Showing posts with label landscape art painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label landscape art painting. Show all posts

Thursday, May 8, 2008

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landscape art painting 马英九5.5日在台北接受日本产经新闻的专访,马英九对国家主席胡锦涛访日表示:“只要是对地区和平与繁荣有益的事,当然都受到欢迎”,并指出“台湾在新政权成立后,将加强与中国大陆经济的联系,对地区的发展做出贡献。” 
  据台湾《联合报》报道,马英九是接受产经驻台北支局长长谷川周人的专访,他指出,中国大陆的经济发展,对东亚经济的发展应该是“正面多于负面”。他说,作为下一任台湾地区领导人,他有信心藉由与中国大陆的关系缓和,让台湾的经济迈向活性化。 
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  不过他也表示,“如果过度对中国大陆经济的依赖,将会让台湾有被中国大陆吞噬的危机”,所以他还是重申不统、不独、不武的主张。 
  一方面,他认为“与中国大陆经济的联系,将可以为东亚地区带来和平与安定”,另一方面他又表明“台湾并不是香港”,努力想清除部分舆论所担心的与中国大陆过度接近可能失去台湾的主体性。 

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

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¡¡¡¡`Do you like parties?' she asked in a moment. ¡¡¡¡`Sometimes; you see I've been abroad a good many years, and haven't been in company enough yet to know how you do things here.' ¡¡¡¡`Abroad!' cried Jo. `Oh, tell me about it! I love dearly to hear people describe their travels.' ¡¡¡¡Laurie didn't seem to know where to begin; but Jo's eager questions soon set him going, and he told her how he had been at school in Vevey, where the boys never wore hats, and had a fleet of boats on the lake, and for holiday fun went walking trips about Switzerland with their teachers. ¡¡¡¡`Don't I
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wish I'd been there!' cried Jo. `Did you go to Paris?' ¡¡¡¡`We spent last winter there.' ¡¡¡¡`Can you talk French?' ¡¡¡¡`We were not allowed to speak anything else at Vevey.' ¡¡¡¡`Do say some! I can read it, but can't pronounce.' ¡¡¡¡`Quel nom a cette jeune demoiselle en les pantoufles jolies?' said Laurie, good-naturedly. ¡¡¡¡`How nicely you do it! Let me see - you said, "Who is the young lady in the pretty slippers," didn't you?' ¡¡¡¡`Oui, mademoiselle.' ¡¡¡¡`It's my sister Margaret, and you knew it was! Do you think she is pretty?' ¡¡¡¡`Yes; she makes me think of the German girls, she looks so fresh and quiet.'

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

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in two applications for pardon, that I may be in danger of thinking myself too sure of yours, and of those among your friends who have had any ground of offence.--You must all endeavour to comprehend the exact nature of my situation when I first arrived at Randalls; you must consider me as having a secret which was to be kept at all hazards. This was the fact. My right to place myself in a situation requiring such concealment, is another question. I shall not
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discuss it here. For my temptation to think it a right, I refer every caviller to a brick house, sashed windows below, and casements above, in Highbury. I dared not address her openly; my difficulties in the then state of Enscombe must be too well known to require definition; and I was fortunate enough to prevail, before we parted at Weymouth, and to induce the most upright female mind in the creation to stoop in charity to a secret engagement.-- Had she refused, I should have gone mad.--But you will

Thursday, January 3, 2008

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Such was Bertram's,patronised over a long stretch of years by the higher echelons of the clergy, dowagerladies of the aristocracy up from the country, girls on their way home for the holidaysfrom expensive fishing schools. ("So few places where a girlcan stay alone in London but of course it is quite all right at Bertram's. We have stayed there for years.")
  There had, of course, been many other hotels on themodel of Bertram's. Some still existed, but nearly all hadfelt the wind of change. They had had necessarily to modernise themselves, to cater for adifferent clientele. Bertram's, too, had had to change, but ithad been done so cleverly that it was not at all apparent at the first casual glance.
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  Outside the steps that led up to the big swing doorsstood what at first sight appeared to be no less than a Field Marshal. Gold braid andmedal ribbons adorned a broad and manly chest. His deportment was perfect. He received youwith tender concern as you emerged with rheumatic difficulty from a taxi or a car, guidedyou carefully up the steps and piloted you through the silently swinging doorway.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

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Passepartout found that he could not avoid telling his master what had occurred, and, with hanging head, he was turning towards the car, when the engineer a true Yankee, named Forster called out, "Gentlemen, perhaps there is a way, after all, to get over." ¡¡¡¡"On the bridge?" asked a passenger. ¡¡¡¡"On the bridge." ¡¡¡¡"With our train?" ¡¡¡¡"With our train." ¡¡¡¡Passepartout stopped short, and eagerly listened to the engineer. ¡¡¡¡"But the bridge is unsafe," urged the conductor. ¡¡¡¡"No matter," replied Forster; "I think that by putting on the very highest speed we might have a chance of getting over." ¡¡¡¡"The devil!" muttered Passepartout. ¡¡¡¡But a number of the passengers were at once attracted by the engineer's proposal, and Colonel Proctor was especially delighted,
oil paintingand found the plan a very feasible one. He told stories about engineers leaping their trains over rivers without bridges, by putting on full steam; and many of those present avowed themselves of the engineer's mind. ¡¡¡¡"We have fifty chances out of a hundred of getting over," said one. ¡¡¡¡"Eighty! ninety!" ¡¡¡¡Passepartout was astounded, and, though ready to attempt anything to get over Medicine Creek, thought the experiment proposed a little too American. "Besides," thought he, "there's a still more simple way, and it does not even occur to any of these people! Sir," said he aloud to one of the passengers, "the engineer's plan seems to me a little dangerous, but

Friday, November 30, 2007

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of God teaching and instructing us by his Word, leading us into all Truth, and making us both willing and obedient to the Instruction of his Word; and I cannot see the least Use that the greatest Knowledge of the disputed Points in Religion which have made such Confusions in the World would have been to us, if we could have obtain'd it; but I must go on with the Historical Part of Things, and take every Part in its order.
After Friday and I became more intimately acquainted, and that he could understand almost all I said to him, and speak fluently, though in broken English to me; I acquainted him with my own Story, or at least so much of it as related to my coming into the Place, how I had liv'd there, and how long. I let him into the Mystery, for such it was to him, of Gunpowder, and Bullet, and taught him how to shoot: I gave him a Knife, which he was wonderfully delighted with, and I made him a Belt, with a Frog hanging to it, such as in England we wear Hangers in; and in the Frog, instead of a Hanger, I gave him a Hatchet, which was not only as good a Weapon in some Cases, but much more useful upon other Occasions.
I describ'd to him the Country of Europe, and particularly England, which I came from; how we liv'd, how we worshipp'd God, how we behav'd to one another; and how we traded in Ships to all Parts of the World: I gave him an Account of the Wreck which I had been on board of, and shew'd him as near as I could, the Place where she lay; but she was all beaten in Pieces before, and gone.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

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Before Sir Walter had reached this point, Anne's eyes had caught the right direction, and distinguished Captain Wentworth standing among a cluster of men at a little distance. As her eyes fell on him, his seemed to be withdrawn from her. It had that appearance. It seemed as if she had been one moment too late; and as long as she dared observe, he did not look again: but the performance was recommencing, and she was forced to seem to restore her attention to the orchestra and look straight forward. ¡¡¡¡ When she could give another glance, he had moved away. He could not have come nearer to her if he would; she was so surrounded and shut in: but she would rather have caught his eye. ¡¡¡¡ Mr Elliot's speech, too, distressed her. She had no longer any inclination to talk to him. She wished him not so near her. ¡¡¡¡ The first act was over. Now she hoped for some beneficial change; and, after a period of nothing-saying amongst the party, some of them did decide on going in quest of tea. Anne was one of the few who did not choose to move. She remained in her seat, and so did Lady Russell; but she had the pleasure of getting rid of Mr Elliot; and she did not mean, whatever she might feel on Lady Russell's account, to shrink from conversation with Captain Wentworth, if he gave her the opportunity. She was persuaded by Lady Russell's countenance that she had seen him.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

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Elinor had heard enough, if not to gratify her vanity and raise her self-importance, to agitate her nerves and fill her mind; and she was, therefore, glad to be spared from the necessity of saying much in reply herself, and from the danger of hearing any thing more from her brother, by the entrance of Mr. Robert Ferrars. After a few moments' chat, John Dashwood, recollecting that Fanny was yet uninformed of her sister's being there, quitted the room in quest of her; and Elinor was left to improve her acquaintance with Robert, who, by the gay unconcern, the happy self-complacency of his manner, while enjoying so unfair a division of his mother's love and liberality, to the prejudice of his banished brother, earned only by his own dissipated course of life and that brother's integrity, was confirming her most unfavourable opinion of his head and heart.    They had scarcely been two minutes by themselves, before he began to speak of Edward; for he, too, had heard of the living and was very inquisitive on the subject. Elinor repeated the particulars of it, as she had given them to John; and their effect on Robert, though very different, was not less striking than it had been on him. He laughed most immoderately. The idea of Edward's being a clergyman, and living in a small parsonage-house, diverted him beyond measure; and when to that was added the fanciful imagery of Edward reading prayers in a white surplice, and publishing the banns of marriage between John Smith and Mary Brown, he could conceive nothing more ridiculous.