a fall into the heart

Editor's note: The authors used the poetic passion, to the interpretation of This story is not plot, but illusory dream; the protagonist of the story Jing Huan as gem-like into the love of the environment. This is a poetic hymn of love. This is a summer night, the distant river fishing boat to see flashes, shaking the graceful willow figure, a picture of the TV drama Indus beat passionate fans, spread the waves of the shore singing a beautiful melody, eager to put on the other side of the river dream of the wind generally spend snowy night story.
you from far away, the ancient capital, perhaps from a past life of my country, or from the customs of the exotic, or from the fairy tale world, or more slowly to me from heaven flew over the region. I welcome your arrival, I like naughty children, happy as Sin, abandoned the world and riches and honor all the dust, with passion and exaggerated postures Jinyong for you. Fear that you leave in a hurry - I have not had time to appreciate your sentimental tenderness, you have not had time to peek intoxicating brow, Braun has not had time to listen to your voice mellowed, not enough time to touch before you handsome,polo ralph lauren, pleasant face. Xiang Wei
that embracing the moment, we seem to be feeling Butterfly Lovers and regeneration, seems to be the reincarnation of the Tang emperor and Yang, Cowherd and Weaver Girl seems to be a reincarnation.
wind flower snowy night story just an imagined one legend, always deep in my dream you die, deep night, the wind gently, Xue Piaopiao, floral fragrance, the only exposure to you and me so beautiful picture, even if drunk on a million years do not want to wake up ready to have. In one scene in the story of human longing, to weave the story moving scene to trigger buried deep inside of myself in the latent thought, the cynical interpretation, playback of the encounter of excited, friend moved, love of the heart, spend action.
You are my only wind of the story. The wind gently blowing, blowing each other's hair, your hair floating floating Yeah, my mind was to fly Fly, I Yi Mei Qing Wu, dancing with my nerve, the nerve terminal along the touch, I have to share on your long-lost touch sensitive, has heard the cry from the soul the truth at the end of the call.
Nazhen gentle breeze of our tightly wrapped package is very tight, which can be realized in fresh dressed, bathed in the gentle wind, the comfortable step by step closer towards me, I am far already smell the taste of happiness and joy.
I dance with leaves and grass to test the gentle breeze, the wind dance with the smell of your body to light incense, fragrant with the body to challenge the collection of passion.
let it breeze walk in every corner of our body, let the wind tell you, let me wind, we lay on the wind, floating in the wind, flying in the wind of a dream. You are my only flower
story. Flowers are blooming, we walk in the flowers, all kinds of flowers to the breakdown that we have traction with a great variety of flowers blossoming, bud, bloom, and be grateful, and will fall to the ground, and to show perfect body position, see that in the face once enchanting, glamorous now open, drop the poignant, the story seems to be sung us.
Although the story does not end, but in every story has a good start, good follow-up,doudoune pas cher, even to the end that does not become a tragic tragedy. Walking in the flower kingdom, line a sea of ​​flowers, I am drunk in the scent the air, the more your peers in a drunk.
simply lie down and listen to Huaxian, flower of God whispering, humming light whisper, with my notes with a beating heart, with your passion Qianxiansushou demonstrate command of, the flowers in a grand and romantic music Classic show in front of us, the most intoxicated or lying on my side I most cherish the flower woman flower.
You are my only snow story. Chill hit me again and come to look forward to snow. That the accumulation of snow in the sky, as our feelings in the heat, piled deep, piled thick, and finally as diffusing from distant paradise-like shed.
It was a silent snow, White Quartz crystals, like cotton, like catkins, like a spirit, a floating dream, a fall into the heart, a flying tokens. We are into the snow, a sculpture cast in the snow, but also spend a couple of ice into a snowman.
beneath the bitter snow, you are one, I was the one with the snow behind you every now and then, you stop there, I landed there, waiting for you with a thousand years until we freeze ice.
the sanctity of your snow, snow is generally crystal clear, turn Yujiebingqing, holding your face as if holding a snowflake, a tear of normal water, moisten my palm, soaked into the blood,abercrombie paris, arrived Zhixin, I have the same passion synthesis.
ice in the snow country, you represent a faithful spirit, is really a white angel, dream of flying beyond the Great Wall, to guide me step by step towards sublimation to ice, all my soul, frozen solid in the snow of the winter, sleeping in the north , only for you in the warm spring sun and wind in the wake me up, and you a fly.
You are my only night of the story. A long night, far-fetched. Hope in the dark on how many people with sad, how many people sleep in the night of worry, many people in the night,abercrombie and fitch paris, the bottles empty joy, the charge of how many people sigh in the night, how many people dream in the night, tear bombs, how many people think of returning home white night light-York.
I do not want to drive away the layers of that shady, do not want to greet the dawn of the early, because you want to stay together for one night, sitting on soft pregnant with tears, tears of sweet words constantly flick, stroking kissing feelingly, Xiang Wei blending love beating heart.
the heart is light, shady is off, plain as the bed, pillow hills of the mountain as bed rails, Ye Wu is felt. A lie a hundred years, a thousand years to sleep, dream seeking Wan back. Executive sub-prime hand, ask the child's roots, the thin lips kiss the child, the child's pure heart is satisfied, invite the child's passion, accompanied spend no time limit.
Du Yi shady, light drinking wine, pretend Zuiwu sleeve of a robe, light solution Luo Sang, Tao shy love. Night brought me lonely lonely, and you gave me in the dark and sweet and soft warmth, hammering me the courage to move forward, draw me gently drawing the village.
spend snowy night you are my only story of the wind, you are my emotional story of the legend, all the flowers snowy night with the slightest wind of words,ralph lauren pas cher, unlimited Xia Xiang will give me space, you are my life have source of happiness, you touched my life the joy of origin.相关的主题文章：


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Having worked overseas nearly 30 years, Chinese-born painter Jia Lu has made unique contributions in helping Western audiences understand more about the East through her canvases.
She was recently short-listed in the “Ten Most-focused Chinese in the World" by none other than the Global Times. The reason? “Her paintings fuse Chinese and Western elements, showing a modern China with beautiful colors," according to the panel.
“I have a deep sense that my mission to help the rest of the world understand China is not only an artistic goal but a personal responsibility," Lu says, when asked how she felt. “This award reminds me of the importance of that obligation."
Her father, Lu Enyi, was a famous painter who taught her to paint when she was very young. Like many painters of the time, she learned Chinese ink painting first, and was taught by master painter Fan Zeng.
But like many artists who traveled abroad in the 1980s, Lu felt lost in the collision of cultures, and turned to different ways of appreciating art.
When she left China for Canada in 1983, she quickly discovered that, for her new friends, without an understanding of Chinese culture and history, her art was “simply too alien to understand."
“In Chinese painting, we value the traditions passed from one generation to the next; for Westerners, true art is about originality and individual expression," Lu told the Global Times. “Ink painting explores the expressiveness of black ink and the bamboo brush; but to a Westerner, who has never held a brush before and is used to the color and richness of oil painting, my art seemed dull and lifeless."
Although her paintings sold well in the overseas Chinese community, to reach a larger audience, communicating essential concepts of traditional Asian culture to a Western audience was key.
Her solution? Borrow the techniques and expressive power of oil painting, with its illusionistic perspective and realism, and substitute Asian content. The method is known as “Jiechuan Chuhai", or “Crossing the sea in a borrowed boat."
“We have a unique, complex and rich culture. But we share [that] among ourselves, using a difficult written and spoken language, raising a high wall that excludes the rest of the world." Lu says. “By borrowing Western art history to communicate Eastern ideas, I have been able to tear down a small section of that wall."
Having grown up in a Confucian society that emphasized personal sacrifice, selflessness and hard work, Lu discovered her Western friends appreciated these values much more than their wealth and luxury.
Her painting was infused with Buddhism, an Eastern spirituality cherished by many Westerners.
Having first visited Dunhuang in 1980, spending several weeks copying its Buddhist art – some of the rarest early examples of Chinese figurative art – directly from the cave walls, Lu studied figure painting.
But it was not until she worked in Japan in the early 1990s that she began to explore their significance, finding their ideas represented what was most enduring and special about Chinese culture: compassion, mindfulness, a deep respect for learning and wisdom and a belief in the perfectibility of the human state.
Lu began to show her works in China: at the Shanghai International Art Fair, Art Beijing and CIGE expos, and found how “vibrant the Chinese art market had become in the so-many-years I’d been away, and how open it was to new ideas."
“I am both humbled and inspired that my work has been recognized in this way by the Global Times. It is an honor to be included among the other outstanding artists whom I have admired for so long," says Lu.
“But in the end, I think it is not important if I live or work in China or in the West, The important thing is to continue to paint for a global audience, to improve my own art as far as I am able, and to strive to be a better person."