逃不掉。。。但是我卻告訴自己：8：30的課不去了。人在床上的時候意志力是最薄弱的時候，有着機強誘惑力的句子從我自己的腦子裏出現，我做什麽都沒有辦法抗拒了。這不，逃了一個小時的地理課，去吃了一個不緊不慢的早飯之後就開始有罪惡感了。做過的事情無法挽回，下次再也不做了！（心裏還是發虛阿，這句話又會在怎樣的情況下打破呢？）&lt;br /&gt;不過這個星期還真的很不錯，星期三放假，中秋節嘛，呵呵，準備和室友一起去中環和上環去看舊建築，順便可能去逛街。接下來，這個周末有三天假期，國慶嘛，呵呵，準備去尖沙嘴的博物館看展覽，我親愛的大英博物館來了！！&lt;br /&gt;真希望這個星期一和二可以快點過啊。&lt;br /&gt;這個星期4我就要開始一門新的語言課了，日語，本來以爲這個學期沒有機會了，但是Thank Amun-Re，我奇跡般的從waiting list跳到了registered，哦哈哈哈。有朋友問我：廣東話，英文，德文，再來一個日語，你承受得住嗎？這就讓我想起了德文課本上的一句話：so viele Sprachen du kannst, so viele Male bist du Mensch. 不管承不承受得住，先拭一下再説啦。&lt;br /&gt;還有一個好消息就是日本友人受了我一個和式風鈴，很可愛啊，哦哈哈！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3547547294830782127?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3547547294830782127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3547547294830782127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3547547294830782127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3547547294830782127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_23.html' title='下雨的星期一早晨'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3495031876469236783</id><published>2007-09-22T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T08:44:46.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Joy? Sadness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smaiji.com/dd/UpFile/UpAttachment/2006-4/200646202633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.smaiji.com/dd/UpFile/UpAttachment/2006-4/200646202633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I was rushing through my collection of pictures of ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. Suddenly I felt a slight trace of sadness. It appeared out of nowhere, but I can feel it so clearly like I can feel the blowing of wind. Why? I asked myself, no answer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Looking into the darkness of night, I tried to search the history of ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; and me. Unfortunately I have no clear idea of how I fell in love with it. But I do know that I love it. Now ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is my love, my power, my pursuit, my pain and maybe my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I am glad that I found ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, and in turn it did change my life trace. Without it I can not imagine what I am doing now. Sometimes I even think maybe I was an Egyptian far, far away in the past. For me it is so natural to see the paintings, the buildings, the belief, and even those mummies. I even can not remember since when I began to search and collect things related to ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;, even just a little relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There was a saying which regarded serious interest as mental illness. I do not know whether or not it was true, but I do not care, instead I am happy to have this illness. Once at a dinner my uncle told me that maybe ancient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Egypt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; is the hidden power which is influencing me, and I think it is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3495031876469236783?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3495031876469236783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3495031876469236783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3495031876469236783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3495031876469236783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/joy-sadness.html' title='Joy? Sadness?'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1856765868157462493</id><published>2007-09-22T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:33.333-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Why is She so Special, I am so Jealous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s1600/omm%2Bsety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s1600/omm%2Bsety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is she so special?! I wanna be like her, and experience the same like she did!&lt;br /&gt;She was really blessed by Egyptian Gods.&lt;br /&gt;She escaped from death, then fell in love with ancient Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;She claimed herself as a priestess of Isis, she studied under an Egyptologist,&lt;br /&gt;She saw the reappearance of Sety the First, she talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;She was loved by a Great Pharaoh, she believed ancient Egyptian religion which I am too.&lt;br /&gt;She worked in Egypt and also lived there,&lt;br /&gt;She could enter all the temples without limitation,&lt;br /&gt;She could sleep with Sety and my beloved Ramsses.&lt;br /&gt;She could drink wine with them.&lt;br /&gt;She could die in Abydos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so jealous about her life, and her experiences, I wish I could have the same, but I have been already lucky enough, to be blesses by Egyptian Gods and Goddess! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank Amun-Re!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s1600-h/omm+sety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s1600-h/omm+sety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1856765868157462493?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1856765868157462493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1856765868157462493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1856765868157462493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1856765868157462493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-is-she-so-special-i-am-so-jealous.html' title='Why is She so Special, I am so Jealous!'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s72-c/omm%2Bsety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2567547870777650424</id><published>2007-09-21T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:38:27.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>多事之日阿</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 本來不想用中文寫，但是今天特殊吧。多事之日阿。T-T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 一大早8點我的多拉A夢開始拽我起床，不過這只貓一向來就很失敗，從來沒有成功過，相反我今天又成功的在床上多呆了30多分鈡，要不是還有3個小時的德文 課，我可真的想一睡解千愁啊。跌跌撞撞的爬起床，踫到了從德國來的厠友，一句Gute Morgen!就鑽進了廁所。她也開始洗澡。早晨那早晨。。。&lt;img src="http://www.blogbus.com/public/smiles/01-16.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 洗漱之後吃了早餐，就爬向教室。 面對着看了一年的同學，麻木中。只有我們新來的德文老師還讓我來點勁。儅我第一次看到她的時候，她看上去好兇，我預感到我的Year 2將會多麽的miserable，但是我錯了，老師還是很風趣的，至少要比我們可愛的印度老師Tushar上課來的有趣。可能是早上喝了一杯Kaffee 的緣故，不到一個小時，我就覺得我需要上厠所，但是無巧不成書，老師偏偏要開始做聽力，走不掉了。我凴着我的意志力奪堅持了半個小時，可是老師還是沒有要 break的跡象，我的極限快要到了，説什麽我都沖了出去，人有三急嘛，哦哈哈哈。。。吃午飯之前又遇到了我的厠友，突然有一個idea出現了，我操起我 的粗糙德語，問她想不想去11月的啤酒節，她說：gern！呵呵，有個德國人一起去啤酒節應該會很不錯的！ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;上完課，本來一天的可就沒有了，但是這個星期我們department偏偏又有兩次seminar，逃不掉。我們的帥哥德國老師阿Hess親切的對 我們說：你們兩次都要來！T-T god knows how boring those seminars will be!?這不，我又凴着我巨人的毅力堅持了兩個小時，其間來自英國的學者滔滔不絕的講着歐盟的形成，我卻心思亂飛，罪惡阿，一點也沒有get到中心思想， anyway,我猜想應該是關於commem market的。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 回到宿舍例行公事給媽媽打電話，告訴她我想洗牙，沒想到我媽媽堅決反對，她強調說，洗牙會把一層保護膜洗掉的，看來我的90HKD要飛走了。之後我想我媽 抱怨，ATM吃了我300塊錢。本來想拿點錢，沒想到這破機器扣了我的錢卻沒有把錢吐出來，看來我星期一要向銀行把錢拿回來了。。。埃。。。生活真的一波 接着一波，沒完沒了。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2567547870777650424?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2567547870777650424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2567547870777650424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2567547870777650424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2567547870777650424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_21.html' title='多事之日阿'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5317262156350458854</id><published>2007-09-19T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:51:21.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>圣咏Elbosco----Angelis 天使</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bbs.musicool.cn/attachments/month_0709/20070920_c2cc58c763eb69dc12027FGUnDEiZo16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://bbs.musicool.cn/attachments/month_0709/20070920_c2cc58c763eb69dc12027FGUnDEiZo16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My new music album is from Spain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elbosco&lt;/b&gt; was the name of a joint &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spain" title="Spain"&gt;Spanish&lt;/a&gt; musical group that achieved world success with the song &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nirvana_%28song%29" title="Nirvana (song)"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/a&gt; in 1995.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The group consisted of the boys &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Choir" title="Choir"&gt;choral&lt;/a&gt; group of the Escolanía del Real Monasterio of San Lorenzo, with boys between 9 and 14 years old along with adult instrumentalists and soloists. In 1995, the group released the disk Angelis, with the hit song Nirvana which was used by Danny Boyle in the film 'Millions'. The music, a mixture of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gregorian_chant" title="Gregorian chant"&gt;Gregorian chants&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hip-hop" title="Hip-hop"&gt;hip-hop&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Techno" title="Techno"&gt;techno&lt;/a&gt;, with a mixture of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_language" title="Latin language"&gt;Latin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_language" title="English language"&gt;English&lt;/a&gt; vocals, attained international fame. They also released a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portuguese_language" title="Portuguese language"&gt;Portuguese&lt;/a&gt; version of the disk with the same title. The group mixed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Classical_music" title="Classical music"&gt;classical music&lt;/a&gt;, boys chorus and synth generated sounds, resulting in a sound similar to that of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enigma_%28musical_project%29" title="Enigma (musical project)"&gt;Enigma&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In the monastery, 100 boys are selected for their musical talent and presented in white robes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since the arrival of Elbosco, several similar groups arose, but did not attain the same success as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nirvana_%28song%29" title="Nirvana (song)"&gt;Nirvana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5317262156350458854?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5317262156350458854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5317262156350458854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5317262156350458854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5317262156350458854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/elbosco-angelis.html' title='圣咏Elbosco----Angelis 天使'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-3207587622539210888</id><published>2007-09-17T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:33.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>the Search for Omm Sety-Sety was wandering as Akh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s1600-h/omm+sety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s400/omm+sety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111191477518459858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the secret diary of Omm Sety, one night of 1972, the long gone Sety was coming to Omm Sety and  he lay down besides her, and put his arms around her. They talked something unbelievable. Omm Sety invited Sety to tell the near death experience. And Sety did, he said: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;the feeling was wonderful, just as you feel your Akh is released from your body. But one's thoughts and feelings remain the same." &lt;/span&gt;Sety saw his surroundings: his lileless body, his son Ramsses, and his daughter was crying bitterly.     Then he went to the judgement hall which was in the religion and myth of ancient Egypt. At last he told the story of searching for the reincarnation of his beloved girl( now Omm Sety), and he crossed the time and saw many strange places and things.&lt;br /&gt;Is this true that a spirit from ancient times really could go beyond the time and come to us? Is it true that all the myth and Egyptian religion state the truth of life and death? Is that true that Omm Sety was really a reincarnation? Is her story true?&lt;br /&gt;There are so many "is that", I wish Omm Sety could personally tell me her experience and maybe she and Sety, I wish she could be alive now.&lt;br /&gt;I have to continue the book, I am sure I will have more discoveries, and more surprises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-3207587622539210888?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3207587622539210888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=3207587622539210888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3207587622539210888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/3207587622539210888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/search-for-omm-sety-sety-was-wandering.html' title='the Search for Omm Sety-Sety was wandering as Akh?'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru6ZkYx949I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CdFQPzZAzSY/s72-c/omm+sety%E5%89%AF%E6%9C%AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1165562392039952933</id><published>2007-09-16T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:35.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Musik und Meine Filme'/><title type='text'>Jesse Mccartney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru1GQ4x947I/AAAAAAAAAZg/UlU2dWTJQi4/s1600-h/5cfbc7096806d02e6a60fb30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru1GQ4x947I/AAAAAAAAAZg/UlU2dWTJQi4/s320/5cfbc7096806d02e6a60fb30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110818408069194674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse A. McCartney (born April 9, 1987) is an American pop singer and Daytime Emmy-nominated actor. McCartney initially came to fame in the early 2000s, as a member of the boy band Dream Street, and subsequently branched out into a solo career, having appeared on the television series Summerland and released two music albums, Beautiful Soul and Right Where You Want Me.&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/synhob08_eA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/synhob08_eA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&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/5099602708036960150-1165562392039952933?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1165562392039952933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1165562392039952933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1165562392039952933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1165562392039952933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/jesse-mccartney.html' title='Jesse Mccartney'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru1GQ4x947I/AAAAAAAAAZg/UlU2dWTJQi4/s72-c/5cfbc7096806d02e6a60fb30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2647142819658174704</id><published>2007-09-16T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:35.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Remind Me Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru0-qIx946I/AAAAAAAAAZY/vG3czaXmD10/s1600-h/b006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru0-qIx946I/AAAAAAAAAZY/vG3czaXmD10/s320/b006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110810045767869346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remind me again---&lt;br /&gt;together we trace our strange journey,&lt;br /&gt;find each other,&lt;br /&gt;come on laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Some time we will cross where life ends.&lt;br /&gt;We'll both look back as far as forever,&lt;br /&gt;that first day.&lt;br /&gt;I will touch you---&lt;br /&gt;a new world then.&lt;br /&gt;Stars will come a different way.&lt;br /&gt;We will both end.&lt;br /&gt;We will both begin.&lt;br /&gt;Remind me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2647142819658174704?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2647142819658174704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2647142819658174704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2647142819658174704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2647142819658174704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/remind-me-again.html' title='Remind Me Again'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Ru0-qIx946I/AAAAAAAAAZY/vG3czaXmD10/s72-c/b006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1525769917556971098</id><published>2007-09-15T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T06:20:14.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Enternal Love of Sety 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2688455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s2688455.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Finally I got this excellent book which is about the life of an extraordinary woman who believed in herself that she was a priestess of Isis in ancient Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;And about this women:&lt;br /&gt;(from one of my blog article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Dorothy Eady who was known as Omm Sety: the Mother of Sety. I remember that the first time I came across this lady was during my reading of an ancient Egyptian book. But few years later, I totally forgot her. With some unknown reasons, I suddenly wanna know her now. So I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.enterprisemission.com/images/omm-sety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.enterprisemission.com/images/omm-sety.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; checked the internet for some info about her, because the memory about her in me was too blur. To my great surprise, there is little info about her. I tried my best, the only info I got was a summery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She was born to an ordinary Irish family and she seemed, too, ordinary. But after an accident in her childhood: falling off something...her life was completely changed, after she woke up, she claimed she wanna go home, and that was Egypt. More surprisingly was that she told people that&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; she was the reincarnation of an ancient Egyptian priestess of Isis during the reign of Seti 1st.&lt;/span&gt;What's more, in her previous life, she did have physical relationship with Pharaoh Seti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When she grew up, she went to Egypt and married an Egyptian man and produced a son who was named after the Pharaoh Seti 1st. That is why she was called Omm Sety. Omm Sety had extremely rich knowledge about the history during 19th Dynasty, and Seti. Her knowledge astonished many Egyptologists, in some cases, she could accurately pointed out the location of the garden in the Temple of Isis, where now only ruins left. And she could stated clearly the process of rituals in ancient times. Omm was counted as a very convincing example of reincarnation. Here is a link about her: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llewellyn.com/bookstore/article.php?id=11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Point me "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;During my reading of this book, I found something unbelievable jet convincing. Some people, most of the people are doubtful of the fact of reincarnation, but yet, there was a case of Omm Sety, she did claimed the existence of reincarnation and also she was amazing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So maybe there are some magic powers that are unknown to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read some beautiful words about the story between Pharaoh Sety and Omm Sety.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Once upon a time there was a sacred place in ancient Egypt which was called Abydos. And there was a peerless temple built by Sety dedicated to the great God Osiris.And Omm Sety was a priestess of Goddess Isis. Besides the temple there was a huge garden with a lotus pool. Alone the pool were planted many trees and flowers. One day when Bentreshyt( the previous life of Omm Sety) was picking flowers in the garden, Pharaoh was just coming by and saw Omm Sety. She was beautiful with blond hair and blue eyes, her blood was not pure Egyptian. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;When she made a clumsy gesture to show her respect to Pharaoh, Sety laughed and called her over to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;This was so beautiful and romantic, I always imagined how it would be when Ramsses smiled, was he handsome? Was he manly? Omm Sety said that Sety was extremely handsome and attractive, even in his fifties, now I am sure about my beloved Ramsses, it is so nice to know!&lt;br /&gt;Then things went smoothly, Pharaoh fell in love with with girl, and the girl too attracted by Pharaoh. But in ancient Egypt, priestess was not allowed to be touched by anyone, even the Pharaoh, in order to save Sety from breaking to law, Omm Sety committed suicide. When Sety heard about the news, he siad: I will never forget you!" And he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3000 years later...According to Omm Sety's diary,Sety came to her when she returned to Egypt in 19ths. This is unbelievable, but...yet believable. Sety held her in his arms and talked with her about his near death experience and the journey through death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;After reading I was wondering if the religion of ancient Egypt did involved some hidden power? How could this happen? Sety came back to 19th century? And found the reincarnation of Omm Sety??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1525769917556971098?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1525769917556971098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1525769917556971098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1525769917556971098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1525769917556971098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/enternal-love-of-sety-1st.html' title='Enternal Love of Sety 1st'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6369346322241341866</id><published>2007-09-14T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:35.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My New Body Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuqqQk45cbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MpSQhKgYeJw/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuqqQk45cbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MpSQhKgYeJw/s320/DSC00128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110083928962199986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I spent nearly three hours wandering in a shopping centre, trying to get some clothes that will fit me. But I didn't have satisfaction with me when I walking out the Unico. Originally I did not want to go further more, but I remembered suddenly that recently there was something wrong with my face,maybe because my overeating...So I walked in to a body care shop. Normally I do not spend any of my momey on those products, but this time I got really badluck,those little things kept coming out from my face, and no trace of stopping. I was forced to do something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh Amun-Re!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;My roonmate recommended me a product which is effective with those little things, and I decided to give it a fly. I spent 65 HKD on this tiny bottle of tea tree oil. I said to myself: that is all! When I turned around and was ready to leave, a saleswoman began to introduce a bath and shower gel product to me, I was going to say no, and was considering how to reject.  But.....I immediately heared a word &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lotus smell! &lt;/span&gt;What?! that is my favourite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That is the flower of Egypt and ancient Egypt! Thank Amun-Re.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Several mounths ago I desired a perfume called the Garden of Nile produced by Hermes. But for me it was to expensive, and it had noway that I could afford it. So I had to quit. But this time...ohahaha when the saleswoman tried some on me, I was persuaded to take my momey out of my pocket. At last I also bought one bottle more, the white bottle, also lotus smell. Anyway they are not expensive as that perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6369346322241341866?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6369346322241341866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6369346322241341866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6369346322241341866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6369346322241341866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-new-body-care.html' title='My New Body Care'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuqqQk45cbI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MpSQhKgYeJw/s72-c/DSC00128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-1595609259890793557</id><published>2007-09-13T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:35.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>Meine Heimat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rujxak45caI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zffDsoD_Bfo/s1600-h/1170034869685_200_r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rujxak45caI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zffDsoD_Bfo/s320/1170034869685_200_r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109599216133042594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Meine Heimat ist in der Vergangenheit. Die ist nicht mehr da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I ch komme aus eine kleine Stadt. Als ich ein Kind war, habe ich in meiner Heimat viel Spass gemacht. Aber jetzt sieht die kleine Stadt verschiedene aus. Heute hat die Stadt zu viel Leute. Es gibt zu viel Verschmutzungen. Der Fluss ist nicht mehr sauber, die Haeuse sind hoch. Die Luft ist nicht frisch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aber ich habe mich immer daran erinnern, dass meine Heimat fuer mich ein Paradies ist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Als ich klein war, gab es einen ziemlich sauber Fluss. Ueber dem Fluss gab es drei Steinbruecke. Im Sommerferien habe ich mit meiner Familie im Fluss geschwommen. Manchmal habe ich mit meinen Freunden entlang den Fluss gespielen. Das Best war, im Fruehling habe ich mit meinem Vater ueber dem Feld Drachen gespielen. Ueber dem Feld war hellgelb Blumen. Damal mag ich die Natur, und ich Moechte immer in der Natur sein. Manchmal blieb ich gern bei meiner Grossmutter. Sie hat ein sehr grosses, altes Chinseses Haus. Nach der Schule bin ich ganz schnell zu Grossmutter gelaufen und mit meinen Freunden " hide and seek" gespielen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Meine Heimat ist die kleine Stadt, die immer in meinem Gedaechtnis bleibt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-1595609259890793557?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1595609259890793557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=1595609259890793557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1595609259890793557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/1595609259890793557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/meine-heimat.html' title='Meine Heimat'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rujxak45caI/AAAAAAAAAZI/zffDsoD_Bfo/s72-c/1170034869685_200_r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-7590805738329892027</id><published>2007-09-12T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:05:40.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Truth'/><title type='text'>Eternal Love-Osiris and Isis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sacred-texts.com/etc/omw/img/00300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sacred-texts.com/etc/omw/img/00300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Sing we Osiris dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Lament the fallen head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The light has left the world, the world is gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Athwart the atarry skies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The web of darkness flies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;And Isis weeps Osiris passed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Your tears, ye stars, ye fires, ye rivers, shed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;weep, childern of the Nile, weep for your lord is dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Softly we tread, our measured footsteps falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;within the sanctuary sevenfold;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Soft on the dead that liveth are we calling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Return, Osiris, from thy Kingdom cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Return to them that worship thee cold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Within the court divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The sevenfold sacred shrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;We pass, while echoes of the temple walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Repeat the long lament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;the sound of sorrow sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;far up within the imperishable halls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Where, each in other's arms. the sisters weep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Isis and Nephthys, o'er his unwaking sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Softly we tread, our measured footsteps falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;within the sanctuary sevenfold;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Soft on the dead that liveth are we calling:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;"Return, Osiris, from thy Kingdom cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Return to them that worship thee cold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;O dweller in the west,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Lover and lordliest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Thy love, thy sister Isis, calls thee home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;come from thy chamber dun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;thou master of the sun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Thy shadowy chamber far below the foam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;With weary wings and spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;through all the fragment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;through all the horror-haunted ways of hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I seek thee near and far, from star to wanderintg star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Free with the dead that in Amenti dwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I search the height, the deep, the lands, the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Rise from the dead and live, our lord Osiris, rise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-7590805738329892027?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7590805738329892027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=7590805738329892027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7590805738329892027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/7590805738329892027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/eternal-love-osiris-and-isis.html' title='Eternal Love-Osiris and Isis'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6328535985181535225</id><published>2007-09-11T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:36.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>My Uni Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The third year of my Uni life in Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;. Yesterday I was going to Hong Kong, bang! I habe been in Hong Kong for two years, what I have done? What I am going to do? Sometimes I think about those questions, but the fact is that I always focus on the things coming in one or two weeks. I think I really need a long term plan. I have promised myself to realize my Egyptian dream, I can not let it go!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Amun-Re!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;People outside the uni dream the life inside uni, but actually, I do not think there is any difference between two groups. People outside are busy with their making momey, making life better, we too, are doing our best to create a somehow better future. People all are fighting with the present time for the future time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Did I go too far of judging my uni life?....I just had a floor meeting with all new guys this semester. I am lucky to have a chance living in the Internet floor, most of our guys are from all over the world. And I have further luck, we have 5 Germans this semester, maybe I will get more chance to practise my German, beside my toilemate is also from German, ohaha:&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank Amun-Re!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;While I was writing my blog, I was enjoying my new favourite musik from Germany. It is a New Age Musik stype, and quite good! And I do not know why, those strong , dark, mysterious musik really attracts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rua6tjySk-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/jCxvaJ8YqR8/s1600-h/20070214_86951c9aaab66bfb497fwT7xdb6DVyeQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rua6tjySk-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/jCxvaJ8YqR8/s320/20070214_86951c9aaab66bfb497fwT7xdb6DVyeQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108976119161459682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;And I realize that Germany does produce excellent musicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow I have to repeat what I do every day, get up, go to class, the difference is that the three hour German lessern is always the most exciting class. But I found that since I got back from German, my German is notvas good as that I had in Germany, maybe I do not have the environment here. Because in Geramny I was forced to use German everyday, even as long as 6,7 hours, but here although I have lesserns, I have rear chance of pratice. Maybe I have to try harder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6328535985181535225?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6328535985181535225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6328535985181535225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6328535985181535225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6328535985181535225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-uni-life.html' title='My Uni Life'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/Rua6tjySk-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/jCxvaJ8YqR8/s72-c/20070214_86951c9aaab66bfb497fwT7xdb6DVyeQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-2052415409991118413</id><published>2007-09-08T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:41:52.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Major Journal'/><title type='text'>My Whole New Lesen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;A week past since the begining of my new semester. This semester I have a brand new topic of European Study, Germany. That means I have to understand the development of Germany. At first I had little interest in the history of Germany, because I think there is nowhere special except the part of Hitler. However after the first class I found that this year will be exciting and challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;The main purpose of this course is to understand the interesting way of development of Germany compared to the countries like France.The history of Germany is not that smooth, but quite unique and hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;How to pu this? At first Germany was called the Holy Roman Empire, but the emperor held no actual power, the nation was in a loose confederation. After the collapse, Germany adopted no democracy, yeah...there was revolutions, but they did not succeed in establishing democratical power. Later was the second Empire built by Bismak, the third one was by Hitler. What my Prof trying to do in this course is to prove that the German had and have the cultrue of democracy, the reason why those empires and Hitler came to power lied not in cultural reason, but others. He will exam those reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt; But I am doubtfull, I think Germany do has a culture differed from France, the people in Germany sometimes hope the appearance of a strong leader, especailly in crisis. Some famous historians, too think in this way. Even the witnesses in the government of Hitler regarded the reason why Hitler came to power was the hope of German people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Maybe Hess will convincing me, who knows, just go and see and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-2052415409991118413?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2052415409991118413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=2052415409991118413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2052415409991118413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/2052415409991118413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-whole-new-lesen.html' title='My Whole New Lesen'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-6917950595128453022</id><published>2007-09-08T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T05:08:52.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mein Neue Lieblings Musik</title><content type='html'>Ich mag New Age Music, das bin ich sicher, besonders mag ich Enigma und Era. Manchmal hoere ich auch die Pop Musik, aber die finde ich schlecht.&lt;br /&gt;During the summer break, I found something new for myself. Some Indian style New Age, one group is called Rasa, and the other is from the musician called Prem Joshua. I really .like those musics, I am sure I am absorbed by them. They are mysterious, remote, peace...beyong expression, or maybe my Eng is too bad to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;RASA'S MUSIC is based on Indian devotional songs from the Vaishnava tradition. Many of India's finest writers have provided songs in praise of God or expressed a yearning to be closer to the Divine- a desire that has inspired many artists, from many cultures, for many years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Combining these songs with their unique arrangements, RASA has developed a sound that is soulful, respectful of the traditional sources, and very accessible to a western audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Their music blends meditative, transcendental, and ethereal qualities into an elegant, contemporary style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1476422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.douban.com/lpic/s1476422.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva,Swiss,SunSans-Regular;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the list of their albums.&lt;br /&gt;http://rasa-music.com/Bodies/body-music.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-6917950595128453022?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6917950595128453022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=6917950595128453022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6917950595128453022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/6917950595128453022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/mein-neue-lieblings-musik.html' title='Mein Neue Lieblings Musik'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099602708036960150.post-5275837181987135243</id><published>2007-09-07T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:33:36.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meine Tagbuch'/><title type='text'>the British Museum Comes to Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuIppzySk9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/-GKwTWhCA_I/s1600-h/Snap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuIppzySk9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/-GKwTWhCA_I/s320/Snap1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107690725644080082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super great news, there will be an &lt;span class="cls_i"&gt;Exhibition in Hong Kong Museum of Art whose treasures are form the most great museum-British Museum. Since so far I have no change of going to England, it will not hurt to see an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="cls_i"&gt;Exhibition earlier. Besides &lt;/span&gt;F&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;eaturing about 270 artifacts including sculptures, paintings, jewellery, porcelain and stone artifacts that have been collected from five continents of the world by the British Museum since it was founded in 1753, this exhibition covers a vast span of time from 2 million years ago to the present day. Diverse cultures &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;including ancient Egypt&lt;/span&gt;, Rome and Greece, as well as artistic styles of European, African, American and Asian art are explored. Highlight items include an Egyptian wooden mummy-board “The Unlucky Mummy” of the early 22nd dynasty, about 945 BC, a 13th century Egyptian brass “Astrolabe” with silver inlay, a marble Roman statue of Dionysos of 2nd century, a “Queen's lyre” from about 2600-2400 BC found in the Royal Cemetery at Ur, and a walrus ivory chess-piece made in about 1150-1200 and found in Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Amun-Re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099602708036960150-5275837181987135243?l=usermaatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5275837181987135243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5099602708036960150&amp;postID=5275837181987135243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5275837181987135243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099602708036960150/posts/default/5275837181987135243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://usermaatre.blogspot.com/2007/09/british-museum-comes-to-hong-kong.html' title='the British Museum Comes to Hong Kong'/><author><name>Eva.Usermaatre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10077264800002995143</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5732/nefertirixu3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_td_JbW4TFbQ/RuIppzySk9I/AAAAAAAAAYg/-GKwTWhCA_I/s72-c/Snap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
