Blogs
- Shares Ruan Lingyu
- Last night, I dreamed about Ruan Lingyu, the Queen in Chinese movies in 1930s. Exactly speaking, I was on the sets of her movies, in two of which, there is a woman who dressed in the operal costume, and I wondered if it was her. On the other hand, I remembered clearly she wad half naked with a ...
- Shares Dream On Jan. 30 or 31, 2012
- I had a dream last night, including three sections in fact. Section One: Actor: author, a cousion(looking like young Lin Yilun - in fact I have a cousin but he looks like Li Ming - maybe in his last year in Senior Milddle School. I thought, though, I was just one or two year ...
- Shares How I Celebrated New Year's Eve
- The Chinese New Year, of the lunar calendar, was the greatest festival in the year for the Chinese people, compared with which every other festival seemed lacking in completeness of the holiday spirit. For five days the entire nation dressed in its best clothes, shut up shop, loafed, gambled, b ...
- Shares On the World Stage With the Beijing Opera
- Shi Min, part of the first group of post-graduates from the Chinese Opera Institute, is now a state first -class actress with the Shanghai Bejing Opera Theater She has won the prize for outstanding performance at the National TV Competition of young and middle-aged Beijing Opera actors in 1991 and ...
- Shares Spring Festival in foreigners' eyes
- My first Spring Festival in north China was a bit of a shock. Where was the spring? There was snow on the ground and ice on the Summer Palace Lake and a northwest wind was blowing. In England, where I come from, we think of the flowers that bloom in the spring: the crocuses and daffodil ...
- Shares I Want a Child
- I want a child. But I don’t want to get married. I don’t want to get married. But I want a child. I am 27 and I should have been married. Unfortunately I don’t like women or girl. May be I am a little narcissistic. But I like kids more and more these years. How could I get a ch ...
- Shares The Pleasure of Walking
- Walking gives us back our senses. We see, hear, smell the world as we never can when we ride. No matter what vehicle, it is the vehicle that is moving, not ourselves. We are trapped inside its fixed environment, and once we have taken in its sensory aspects – mainly in terms of comfort or disc ...
- Shares Jogging log
- I hate jogging. Every dawn, as I thud along the straight blacktop, I am reminded of how much I hate it, it’s so tedious. Some claim jogging is thought-conductive, others insist the scenery relieves the monotony. For me, the pace is wrong for contemplation of either ideas or vistas. While joggi ...
- Shares Everyday Life in Britain
- You all need to know the words and phrases we use to describe daily actions, so I recommend this article to tell you the things that a gentleman and lady do, more or less, every day. Gentleman : I wake at about seven o’clock and then it is time for me to get up. I like ...
- Shares I love hills
- I love hills and mountains, but I live in plain. I love rivers and lakes and even seas, but I live in dry land. Inhabiting around or inside them, you couldn’t imagine this kind of mixed feeling of dreaming and admiring, excitement viewing them and disappointment without ...
