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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4899556198974222312&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4899556198974222312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4899556198974222312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2008/01/ma-ide-rcente.html' title='Ma idée récente'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R4svCofV4AI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UN-HGSXljx0/s72-c/xianzhiyuhuigui-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5077291767861615540</id><published>2008-01-10T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:21:55.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rap chinois</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/FHiwqNAosng"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/FHiwqNAosng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soleil Couché&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble: GongFu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avez savu &lt;br /&gt;Perdre quelque chose est facile que obtenir  &lt;br /&gt;Mais ca ne fait rien &lt;br /&gt;Pourvu que le soleil se levera quand même demain&lt;br /&gt;Il pourrait encore fois allumer &lt;br /&gt;la passion florissant où se loge au notre cœur&lt;br /&gt;il brillera de nouveau le micro que dans mon main &lt;br /&gt;Quand le temps du coucher du soleil  je pense qu’il n’y avait aucun apercevant bien distinctement&lt;br /&gt;On devrait lutter pour quelque chose ou bien encore par-la en attandrait  &lt;br /&gt;Comme le soleil que devant de moi &lt;br /&gt;Le ciel va disparaitre au horizon &lt;br /&gt;Simplement la saison diversité change le temps &lt;br /&gt;La rayon restée franchit à la nappe d'eau    rien d’avoir vu&lt;br /&gt;Reste seulement le bleu qui a ete emprisonné derrière du soir&lt;br /&gt;En attendant la journée avant le noir revenu&lt;br /&gt;Donne la liberté pour la lumière &lt;br /&gt;Mais le brilliant qui comment pourrait arriver au éternel &lt;br /&gt;On a besoin du noir&lt;br /&gt;Calme…amusant…on peut prendre le mirroir encerclant soi-même au milieu&lt;br /&gt;Par la rayon de lune en regardant qu’on est telle fragile soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Regarde…regarde…tu regardes…mais au moins tu n’es pas encore déja solitaire&lt;br /&gt;On peut pleurer en face de soi-même puis faire le pourparlers avec soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Devant des visages qu’on connait bien&lt;br /&gt;Tu avais encore certain hypocrite certain orgueil certainne gloireà bas prix&lt;br /&gt;Detaches le masque …asseoir... debout…inverser…regarder soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Éteinds la musique…s'agenouiller…s'appuyer sur…se sauter… écouter soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Ou est le paradis  qu’est-ce que l’enfer &lt;br /&gt;Imaginer quand je peux dégager les marques fantaisies&lt;br /&gt;Le belle du soleil couché  qui rejoin le jour et le nuit le blanc et le noir &lt;br /&gt;Ce joie cette douleur et la confiance et le mal tous existent tout de même&lt;br /&gt;Pouvoir arriver regarder la future que dans la légende &lt;br /&gt;Seulement regardant le soleil couche on demande : pourquoi!&lt;br /&gt;Ce qu’on ecoute ce qu’on voit ce qu’on parle et ce qu’on fait &lt;br /&gt;Tout où à la realisé qui produit compliquement &lt;br /&gt;C’est devoir quoi de la vérité... qui est quelq’un de Dieux&lt;br /&gt;On occoupe tout les jours seulment regardant la belle du soleil couché &lt;br /&gt;Tous les honnêtes tous les résistants tous les tolérants et tous les fidélités&lt;br /&gt;Encore à la contradiction encore au désespérément encore au flottement &lt;br /&gt;Qui est plus important que qui...... j’ai mon popre rêve&lt;br /&gt;Demain seulement le soleil va briller le micro que dans mon main &lt;br /&gt;Ce qu’on ecoute ce qu’on voit ce qu’on parle et ce qu’on fait &lt;br /&gt;Tout où à la realisé qui produit compliquement  &lt;br /&gt;C’est devoir quoi de la vérité... qui est quelq’un de Dieux&lt;br /&gt;On occoupe tout les jours seulment regardant la belle du soleil couché&lt;br /&gt;Tous les honnêtes tous les résistants tous les tolérants et tous les fidélités&lt;br /&gt;Encore à la contradiction encore au désespérément encore au flottement&lt;br /&gt;Qui est plus important que qui...... j’ai mon popre rêve &lt;br /&gt;Demain seulement le soleil va briller le micro que dans mon main&lt;br /&gt;Tout à coup un jour je trouve que je suis pas encore un enfant&lt;br /&gt;Je suis un solidat qui se loge la gerre sans arme&lt;br /&gt;Mon mirroir cassé mon rêve disparu  &lt;br /&gt;Quand le soleil se leve de nouveau enfin j’ai compris bien &lt;br /&gt;Ni qui t’aime aussi  ni qui te hait&lt;br /&gt;La reussite est pas la paradis la défaite est possible l’enfer&lt;br /&gt;Gagner…qui ne prouve pas que tu ne perdras jamais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5077291767861615540?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5077291767861615540/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5077291767861615540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5077291767861615540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5077291767861615540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2008/01/rap-chinois.html' title='Rap chinois'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-1785047125533055343</id><published>2007-12-18T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T14:27:56.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>les films</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s1600-h/2films.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s400/2films.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145187767085817794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce sont deux films que je viens de regarder.Un film irelaid ONCE et  un autre film français NSEMBLE,C'EST TOUT.Les chansons de ONCE m'ont impressionée. Il sagit d'une histoire d'amour suivant nombreux de musique touchante.Dans ENSEMBLE,C'EST TOUT, Guillaume Carnet était encore telle charmant.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-1785047125533055343?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/1785047125533055343/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=1785047125533055343&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1785047125533055343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1785047125533055343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/les-films.html' title='les films'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s72-c/2films.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-3474816064288395107</id><published>2007-12-13T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:25:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la conference de mots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s1600-h/DesPanaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s400/DesPanaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143277847976028802" 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/2300813232604045896-3474816064288395107?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/3474816064288395107/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=3474816064288395107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3474816064288395107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3474816064288395107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/la-conference-de-mots.html' title='la conference de mots'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s72-c/DesPanaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8250517314780375363</id><published>2007-12-11T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:29:18.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Porte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s1600-h/LaPorte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s400/LaPorte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142612032400137938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J'aime cette porte qui garde un quartier traditionnel.mais ces fils électriques latéralaux me fesaient être inquiete.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8250517314780375363?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8250517314780375363/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8250517314780375363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8250517314780375363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8250517314780375363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/la-porte.html' title='La Porte'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s72-c/LaPorte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8170288492274914531</id><published>2007-12-04T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:25:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tombée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GFtEElwBR-A/s1600-R/route.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2KXmFm_N-P8/s400/route.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933927017553570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proche de 6 heures le soir, le 29 novembre dans la route DaWang à P&lt;span class="eg"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;kin ,  une section de revêtement de chaussée s'écroulait brusquement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8170288492274914531?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8170288492274914531/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8170288492274914531&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8170288492274914531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8170288492274914531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/tombe.html' title='tombée'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2KXmFm_N-P8/s72-c/route.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2193025125550760590</id><published>2007-11-14T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:16:15.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132516719363911074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“105”est sa numérotation du boulot servi dans notre batiment.C'est la première fois qu'elle s'éloignait sa maison de village en venant à cette grande ville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2193025125550760590?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2193025125550760590/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2193025125550760590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2193025125550760590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2193025125550760590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/105.html' title='105'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-302633676522028468</id><published>2007-11-06T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:55:39.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jouer aux échecs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s1600-h/IMG_1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s400/IMG_1972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129563069594293282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;J’ai pris cette photo dans le parc de Yu Yuan Tan durant l’&lt;/span&gt;été&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; dernier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Dans cette derni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re, on peut y voir un lac dans lequel se trouvent des hommes nues. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mais cela ne semble pas perturber les gens qui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; cette instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; jouent aux &lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;checs..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Moi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;, je ne d&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rangeais gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re ces hommes exibant leurs corps alors que les statues des Appllons et autre Hercule n’ont rien a envie au sujet de la musculature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca a été pris cet été par moi  dans le parc Yu YuanTan.&lt;br /&gt;On pouvait apercevoir la nudite de certains hommes qui à ce moment se trouvaient au bord du lac. Mais cela ne perturbait pas les personnes qui se trouvaient dans ce parc alors qu'ils jouaient aux échecs. Et ma curiosite ne derangeait pas ces hommes dont le corps était dénudé. Cependantils demeuraient très loin des apollons ou autres statues grecques. L'année prochaine pendant les JO ils seraient limités  à aller manifester sur la route.Ce serait mieux peut-être.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-302633676522028468?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/302633676522028468/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=302633676522028468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/302633676522028468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/302633676522028468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/jouer-aux-checs.html' title='jouer aux échecs'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s72-c/IMG_1972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2169113352965066804</id><published>2007-11-01T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:59:19.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Une petite promenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s320/IMG_1822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127763405282825218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;A premi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re vue, l’expression de son visage me semblait vraiment dr&lt;/span&gt;ô&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;le.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malgr&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;s son autorisation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;à&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; ce que je prenne une photo, ile me troublais par son regard s&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rieux et froid. Alors une peur prit mon coeur.&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/2300813232604045896-2169113352965066804?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2169113352965066804/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2169113352965066804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2169113352965066804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2169113352965066804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/une-petite-promenade.html' title='Une petite promenade'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s72-c/IMG_1822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5496992272967157182</id><published>2007-10-31T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:04:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un baby d'amie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s1600-h/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127405870730269682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Accueil tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;s chaud attend cette enfant, et cela avant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; qu’il traverse la porte de ma demeure. J’&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;tais impatiente de l’avoir dans mes bras. Mais c’est alors qu’une douleur saisit mon bras droit. Alors m’est venue a l’esprit le fait d’avoir un enfant a soit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;, ce qui veut dire le fait de l’&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;ve, ce qui demande un sacrifice et une patience. Mais est magnifique de voir ce petit bout d’homme et de s’imaginer qu’il est un monde diff&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rent du notre. Mais que voit- ???&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/2300813232604045896-5496992272967157182?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5496992272967157182/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5496992272967157182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5496992272967157182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5496992272967157182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/un-baby-damie.html' title='un baby d&apos;amie'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s72-c/IMG_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6813180764055954974</id><published>2007-10-29T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:30:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epuisé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126625535302128610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A HouHai,des bcp de boutiques où se traduit la figure ancienne de  construction......"HouHai" où connue  à la suite d'une grande assemblage des bars  particulières......proche de nuit,un homme épuisé devant encore son stand.....dans la route YandaiXieJie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVt4SghU9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/mZJZFDHipuE/s1600-h/IMG_0101.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/2300813232604045896-6813180764055954974?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6813180764055954974/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6813180764055954974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6813180764055954974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6813180764055954974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/epuis.html' title='Epuisé'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s72-c/IMG_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5210506783211640419</id><published>2007-10-23T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:40:28.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme souvenir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s1600-h/IMG_1996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s400/IMG_1996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124381968526258386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un parc d'une petite ville à l'est, bien que ce soit l'hiver, ici encore c'est plein de verdure.La femme portant de nouveau la robe nuptiale occidentale, l'homme le costume.Ce couple heureux prend ce type de photos pour célébrer leur premier de mariage  il y a 10 ans. chez les vieux couples qui fêtent leurs noces d'or. Dans nos esprits,la pérennité et la consistance et la constance sont plus importantes . Il faut une forme de preuve. c'est bien, non?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5210506783211640419?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5210506783211640419/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5210506783211640419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5210506783211640419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5210506783211640419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/comme-souvenir.html' title='Comme souvenir'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s72-c/IMG_1996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5168996389626800615</id><published>2007-10-19T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:08:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Un camarade m'a dit: j'ai entendu dire que le divorce et la grève sont deux caractéristiques de la culture sociale de France,non?&lt;br /&gt;Oh，je craquais: je sais pas, pourquoi tu m'a demandé ca?&lt;br /&gt;Bon? tu l'as pas su, leur président,Sarkozy, qui va divorcer et il y a des grèves qui passant maintenant à Paris? Je savais que tu serais une ultra francophile.&lt;br /&gt;Effectivement ca m'intéresse pas. on s'en fout......Au contraire je sais bien qu'autour de nous que la fréquence de divorces augmente,d'accord? Et d'ailleurs, j'espère par conséquent qu'on peux faire la grève, c'est une expression de liberté dans une sociale démocratie, n'est-ce pas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5168996389626800615?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5168996389626800615/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5168996389626800615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5168996389626800615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5168996389626800615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/un-camarade-ma-dit-jai-entendu-parler.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8800446504937058846</id><published>2007-09-13T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:40:56.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic “fakenessh”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chengshidili.bokee.com/photo/view.fcgi?mode=3&amp;id=3010620"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://chengshidili.bokee.com/photo/view.fcgi?mode=3&amp;id=3010620" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image2.sina.com.cn/dy/cul/2004-12-01/U209P1T148D1388F3089DT20041201154054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://image2.sina.com.cn/dy/cul/2004-12-01/U209P1T148D1388F3089DT20041201154054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic  “fakenessh”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Weiwei, one of China's foremost architects, said he  feels "disgusted" that the $400 million (198 million pound), "Bird's Nest"  National Stadium he helped design with Swiss architects Herzog &amp;amp; de Meuron  has become a proud symbol of China's development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've already forgotten about it. I turn down all the  demands to have photographs with it. I'm not interested," the portly artist told  Reuters at a studio in Beijing's northeast suburbs on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would feel ashamed if I just designed something for  glamour or to show some kind of fake image."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, Chinese and Olympic officials hosted  a 10,000-strong celebration gala with fireworks, dancers and pop stars on  Tiananmen Square, scene of a bloody army crackdown on student-led pro-democracy  demonstrations in 1989.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai's criticism stands in marked contrast to the upsurge  in national pride the Olympics has generated, though it does join a chorus of  deliberately-timed criticism from mainly foreign rights  groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designer, who once smashed a 2,000-year-old Han  dynasty vase for art and in 2000 co-curated an exhibition called "F--- Off" in  Shanghai, speaks candidly -- and from personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai was raised in a labour camp in China's remote  northwestern region of Xinjiang, after his father, Ai Qing -- himself regarded  as one of China's finest modern poets -- was purged in the 1950s after being  denounced as "an enemy of the state and a rightist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spent five years with him at a labour camp where he  cleaned toilets, but these stories become so catchy today," Ai shrugged. "I have  my own problems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likened China's embrace of the Olympics as a "pretend  smile".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can a nation be celebrated and be so proud with this  ignoring of its past?" Ai asked, sitting on a bench next to one of his works, a  distended wooden slab called "Crooked Coffin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you have the self-confidence to clearly examine  yourself, rather than to give this kind of pretend smile on your face... It's  this kind of fake smile which is disgusting ... So I hate  this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about what China was trying to hide, Ai said:  "There are too many things. The whole political structure, the condition of  civil rights ... corruption, pollution, education, you name  it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then just say 'let's forget about all this', let's just  light some big fireworks, let's have those stupid directors, those people are  such opportunists and they just become part of the powerful manipulators because  they have no self-consciousness and have such bad taste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai said the 91,000-seat "Bird's Nest" remained a  beautiful, if regretful, commission.&lt;span style=";font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:9;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did it because I love design and the idea of how it  would be looked at by others," he said. "I can also do  self-criticism."&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/2300813232604045896-8800446504937058846?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8800446504937058846/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8800446504937058846&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8800446504937058846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8800446504937058846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/09/china-birds-nest-designer-rails-at.html' title='China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic “fakenessh”'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5059906123234831337</id><published>2007-09-03T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:25:01.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur XiangSheng</title><content type='html'>Ce week-end, je suis allée au théâtre "De Yun She" en écoutant "Xiang Sheng". Ca veut dire "dialogue comique" ou "sketch".C'est un art traditionnel chinois qui fixe en terre la culture pékinoise des basfonds de la société depuis quelques siècles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105837585324351522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Devant la porte de théâtre qui s'intalle une des quartiers vieille sud où presentait l'acrobatie et les différentes formes d'arts folkloriques dans l'ancienne société. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUwWIYoDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oFlcC-b_QL0/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838160849969202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUwWIYoDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oFlcC-b_QL0/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sur la scène, deux acteurs qui portent le vêtement traditionnel presentaient l'intrigue de l'histoire en se discutant par le parole comique et l'action exagérée. Leurs figures et mots humoristiques provoquaient souvent le rire de bon cœur de specteurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuZ7WIYoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XnRad1Fc4Hs/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105843847386669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuZ7WIYoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XnRad1Fc4Hs/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avec la marche du temps cet art de la manière de représenter cet art a changé.Beaucoup d'éléments à la mode sont ajoutés les contes,les histores et les légendes, ne limite pas encore le style classique. Notamment les satires issues d'un phénomène social sont bien aimés des spectateurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5059906123234831337?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5059906123234831337/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5059906123234831337&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5059906123234831337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5059906123234831337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/09/sur-xiangsheng.html' title='Sur XiangSheng'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-129891219944134068</id><published>2007-08-30T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T20:14:16.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mes récoltes récents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s1600-h/STB_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104421379988037634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s400/STB_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaKVWIYn-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/svZpmRDQWBI/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104419326993670114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaKVWIYn-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/svZpmRDQWBI/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJw2IYn9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0pl2ggLYzeM/s1600-h/STB_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104418699928444882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJw2IYn9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0pl2ggLYzeM/s400/STB_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJR2IYn8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oBtS6fV8Zh0/s1600-h/STA_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104418167352500162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJR2IYn8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oBtS6fV8Zh0/s400/STA_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaIsmIYn7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/VzQ2ZuRx6iw/s1600-h/STA_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104417527402373042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaIsmIYn7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/VzQ2ZuRx6iw/s400/STA_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deux livres d'occasion,moinx chére....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaICWIYn6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/8y7fyssOI_4/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104416801552900002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaICWIYn6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/8y7fyssOI_4/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Président Mao ayant la &lt;i&gt;vieillesse&lt;/i&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaD-2IYn5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XFxH1fvLh8s/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104412343376846738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaD-2IYn5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XFxH1fvLh8s/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Une immence utopie......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaCTmIYn3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsFyf8SBS_U/s1600-h/STC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104410500835876722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaCTmIYn3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsFyf8SBS_U/s400/STC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mon ex-libris gravé la calligraphie chinoise..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaAO2IYn1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/w3KoRNVQiBk/s1600-h/STD_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104408220208242514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaAO2IYn1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/w3KoRNVQiBk/s400/STD_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sa boîte......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ9NWIYnyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8HBv5VnXl2k/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104404895903555362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ9NWIYnyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8HBv5VnXl2k/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ-6mIYn0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hrS2-C4jHuI/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104406772804263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ-6mIYn0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hrS2-C4jHuI/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" 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/2300813232604045896-129891219944134068?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/129891219944134068/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=129891219944134068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/129891219944134068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/129891219944134068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/mes-rcoltes-rcent.html' title='Mes récoltes récents'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s72-c/STB_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-3885203534128389336</id><published>2007-08-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:58:59.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un rempli week-end</title><content type='html'>Avec mes amis,Vivian et Nan. On venait au martché des antiqués -----Panjiayuan.C'est un endroit célèbre à Békin en raison d'une grande assemblage des articles démodés et ornements variés, encore bien sûr un bon marché à prix réduit aux ce qu'on a choisi!&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMr8WX_bZTU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMr8WX_bZTU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI251I1NMgc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI251I1NMgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On était chez moi.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odUFUU8Sokg"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odUFUU8Sokg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soir on allait cette région de bar -----HouHai.C'est là qu'li y a bcp des bars et restaurents en entourent un lac et le HuTong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OStg73ffZXM"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OStg73ffZXM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&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/2300813232604045896-3885203534128389336?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/3885203534128389336/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=3885203534128389336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3885203534128389336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3885203534128389336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/une-renpli-week-end.html' title='Un rempli week-end'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8611678966641876532</id><published>2007-08-23T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:50:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoué</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s320/IMG_0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101755450837737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Temple de YongHe Palais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Elles folâtraient devant leur stand. ca a l'air  rigolo. Les  bouddhas  se mettraient en colère non?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8611678966641876532?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8611678966641876532/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8611678966641876532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8611678966641876532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8611678966641876532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/foltraient.html' title='Enjoué'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s72-c/IMG_0207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8830019139394689024</id><published>2007-08-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:54:45.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un autre sens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s1600-h/20060917230518t9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s320/20060917230518t9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101037572824014434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;798 quartier         artistique. A P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="cara"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kin. Devant un studio priv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="cara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans cette bande de l'art,on passe bien &lt;/span&gt;à la mode&lt;span class="cara"&gt; une manière &lt;/span&gt;        comique qui pénètre aux status,peintures et autres &lt;span class="syno"&gt;matériel&lt;/span&gt;s .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8830019139394689024?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8830019139394689024/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8830019139394689024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8830019139394689024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8830019139394689024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-autre-sens.html' title='Un autre sens'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s72-c/20060917230518t9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5061280121823806847</id><published>2007-08-13T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:34:24.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un endroit tranquille-----SoutCheou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s1600-h/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098115224692714578" style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 199px" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s320/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.17u.com/uploadfile/2005/10/24/3/2005102412063147450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://www.17u.com/uploadfile/2005/10/24/3/2005102412063147450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;La ville : SoutCheou. Au centre. Un théâtre en plein vent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le théâtre folklorique de soutcheou est à la une longue existence qui compte sur les passions publiques. Comme l'existence de l'opéra de Beijing a Pékin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAmES_R7GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BG87V7qn_sc/s1600-h/SuZhouVieux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098116633441987682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAmES_R7GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BG87V7qn_sc/s320/SuZhouVieux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;La ville : SoutCheou. En banlieue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aime son sourire où exsite une énergie vraie.:)On se bavarde quelques phrases......Leur enfant ont la quitté déjà pour dans la grande ville chercher à gagner leur vie. Dans cette petite village, les vieillards se voit fréquemment en se réunissant un rond animé.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5061280121823806847?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5061280121823806847/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5061280121823806847&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5061280121823806847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5061280121823806847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-endroit-tranquille.html' title='Un endroit tranquille-----SoutCheou'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s72-c/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-415902639338912620</id><published>2007-08-10T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:14:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temps heureux et Moment triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096960690238909378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dans un restaurant thaïlandais, la rue WangFuJing. (Photo : Hidde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehco et moi, on ne revoit qu'une fois en face à face par un an car elle s'installe en Pays-Bas en ce moment. Mais l'amitié profonde dont  à la pronenance de  la vie         scolaire d'autrefois ensemble n'avait pas arreté à la suite de cette distance loitaine.Ce qu'on appelle l'amitié,qui est bien qu'un coeur se loge dedans deux crop? Plus possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwWbi_R69I/AAAAAAAAAFk/YD72pXeitkg/s1600-h/pollution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwWbi_R69I/AAAAAAAAAFk/YD72pXeitkg/s400/pollution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096973540781059026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Une grande pollution de méromicte plus grave en Chine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur la photo gauche où se présente l'apparance  l'algues bleues éclaté  à la cause de la pollution         industrielle. Ce grand lac intérieur de sud,TaiHu, qui appartient &lt;span class="eg"&gt;à &lt;/span&gt;quelques villes industrielles sud importantes où GDP de chaque  habitant avait augmenté arriver de 5000 à 10000 dollars. Mais maintenant leur vie quotidienne étaient menacé car l'eau courante au défaut! Bien sûr la belle paysage (la photo droite) était disparu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwity_R6-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2rmmhTEt2AE/s1600-h/Accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwity_R6-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2rmmhTEt2AE/s400/Accident.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096987048453204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;69 mineurs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="eg"&gt;réussissaient à &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;passer 76 heures que le plus lent dans leur vie dessous houillère&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils avaient bien de la chance dans ce accident que se passait dans une grande houillère de la province HeNan. Du 29 juillet au 1 août, trois jours particuli&lt;span class="syno"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;res qui seraient gravés toujour aux leur memoir evidment. Heureusement des nos jours jousqu'a maintenant c'est un unique accidant que n'avoir pas la mort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwq7S_R6_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xu2zBGdDX2A/s1600-h/Cadeau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwq7S_R6_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xu2zBGdDX2A/s400/Cadeau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096996076474461170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Un des  heureux gagants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;En juillet, nous organisions un petit concours à l'occasion du premier anniversaire du &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://lemondedetitus.blogs.letelegramme.com/archive/2007/07/14/premier-anniversaire-%C3%A0-l-heure-du-tirage-au-sort-%C3%A0-titusvill.html" target="_blank"&gt;Monde de Titus&lt;/a&gt;. Heureusment, j'ai obtenu une chance dans un jeu en gagnant un cadeau, une &lt;/strong&gt;casquette bretonne,&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; sous les pattes de Titus...J'ai pris &lt;/strong&gt;une photo  dans les rues de Pékin pour rester un instant joyeux.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwzNC_R7AI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZQ9lK9k2e0/s1600-h/mort+de+realisateur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwzNC_R7AI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZQ9lK9k2e0/s400/mort+de+realisateur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097005177510161410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Morts des deux grands realisateurs         européenne provoquaient ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;En chine dans le cercle de         cinéphile, si  un personne ne connait pas bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;Michelangelo Antonioni et Ingmar Bergman, il ne pourrait pas être ganganer un certain dédain. Surtout au Michelangelo  Antonioni, il devenaint même un  sympol qui presentait les films &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;à la        valeur artistique...enfin c'est une phénomène insolite car l'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;poque esht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tique dont &lt;/span&gt;nous attache  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;tait fini et perdu la signification realis&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é pour notre le cas d'esprit actuel. Et &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;Ingmar Bergman, ses sens des films qui plus attachaient les attantions des intellectuelles chinois....&lt;/span&gt;à la suite de leur mort, les varié journals  sont assez dynamique pour rester les article m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;morables...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-415902639338912620?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/415902639338912620/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=415902639338912620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/415902639338912620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/415902639338912620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/temps-heureux.html' title='Temps heureux et Moment triste'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-7160911241641132145</id><published>2007-08-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T15:10:04.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les coupables dehors la grande mur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s1600-h/FanRen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094016773625342898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s400/FanRen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Journal:《Southern Weekly》&lt;p&gt;Temps: 2.8.2007 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le 27 juillet 2007, A pékin un certain quartier , une foules de personne spéciale que être entrain de subir sa condamnation dehors leur prison ont restés ensemble le souvenir par cette photo particulière après avoir visiter le travail d'intérêt général que le quartier avait organisé. Pour protéger leur secrets personelles, le journaliste a préparé spécialement les masques &lt;opéra&gt;quand leur prenant les images.&lt;/opéra&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-7160911241641132145?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/7160911241641132145/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=7160911241641132145&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7160911241641132145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7160911241641132145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/les-coubaples-dehors-la-grande-mur.html' title='Les coupables dehors la grande mur'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s72-c/FanRen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5521714819802059653</id><published>2007-07-23T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:09:57.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les orphelins à ShangHai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s1600-h/orphelins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090282389755784098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s400/orphelins.jpg" 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/2300813232604045896-5521714819802059653?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5521714819802059653/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5521714819802059653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5521714819802059653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5521714819802059653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/lorphelins-shanghainois.html' title='Les orphelins à ShangHai'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s72-c/orphelins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6655764584214935076</id><published>2007-07-23T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:37:59.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'inondation en Chine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s1600-h/Catastrophe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259935666760594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s400/Catastrophe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La revue: 《SanLian hebdomadaire de vie》&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le temps: 23.7.2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sur la photo: Un agriculteur à la station dans sa terre du maïs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La grande inondation envahi la rivière Huai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La rivière Huai partant de la montagne TongBo de la province HeNan, qui marche du west à l'est, en balancant un petit détour cependant que l'entrée à la province AnHui, où le courant torrentueux du amont commence au calme du cours moyen. La barrage de Wang par conséquent qui a été nomé"La première barrage sur Haui" et "Le premier baromètre du protection contre les crues". Et en Juillet cette année, la rivière Huai s'était passé le second rang inondation d'impluvium depuis en 1954. A 12 heures 28 du matin &lt;la&gt;&lt;la&gt;du 10 juillet, facant du sommet de l'inondation qui avait surpassé le niveau assuré de l'eau normal -----soit 0.18 mètre, La barrage de Wang qui s'était ouvert pour relâcher les grandes eaux......Ensuite 18 dix mille champs qui devenaient un grand océan......3684 agriculteurs ont été transférés à l'urgente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;le 12 juillet, le journaliste venu la région MengWa où amassait l'eau inondation, qui observait de près les villages dans les quelles qu'il y avait un immense enveloppement, trouvait pour ces foules paysannes qui vivent toujour au bord de l'innondation: la facteur géographique congénitale et la situation  anthropique acquis  modelaient de nouveau leur grades existants......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-6655764584214935076?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6655764584214935076/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6655764584214935076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6655764584214935076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6655764584214935076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/linondation-en-chine.html' title='L&apos;inondation en Chine'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s72-c/Catastrophe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4658966777316296972</id><published>2007-07-17T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:19:58.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'affiche Révolutionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpxQoFqJE9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kstXQjZ4UtQ/s1600-h/L%27affiche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088030328665740242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpxQoFqJE9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kstXQjZ4UtQ/s400/L%27affiche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La rue NiuJie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-4658966777316296972?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4658966777316296972/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4658966777316296972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4658966777316296972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4658966777316296972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/laffiche-rvolutionnaire.html' title='L&apos;affiche Révolutionnaire'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpxQoFqJE9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/kstXQjZ4UtQ/s72-c/L%27affiche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4033894458953107797</id><published>2007-07-13T08:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:02:33.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combien de loin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpbKplqJE8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ChkrJwmiRwY/s1600-h/TristeDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086475644993868738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpbKplqJE8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ChkrJwmiRwY/s400/TristeDay.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il n'a y pas de la panacée dans le mond. Quand tu as trouvé un espoir qui t'appotait certains passions, attantion...celui là était un fantôme qui ne fesait pas partie de toi-même....poursuite, le désespoir, la souffrance suportés....Donc,CALME...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-4033894458953107797?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4033894458953107797/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4033894458953107797&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4033894458953107797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4033894458953107797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/combine-de-loin.html' title='Combien de loin'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpbKplqJE8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/ChkrJwmiRwY/s72-c/TristeDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2135664772313793062</id><published>2007-07-12T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:26:51.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpWA242--sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zcJJ25QSgBw/s1600-h/Vivian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086113034649139906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpWA242--sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zcJJ25QSgBw/s400/Vivian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; A Club Santé JinHu. Avant le cours du  Yoga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian,mon amie,une fille aimable, et très mignonne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2135664772313793062?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2135664772313793062/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2135664772313793062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2135664772313793062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2135664772313793062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/vivian.html' title='VIVIAN'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpWA242--sI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zcJJ25QSgBw/s72-c/Vivian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4191888650571269878</id><published>2007-07-10T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:58:58.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur une petit nouvelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpNWeI2--rI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z2I_5m66lA/s1600-h/JO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085503480005589682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="201" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpNWeI2--rI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z2I_5m66lA/s400/JO.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Journal:《la presse du soir de YangCheng》&lt;br /&gt;Temps: 2.7.2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Merci bcp pour Yoann qui a corrigé ma tratuction!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qualité National Augmenté, “ L’OR MOU” Récolté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A l’occasion de la venue des Jeux Olympiques, plus encore que les différentes marques et l’Etat, il prédomine une enjeu quant à l’amélioration du comportement et à la représentation nationale du pays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendant la grande fête des JOs, le grand flux visiteurs venus du monde entier va braquer les projecteurs sur la chine, et l’hospitalité nationale sera soumise à rude épreuve. Pour la Chine, c’est également une des rares chances de faire accepter une amélioration des règles et de la qualité de l’éducation ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En 1964, le japon avait déjà eu recours aux Jeux Olympiques pour se consacrer à l’amélioration de l’hospitalité. Six mesures avaient été alors adoptées :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Recevoir “Chaleureusement”&lt;br /&gt;Le gouvernement Japonais demandait à tous les citadins de recevoir les étrangers chaleureusement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Prendre garde aux bonnes manières&lt;br /&gt;Les citoyens devaient avoir une bonne mentalité, porter des vêtements du dimanche et propre. La norme était de porter des habits réguliers et les gens dérogeant à la règle étaient interdit de rentrer dans les aéroports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Applaudir avec enthousiasme&lt;br /&gt;Quand les citoyens regardaient les programmes des compétitions, les champions de n'importe quel pays devaient être applaudit avec enthousiasme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Rectifier aspect d'une ville&lt;br /&gt;Défense de cracher et uriner partout .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Donner la priorité aux piétons&lt;br /&gt;Le gouvernement avait mis l’accent sur l’éducation et les règles à repsecter par les chauffeurs pour veiller à la sécurité et à un trafic fluide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. L’ éducation civilisé enseigné dès le jardin d'enfant&lt;br /&gt;Le gouvernement Japonais demandait à chaque personne de cultiver dès l’enfance des qualités de courtoisie de bienséance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ces règles avaient ensuite permis, après les JO, de changer profondément et graduellement les principaux comportements des habitants de Tokyo. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il n’est donc pas difficile d’être un citadin pendant les Jeux Olympiques. Cette Hospitalité Nationale, c’est aussi ce que l’on pourrait appelé “l’or mou” , et qui pourrait, on le craint, devenir un trésor sans prix pour Pékin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;■Je pense que ce article est drôle, d’abord bientôt la commence des Jeux Olympiques encore 403 jours, il a fait remarquer de nouveau ces éléments primaires pour le mond. Mais ca réfracte une situation réel de Pékin, et même toute la Chine. C’est bien qu’on est incapable de augmenter rapidement notre qualité . Puis ce qu'on appelle “l’or mou” ,qui n'est pas un but en fait. Car il a exsitait notre culture antique, exsitait notre fierté nationale. Ensuite une sarcasme spectaculaire apparait: on ne voit pas que le governement poussait les demarches valables, peu s'en faut chaque chinois ne sent pas la relation avec cette grande fête. Il n’a que cette nouvlle platonique montre. Un autre point encore, les Chinois ont les sentiments compliqués pour les Japonais. Recement à l’occasion de célébration de la victoire au Japonais en 1945. Encore c’est une autre sarcasme spectaculaire. Peut-être je suis sensible sur là, et je n’ai pas raison. Mais c’est bien ce que je sens.:) Qu’en vous pensez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-4191888650571269878?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4191888650571269878/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4191888650571269878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4191888650571269878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4191888650571269878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/sur-une-petit-nouvelle.html' title='Sur une petit nouvelle'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpNWeI2--rI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Z2I_5m66lA/s72-c/JO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2128168854313142060</id><published>2007-07-10T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:23:07.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singe Abeille Secourit Secouru</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpLn7o2--qI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hXUL4KkcjUs/s1600-h/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085381941021047458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpLn7o2--qI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hXUL4KkcjUs/s400/monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Journal:《la presse du Matin de Pékin》&lt;br /&gt;Temps: 3.7.2007 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Merci bcp pour la corrige de chère Mati)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sauve Signe Abeille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Le 3 juillet, en la province GuangXi, le département sylvicole du gouvernement a escorté 26 petites singes-abeille blessés ,qui venaient d'être détectés à la frontière, au Centre d'investigation et secours des animaux rares et fragiles. Grace au traitement et aux soins minutieux de l'atelier, ces petits singes-abeille ont recouvrés à la santé ont été mis à la campagne. Sur cette photo, le médecin leur fait une piquère antiseptique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;■&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;J’ai vu cette sorte d’animaux très mignons dans le zoo de Pékin. Le plus grand n’avait que 30 cm de hauteur. Ils avaient l’air si très paresseux accrochant la branche qu’ils n’ont pas pris temps de saisir du temps de prendre la gourmandizes lancé. Les yeux étaient assez amusants. Leur originalité prouvait leur l'existence rare, à ce qn'on dit en Chine que ce animaux ne sont que 6000 pour l'instant. Mais récemment on a trouvé des gens qui les attrapent pour qu'ils soient le favori dans leur maison.&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/2300813232604045896-2128168854313142060?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2128168854313142060/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2128168854313142060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2128168854313142060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2128168854313142060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/singe-abeille-secourit-secouru.html' title='Singe Abeille Secourit Secouru'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpLn7o2--qI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hXUL4KkcjUs/s72-c/monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2651896012549979249</id><published>2007-07-09T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:37:02.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un bon repos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGvPY2--pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4HJUJbyoF9U/s1600-h/repons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085038133183969938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGvPY2--pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4HJUJbyoF9U/s400/repons.jpg" 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/2300813232604045896-2651896012549979249?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2651896012549979249/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2651896012549979249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2651896012549979249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2651896012549979249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/un-bon-repos.html' title='Un bon repos'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGvPY2--pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4HJUJbyoF9U/s72-c/repons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4403544037794730917</id><published>2007-07-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:39:20.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'association Parfaite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGtb42--oI/AAAAAAAAAEM/08e1euRZl28/s1600-h/gradier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085036148909079170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGtb42--oI/AAAAAAAAAEM/08e1euRZl28/s400/gradier.jpg" 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/2300813232604045896-4403544037794730917?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4403544037794730917/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4403544037794730917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4403544037794730917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4403544037794730917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/lassociation-parfaite.html' title='L&apos;association Parfaite'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RpGtb42--oI/AAAAAAAAAEM/08e1euRZl28/s72-c/gradier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2693058977263920766</id><published>2007-07-06T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:17:20.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je Débordé......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3PEI2--nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Jq1lBQ5tFlE/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083947224375687794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3PEI2--nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Jq1lBQ5tFlE/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La rue QianMen. Devant un boutique où vend toiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moi，un hommme à la notoriété par suite de faire la porte-parole depuis 50 ans pour ce poutique ancien sur ce quartier commercial. Je peux témoigner la grande changement de ma zone d'influence......Mais bien que ma surface était enduit régulièrement le nouvelle costume national,  mon coeur devenait être fragile.......Avant les gens aimaient prendre les photos rassemblant de moi pour rester la bonne souvenir......en ce moment-là, il y beaucoup de rireperlé autour de moi......j'étais heureux! Des nos jours, malgré j'installe encore là, et mon esprit est solitude. Voila, mon métier est changé! Peut-être je devrais commencer à demander le pourboire......  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2693058977263920766?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2693058977263920766/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2693058977263920766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2693058977263920766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2693058977263920766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/je-dbord.html' title='Je Débordé......'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3PEI2--nI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Jq1lBQ5tFlE/s72-c/IMG_0085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8961554619489680880</id><published>2007-07-06T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T13:09:50.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faites La Queue,S-V-P!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3MqI2--mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xj9HoKV9d1I/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083944578675833442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3MqI2--mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xj9HoKV9d1I/s400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Station 414. La rue MaLianDao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quand je l'ai demandé de prendre une photo. Elle rougissait. En fait on en est au courant depuis elle est un économe d'arrêt. Chaque matin, par ici je prends le bus 414 en allant mon bureau. Elle a l'air toujour être aimable......Pour aller au devant de JO 2008, le gouvernement de Pékin arrangait spécialement 6000 en plus d'employés et ouvriers qu'ils ont quittés l'usine à la faillite ,qui gardent l'ordre de station......comme elle......Cette femme m'a dit qu'elle inquite bien qu'elle perdra son boulot après le JO......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8961554619489680880?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8961554619489680880/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8961554619489680880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8961554619489680880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8961554619489680880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/faites-la-queues-v-p.html' title='Faites La Queue,S-V-P!'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ro3MqI2--mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xj9HoKV9d1I/s72-c/IMG_0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4309022475973755585</id><published>2007-06-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:27:24.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagère</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RoHY_42--lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZRYC36DLByA/s1600-h/moi-m%C3%AAme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080580446756993618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RoHY_42--lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZRYC36DLByA/s400/moi-m%C3%AAme.jpg" 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/2300813232604045896-4309022475973755585?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4309022475973755585/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4309022475973755585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4309022475973755585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4309022475973755585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/passagre.html' title='Passagère'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RoHY_42--lI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZRYC36DLByA/s72-c/moi-m%C3%AAme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-3566620225770578796</id><published>2007-06-25T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T13:15:14.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drapeau Et Vieux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rn9OL1BH5DI/AAAAAAAAADs/ycbaWxg20sw/s1600-h/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079864869814527026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rn9OL1BH5DI/AAAAAAAAADs/ycbaWxg20sw/s400/IMG_0094.jpg" 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/2300813232604045896-3566620225770578796?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/3566620225770578796/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=3566620225770578796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3566620225770578796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3566620225770578796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/drapeau-et-vieux.html' title='Drapeau Et Vieux'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rn9OL1BH5DI/AAAAAAAAADs/ycbaWxg20sw/s72-c/IMG_0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5571850490041396531</id><published>2007-06-22T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:29:23.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un accident étrange</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078719071324202018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rns8FlBH5CI/AAAAAAAAADk/LbhWbebjkeI/s400/20070622124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;La rue BaiShi Pont . (Photo pris par Dame Tang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Quand je vennais d'arriver au mon bureau ce matin,mon directeur,Madame Tang,qui brûlait de me raconter sa destinée. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5571850490041396531?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5571850490041396531/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5571850490041396531&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5571850490041396531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5571850490041396531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/un-accident-trange.html' title='Un accident étrange'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rns8FlBH5CI/AAAAAAAAADk/LbhWbebjkeI/s72-c/20070622124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4860537071039204634</id><published>2007-06-19T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:33:12.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu n'as pas le droit à me prendre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rndp41BH5BI/AAAAAAAAADc/X8FDvhh46pQ/s1600-h/IMG_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077643529908904978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rndp41BH5BI/AAAAAAAAADc/X8FDvhh46pQ/s400/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2300813232604045896-4860537071039204634?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4860537071039204634/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4860537071039204634&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4860537071039204634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4860537071039204634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/tu-nas-pas-le-droit-me-prendre.html' title='Tu n&apos;as pas le droit à me prendre!'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rndp41BH5BI/AAAAAAAAADc/X8FDvhh46pQ/s72-c/IMG_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5901409303762998259</id><published>2007-06-19T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T13:38:54.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est bon ou pas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RndmAlBH5AI/AAAAAAAAADU/UPgRuqamXFI/s1600-h/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077639265006380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RndmAlBH5AI/AAAAAAAAADU/UPgRuqamXFI/s400/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; La Rue DaZha Lan . Un marché&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au loin de jeter un coup d'oeil, je crûs qu'il y avait deux poupées! En fait cette migionne était en train de concentrer son énergie dans son goût à mordre ce jouet. Ses parents sont un couple d'ambulantm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5901409303762998259?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5901409303762998259/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5901409303762998259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5901409303762998259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5901409303762998259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/cest-bon-ou-pas.html' title='C&apos;est bon ou pas?'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RndmAlBH5AI/AAAAAAAAADU/UPgRuqamXFI/s72-c/IMG_0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8164705496926594999</id><published>2007-06-18T13:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:58:04.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sous le soleil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYcy1BH4_I/AAAAAAAAADM/s_0XuOcm2xw/s1600-h/IMG_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077277289457640434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYcy1BH4_I/AAAAAAAAADM/s_0XuOcm2xw/s400/IMG_0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Rue Centrale de ville . A côté de TianAn Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoujourd'hui, 35°....il était la depuis 5 heures! Sur sa jeunne sage,la goutte de sueur coulait sans cesse.Cette sorte du soldat qui était choisi souvent de la village lointiaine.Malgré il se tenissait debout que telle tout droit, mais je pouvait quand même attraper sa souffrance.Après mon tournage,sa compagnie que lui relayait a point vienent......Cette jeunne poussait enfin un souffle...moi aussi...,en ce moment-la.Il me rassurait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8164705496926594999?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8164705496926594999/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8164705496926594999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8164705496926594999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8164705496926594999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/sous-le-soleil.html' title='Sous le soleil'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYcy1BH4_I/AAAAAAAAADM/s_0XuOcm2xw/s72-c/IMG_0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-7066647470936909493</id><published>2007-06-18T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:58:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On est frère intime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYZn1BH4-I/AAAAAAAAADE/9IwT__3MNog/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077273801944196066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYZn1BH4-I/AAAAAAAAADE/9IwT__3MNog/s400/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rue DaZhaLan . Entrée D'un restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ils se tenissent debout ensemble a ranger toujour quand les clients entrent la porte.La personne âge centaire gauche , qui est un immortel (surnaturel) dans les mythes ancienne chinoise, qui représenter la bonne santé et la vie longe.Sa petite statue seule est mise souvent chez les chinois pour porter le bonheur.Maintenant ce vieux migionne avait trouvé sa compagnie familière!J'imagine qu'ils discutent en cachette la nouveau recette que mélange la cusine chinoise et celle d'occidant.&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/2300813232604045896-7066647470936909493?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/7066647470936909493/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=7066647470936909493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7066647470936909493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7066647470936909493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-est-frre-intime.html' title='On est frère intime'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYZn1BH4-I/AAAAAAAAADE/9IwT__3MNog/s72-c/IMG_0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2512002697306946552</id><published>2007-06-18T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T15:54:15.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encore la disparition d'une rue ancienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYXCVBH49I/AAAAAAAAAC8/X462Ds9inlg/s1600-h/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077270958675846098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYXCVBH49I/AAAAAAAAAC8/X462Ds9inlg/s400/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Région XuanWu . Près&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;de QianMen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Plus en plus de beaucoup des travaux appraissent devant des gens.C'est un symbole de nos modernités.Sur cette rue,il y avait des batiments antiques et des boutiques séculaires où possédaient les cultures traditions populaires pékinnoises profondes! Mais, des nos jours, ces construction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sont très demodé et sa situation devevait être mouvaise.C'est pourquoi on dépense pour les retaurer,plutôt que de nouveau recrées les constructions commercantes.Ca pourrait bien augmenter le plus gros intérêt. Evidemment notre certains fonctionnaires sont assez intelligents à l'intention du développement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2512002697306946552?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2512002697306946552/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2512002697306946552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2512002697306946552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2512002697306946552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/encore-la-disparition-dune-rue-ancienne.html' title='Encore la disparition d&apos;une rue ancienne'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnYXCVBH49I/AAAAAAAAAC8/X462Ds9inlg/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-1248561310618398429</id><published>2007-06-14T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:49:44.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'étais en retard ce matin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075749174453461922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnCu-1BH46I/AAAAAAAAACk/f-B7PZhncDA/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Bus 414 . Second Circuit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; sud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Un matin normal, un bouchon énorme, un bus encombré, un bâillement ...continu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-1248561310618398429?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/1248561310618398429/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=1248561310618398429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1248561310618398429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1248561310618398429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/jtais-en-retard-ce-matin.html' title='J&apos;étais en retard ce matin...'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RnCu-1BH46I/AAAAAAAAACk/f-B7PZhncDA/s72-c/IMG_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6288373416068090296</id><published>2007-06-13T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:20:06.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amoureux unique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm9Fw1BH44I/AAAAAAAAACU/4Fszf9AlDJU/s1600-h/amoureux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075352010237666178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm9Fw1BH44I/AAAAAAAAACU/4Fszf9AlDJU/s400/amoureux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YuYuanTan&lt;/span&gt; Park. A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;côté&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm9Fw1BH44I/AAAAAAAAACU/4Fszf9AlDJU/s1600-h/amoureux.jpg"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BaYi&lt;/span&gt; lac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'amour devenait être profond avec la douceur...En fait c'est rare comme ca que cette manière par endroits publique à goûter le melon &lt;span class="eg"&gt;d’eau&lt;/span&gt; ! C'est pourquoi, ils &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;taient retenu&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;malheusement par moi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-6288373416068090296?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6288373416068090296/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6288373416068090296&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6288373416068090296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6288373416068090296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/amoureux-unique.html' title='Amoureux unique'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm9Fw1BH44I/AAAAAAAAACU/4Fszf9AlDJU/s72-c/amoureux.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4009302971665605879</id><published>2007-06-12T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:40:55.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dure être en panne ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm4O0VBH43I/AAAAAAAAACM/ld9np9AFXaM/s1600-h/la+vue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075010122250969970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm4O0VBH43I/AAAAAAAAACM/ld9np9AFXaM/s400/la+vue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J'ai le cafard. Depuis une semaines on ne visite pas au BlogSpot. Ses usagers chinois tout ne peut pas feuilleter leur propres Blogs. On ne rédige que le contenu sur l'arrièrescène de système.Bof !&lt;br /&gt;Par les courriers qui m'a fait remarquer que les visiteurs dans mon nouvel blog français m'ont restés des commentaires...mais pour l'instant je suis incapable de répondre...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;donc par-ci moi qui merci spécialement pour ce qu'ils ont font...merci pour mes amis et les visiteurs: Titus, Mati, Morena.......Corine...très sympathique...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-4009302971665605879?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4009302971665605879/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4009302971665605879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4009302971665605879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4009302971665605879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/en-panne-encore.html' title='Dure être en panne ...'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rm4O0VBH43I/AAAAAAAAACM/ld9np9AFXaM/s72-c/la+vue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6616814728292735419</id><published>2007-06-11T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:40:05.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Je m'en vais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074706317739287394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmz6glBH42I/AAAAAAAAACE/nMbYtkGuwmU/s400/temple-fille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHENG-DE . Petit Potala Palais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sur son visage les larmes n'avaient pas encore disparus.Ses parent étaient en train de faire une prière lente dans ce temple de bouddhisme tibétain......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-6616814728292735419?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6616814728292735419/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6616814728292735419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6616814728292735419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6616814728292735419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/je-men-vais.html' title='Je m&apos;en vais!'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmz6glBH42I/AAAAAAAAACE/nMbYtkGuwmU/s72-c/temple-fille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5314003447411961063</id><published>2007-06-11T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:20:20.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La coulisse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmziB1BH40I/AAAAAAAAAB0/O81xNNEYKzs/s1600-h/nouvelle+metier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074679401179243330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmziB1BH40I/AAAAAAAAAB0/O81xNNEYKzs/s400/nouvelle+metier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Une actrice provisoire de L'Opéra Pékinoise,c'est un nouvel rôle de sa vie. Cette femme de 45 ans qui vient de quitter une usine de produits chimiques où elle travaillait en 20 ans car la banqueroute.Mais dans cette région de tourisme (ChengDe . Imperial Summer Resort ), elle prolonge son talent de représentation...un goût devenait un métier! Maintenant elle est heureuse...donc parfois peut-être les choses pourront les bonnes chances...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5314003447411961063?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5314003447411961063/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5314003447411961063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5314003447411961063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5314003447411961063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-coulisse.html' title='La coulisse'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmziB1BH40I/AAAAAAAAAB0/O81xNNEYKzs/s72-c/nouvelle+metier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-9215477646251497437</id><published>2007-06-11T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:24:18.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surintendante frivoles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzhnVBH4zI/AAAAAAAAABs/cA5n2J9JvC8/s1600-h/lady-in-waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074678945912709938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzhnVBH4zI/AAAAAAAAABs/cA5n2J9JvC8/s400/lady-in-waiting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHENG DE . ReHe Palais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Elle parlent brièvement,mais froidement. Avec des fruits elle bâillent à se décrocher la mâchoire. Ce sont l'aspect de serveuse de Palais.Bravo!&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/2300813232604045896-9215477646251497437?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/9215477646251497437/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=9215477646251497437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/9215477646251497437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/9215477646251497437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/surintendante-frivoles.html' title='Surintendante frivoles'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzhnVBH4zI/AAAAAAAAABs/cA5n2J9JvC8/s72-c/lady-in-waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-1061267013194767928</id><published>2007-06-11T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:48:20.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon père est où?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmzg2lBH4yI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bpzp2orGCc8/s1600-h/fille+et+mere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074678108394087202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmzg2lBH4yI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bpzp2orGCc8/s400/fille+et+mere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sa jeune mère avait l'air être un peu triste. Et cette petite fille était en train de se concentrer sur l'objectif de mon appareil. Son père avait quitte sa mère avant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-1061267013194767928?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/1061267013194767928/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=1061267013194767928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1061267013194767928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1061267013194767928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/mon-pre-est-o.html' title='Mon père est où?'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmzg2lBH4yI/AAAAAAAAABk/Bpzp2orGCc8/s72-c/fille+et+mere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5885683594390534853</id><published>2007-06-11T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:38:13.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>De soldat à palanquin-man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzfuVBH4xI/AAAAAAAAABc/CY1-yYZsTz8/s1600-h/soldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074676867148538642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzfuVBH4xI/AAAAAAAAABc/CY1-yYZsTz8/s400/soldier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2300813232604045896-5885683594390534853?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5885683594390534853/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5885683594390534853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5885683594390534853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5885683594390534853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/de-soldat-palanquin-man.html' title='De soldat à palanquin-man'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmzfuVBH4xI/AAAAAAAAABc/CY1-yYZsTz8/s72-c/soldier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-7699487872931353047</id><published>2007-06-08T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T12:05:19.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme ca je pourrait plus jolie? (nos grand 2008!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmj7cVBH4wI/AAAAAAAAABU/frXslEFxAaA/s1600-h/Pauvre+chien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073581444329628418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmj7cVBH4wI/AAAAAAAAABU/frXslEFxAaA/s400/Pauvre+chien.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Les yeux creux,le teint échauffé et le visage maigre......à l'évidence les jeux O ~ s de 2008 ne ui fesait pas du tout plaisir! Quand en promenant vers le soir j'ai rencontré ce chien triste dans un parc, je n'ai pas pu m'échapper de le voir.....Je demandais à son hôte de la raison pour laquelle il l'avait décoré.Il m'a répondu gaiement: saluer les jeux O ~ s Pekinois à 2008 !...Génial! Je crois que le gouvernement de Pékin doit lui conférer une médaille! Alors,et qu'en pensez vous?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-7699487872931353047?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/7699487872931353047/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=7699487872931353047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7699487872931353047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7699487872931353047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/comme-ca-je-pourrait-plus-jolie.html' title='Comme ca je pourrait plus jolie? (nos grand 2008!)'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmj7cVBH4wI/AAAAAAAAABU/frXslEFxAaA/s72-c/Pauvre+chien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-4786307469870392251</id><published>2007-06-08T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:21:41.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un matin de Pékin(à 6 heures)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073572777085625074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmjzj1BH4vI/AAAAAAAAABM/nc9wRFb6xGo/s400/matin+de+Pekin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmjSp1BH4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5uzqCYewmAs/s1600-h/IMG_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073536596281123522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RmjSp1BH4sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/5uzqCYewmAs/s400/IMG_1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De bonne matin sur la route ,dans le park,on n'a vu rien un jeune...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-4786307469870392251?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/4786307469870392251/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=4786307469870392251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4786307469870392251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4786307469870392251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/un-matin-de-pekin.html' title='Un matin de Pékin(à 6 heures)'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmjzj1BH4vI/AAAAAAAAABM/nc9wRFb6xGo/s72-c/matin+de+Pekin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2550492742433545480</id><published>2007-06-07T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T14:02:18.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masque Changé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmjw4lBH4uI/AAAAAAAAABE/X1udZ_DNUQQ/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmjw4lBH4uI/AAAAAAAAABE/X1udZ_DNUQQ/s400/change.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073569835033027298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《Masque Changé》est une représentation particulière de théâtre folklorique qui provient de la province SiChuan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2550492742433545480?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2550492742433545480/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2550492742433545480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2550492742433545480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2550492742433545480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/06/change-le-visage.html' title='Masque Changé'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R144ZJDcHsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/QB-iN8lwKaw/S220/sourir.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rmjw4lBH4uI/AAAAAAAAABE/X1udZ_DNUQQ/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
