Chinese contemporary dramas to debut in New York for China Frin

The China Fringe Theater Festival will be held in New York City on Feb 8-16, featuring the prem

iere of three Chinese plays in the United States at the La MaMa Experimental Theater Club (La MaMa).

The international event will give young Chinese artists and China’s contemporary arts more exposure ov

erseas, as one show Two Dogs to be staged is a typical work of contemporary Chinese avant-garde plays, which has enj

oyed high popularity in China especially among the young generation since its premiere in 2007.

Featuring physical comedy and improvisation combined with double act and roc

k music, the drama tells a thought-provoking story of two dogs journeying to a big city to pursue their dreams.

Directed by Meng Jinghui, one of China’s most influential playwrights and theater directors, T

wo Dogs has been performed more than 2,000 times throughout China and at international venues and festivals.

Renowned for his experimental dramas, Chinese director Li Ning and his troupe, the Physical Guerrillas, will bring The Dictionary

of Soul to the festival, a pioneering work of physical theater, which highlights storytelling primarily through physical movements.

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Lee da hae is this in the face You said don’t recognize

South Korean actress appearance level can say the same, but there are still a lot of appearance level is different from a n

ormal star.Remember lee da hae?She was Japanese Korean drama “my girl”, also in China’s development is good, the a

udience agreed that is pure goddess, but now a new portrait of her exposure, let the fans did not recognize.

Lee da hae made his debut as has more than ten years old Korean stars, have alr

eady accumulated a lot of popularity, though not a staggering levels in appearance, but it was because she grew t

o a pure face, got a lot of the audience like, Chinese fans agree that she grew to a national first love face.

Oval shape, I’m afraid in the entertainment industry in South Korea have rare, and most dynamic, lee da hae fa

ce face is very natural.And this time after many years, lee da hae new scenes, a lot of lee da hae’s fans are not re

cognize, that who ah!And the women that which actress career?Didn’t think this is lee da hae, really didn’t recognize.

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Guo Jingming’s response to cosmetic surgery, a new hairstyle

Yesterday, Guo Jingming sent out a new hairstyle photo. Say goodbye to a yellow hair, dyed deep. Originally a topic of sharing hairstyles,

netizens turned their attention to Guo Jingming’s face, questioned Guo Jingming’s change of face, and Guo responded to cosmetic surgery.

Guo Jingming is not only a popular writer, but also a film director. As a public figure, his words and deeds, even some minor chang

es, can become a hot topic. From his self-portrait, Guo Jingming’s face was haggard and difficult to hide the vicissitudes of life, which caused cosmetic doubts.

Today, Guo Jingming wrote in response to cosmetic queries. The article said: “In my lifetime, I never thought that the key word of hot search

would be”face”… Haha ha ha ha ha…. Look at all kinds of reasoning, injections, cosmetic surgery, fat, thin, spiritual exhaustion (recently I’m really tired and explosive, I’m going

to sleep!!) What… Have you ever thought about changing one? The new parameters of Photo App are not

very easy to get….. Haha ha ha ha ha.. Make fun of the hot search on the “face” by setting the parameters of the camera App.

Everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention that Guo Jingming has changed his face in doubt. Even if Guo Jingming really has cosmetic

surgery, it is also his personal affair. He does not need to report it to the vast number of netizens. Now Guo Jingming has responded to the

cosmetic surgery and everyone has gone away. Congratulations to Guo Jingming for becoming the first public figure to rush to the hot search in 2019.

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Du Yuesheng’s daughter died at the age of 88 and will be

Du Meixia, daughter of Du Yuesheng, a Shanghai “Green Band” tycoon, died in Taiwan recently and will be buried with his mother-in-law Meng Xiaodong, according to Taiwanese media.

Du Meixia is the daughter of Du Yuesheng, the leader of the Qing Gang in Shanghai. Her mother-in-law is Meng Xiaodong, a famous

Beijing opera actress. She also served as the chairman of the Meng Xiaodong Women’s National Opera Award Foundation and

trained Beijing Opera talents. Taiwan’s China Times reported on January 8 that Du Meixia had died of illness in Taiwan at the age of 88.

Du Meixia (right) and Meng Xiaodong (left) (photo source: Taiwan Zhongshi Electronic News)

Du Meixia (right) and Meng Xiaodong (left) (photo source: Taiwan Zhongshi Electronic News)

Du Yuesheng was a famous figure of the “Green Band” in the Shanghai Concession during the Republic of China. He was known as the “Three Big Bands of Shanghai” together with Jinrong and Zhang Xiaolin. The China Times described the Du family as “calling the wind and calling the rain” and “chattering about the wind and clouds” in Shanghai, but their life in Taiwan was low-key.

Du Meixia’s mother Yao Yulan is Du Yuesheng’s fourth wife, while Meng Xiaodong is Du Yuesheng’s fifth wife. As for Du Meixia’s life, Jin Zuwu, Du Meixia’s son, said that his mother was born as Miss Qianjin of the big family in Shanghai, but met with the turbulence of the great times and came to Taiwan.

Du Meixia and his righteous mother, Meng Xiaodong, had a good relationship. Before they were born, they decided that they would sleep with Meng Xiaodong for a long time, that is, the Buddhist cemetery of Jinglu Temple in the woodland area of Xinbei City. Jin Zuwu said, “They are there together, not alone.”

Jin Zuwu said, “Mother and Grandma Meng have good feelings, which is for a reason.” He had heard his mother say that during the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese threatened to kidnap Du Meixia. Du Yuesheng

shaved her hair for Du Meixia’s personal safety and sent it to Meng Xiaodong’s residence. “My mother has lived with Grandma Meng since childhood, making them very close and friendly.”

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Ravi?”Ravi nodded vigorously. “Piscine?”I nodded

Ravi?”Ravi nodded vigorously.
“Piscine?”I nodded even more vigorously.
He kept his eyes on me.
I nodded so hard I’m surprised my neck didn’t snap andmy head fall to the floor.

I would like to say in my own defence that though I mayhave anthropomorphized the animals till they spoke fluentEnglish, the pheasants complaining in uppity British accents oftheir tea being cold and the baboons planning their bankrobbery getaway in

the flat, menacing tones of Americangangsters, the fancy was always conscious. I quite deliberatelydressed wild animals in tame costumes of my imagination. But Inever deluded myself as to the real nature of my playmates.

My poking nose had more sense than that. I don’t knowwhere Father got the idea that his youngest son was itching tostep into a cage with a ferocious carnivore. But

wherever thestrange worry came from – and Father was a worrier – hewas clearly determined to rid himself of it that very morning.

“I found a good book about archery.” Sam frowned. “Doing it is harder than reading about it, though. I get blisters.”

“Keep at it. We may need your bow on the Wall if the Others turn up some dark night.”

“Oh, I hope not.”

More guards stood outside the king’s solar. “No arms are allowed in His Grace’s presence, my lord,” their serjeant said. “I’ll need that sword. Your knives as well.” It would do no good to protest, Jon knew. He handed them his weaponry.

Within the solar the air was warm. Lady Melisandre was seated near the fire, her ruby glimmering against the pale skin of her throat. Ygritte had been kissed by fire; the red

priestess was fire, and her hair was blood and flame. Stannis stood behind the rough-hewn table where the Old Bear had once been wont to sit and take his meals. Covering the table was a large map of the north, painted on a ragged piece of hide.

 

A tallow candle

weighed down one

end of it, a steel g

auntlet the other.

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The cruelty is often more active and direct. The

The cruelty is often more active and direct. The literaturecontains reports on the many torments inflicted upon zooanimals: a shoebill dying of shock

after having its beaksmashed with a hammer; a moose stag losing its beard,

alongwith a strip of flesh the size of an index finger, to a visitor’sknife (this same moose was poisoned six months later); amonkey’s arm broken after reaching out for proffered nuts; adeer’s antlers attacked with a hacksaw; a

zebra stabbed with asword; and other assaults on other animals, with walking sticks,umbrellas, hairpins, knitting needles, scissors and whatnot, oftenwith an aim to taking an eye out or to injuring sexual parts.

Animals are also poisoned. And there are indecencies evenmore bizarre: onanists breaking a sweat on monkeys, ponies,birds; a religious freak who cut a snake’s head off; a derangedman who took to urinating in an elk’s mouth.
At Pondicherry we were relatively fortunate. We were sparedthe sadists who plied European and American zoos.

Nonetheless, our golden agouti vanished, stolen by someonewho ate it, Father suspected. Various birds – pheasants,peacocks, macaws – lost feathers to people greedy for theirbeauty. We caught a man with a knife climbing into

the penfor mouse deer; he said he was going to punish evil Ravana(who in the Ramayana took the form of a deer when hekidnapped Sita, Rama’s consort). Another man was nabbed inthe process of

Stannis Baratheon was proving to be a prickly guest, and a restless one. He had ridden down the kingsroad almost as far as Queenscrown, prowled through the empty hovels of Mole’s Town, inspected the ruined forts at

Queensgate and Oakenshield. Each night he walked atop the Wall with Lady Melisandre, and during the days he visited the stockades, picking captives out

for the red woman to question. He does not like to be balked. This would not be a pleasant morning, Jon feared.

From the armory came a clatter of shields and swords, as the latest lot of boys and raw recruits armed themselves. He could hear the voice of Iron Emmett

telling them to be quick about it. Cotter Pyke had not been pleased to lose him, but the young ranger had a gift for training men. He loves to fight,

and he’ll

teach his boys

to love it too.

Or so he hoped.

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On December 26, some netizens uploaded a video of pandas

On December 26, some netizens uploaded a video of pandas

playing with kitchen knives. In the video, the panda “Mengmeng”

holds a kitchen knife in both hands and puts it on his face. Some visitors see it and shout at the panda, “It’s too dangerous, throw it away, throw it away”, and then “Mengmeng” throws the kitchen knife away. Video has attracted a lot of attention on the Internet.

Today (December 27), the Chengdu Giant Panda Breeding Research Base responded by saying that on December 26, at 9 am, the on-duty keepers replaced new enrichment items and added bamboo for them at the Mengmeng Stadium,

because the kitchen knife used to cut the rope of the original enrichment items was forgotten in the stadium. “Mengmeng” found the kitchen knife in the stadium and put it in his hand to play. The security guard on duty next to the stadium soon found

out and notified the keeper. The keeper immediately took “Mengmeng” back to the veterinary shed, took the kitchen knife away, and made a detailed inspection of “Mengmeng”

to confirm that she had not been harmed, and then put it back to the stadium.

According to the base, the keeper has always been careful in his daily work,

full of deep feelings for each giant panda, and is very sorry and self-reproached for his negligence. In order to deeply learn the lesson and seriously work discipline, the base has made the following treatment to

the breeders concerned: 1. Convening a general meeting of all breeders to give serious criticism and education to the breeders, requiring all breeders to take precautions; 2. I submit a written review and report criticism

within the base; 3. Canceling the qualifications of the excellent staff of the breeder this year; 4. Deducting the performance of the breeders. Effective salary; 5. Deduction of performance salary of relevant managers. The accident exposed the shortcomings of the base management. The base is profoundly

 

introspective and will comprehensively

check the loopholes in the work,

cite one example from another,

and rectify the problems as soon as possible.

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Thistle, he thought. “Ever get tired of me, Mummy?”

Thistle, he thought.

“Ever get tired of me, Mummy?”

“Of all the idiotic questions ever asked, that takes the grand prize!” Mrs. Langwell answered. “Can I help you?”

“Of course you can.”

The getting ready did not take long, and exactly half an hour later, Nike lighted about a mile from the Flying Field where the girl Sky-Pilot found her passenger had just arrived. The woman came in a taxicab, nodded a greeting,

 

paid the driver, then came briskly to the waiting plane. Her throat was wrapped in a scarf.

Haggon would call it an abomination, the blackest sin of all, but Haggon was dead, devoured, and burned. Mance would have cursed him as well, but Mance was slain or captured. No one

 

will ever know. I will be Thistle the spearwife, and Varamyr Sixskins will be dead. His gift would perish with his body, he expected. He would lose his wolves, and live out the rest of his days as

some scrawny, warty woman … but he would live. If she comes back. If I am still strong enough to take her.

 

A wave of dizziness washed over Varamyr. He found himself upon his knees, his hands buried in a snowdrift. He scooped up a fistful of snow and filled his mouth with it, rubbing it through

 

his beard and against his cracked lips, sucking down the moisture. The water was so cold that he could barely bring himself to swallow, and he realized once again how hot he was.

“Ever get tired of me, Mummy?”

“Of all the idiotic questions ever asked, that takes the grand prize!” Mrs. Langwell answered. “Can I help you?”

“Of course you can.”

The getting ready did not take long, and exactly half an hour later, Nike lighted about a mile from the Flying Field where the girl Sky-Pilot found her passenger had just arrived. The woman

 

came in a taxicab, nodded a greeting, paid the driver, then came briskly

 

to the waiting

plane. Her throat

was wrapped

in a scarf.

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“We haven’t heard anything from him this morning,

“We haven’t heard anything from him this morning, but your father plans to stop at his office on the way in to town.”

Before Mance, Varamyr Sixskins had been a lord of sorts. He lived alone in a hall of moss and mud and hewn logs that had once been Haggon’s, attended by his beasts. A dozen villages did

him homage in bread and salt and cider, offering him fruit from their orchards and vegetables from their gardens. His meat he got himself. Whenever he desired a woman he sent his

shadowcat to stalk her, and whatever girl he’d cast his eye upon would follow meekly to his bed. Some came weeping, aye, but still they came. Varamyr gave them his seed, took a hank of

their hair to remember them by, and sent them back. From time to time, some village hero would come with spear in hand to slay the beastling and save a sister or a lover or a daughter.

Those he killed, but he never harmed the women. Some he even blessed with children. Runts. Small, puny things, like Lump, and not one with the gift.

While Roberta was eating her belated breakfast any number of neighbors came in to congratulate the family because its property was safe, and, those who did not know the facts,

to get details of the attempted theft. Once the conversation was interrupted by the sudden and sharp clanging of a bell which made them all jump. But Mrs. Langwell glanced out of the

window and saw the electrician waving his hand so she knew he was merely testing the alarm, and reassured the callers.

Before Mance, Varamyr Sixskins had been a lord of sorts. He lived alone in a hall of moss and mud and hewn logs that had once been Haggon’s, attended by his beasts. A dozen villages did

him homage in bread and salt and cider, offering him fruit from their orchards and vegetables from their gardens. His meat he got himself. Whenever he desired a woman he sent his

shadowcat to stalk her, and whatever girl he’d cast his eye upon would follow meekly to his bed. Some came weeping, aye, but still they came. Varamyr gave them his seed, took a hank of

their hair to remember them by, and sent them back. From time to time, some village hero would come with spear in hand to slay the beastling and save a sister or a lover or a daughter.

 

Those he killed, but he never harmed the women. Some he even blessed with children. Runts. Small,

 

puny things,

like Lump,

and not one

with the gift.

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I love Canada. I miss the heat of India, the food, the houselizards

I love Canada. I miss the heat of India, the food, the houselizards on the walls,

the musicals on the silver screen, the cowswandering the streets, the crows

cawing, even the talk ofcricket matches, but I love Canada. It is a great country

 

muchtoo cold for good sense, inhabited by compassionate, intelligentpeople

with bad hairdos. Anyway, I have nothing to go hometo in Pondicherry.
Richard Parker has stayed with me. I’ve never forgotten him.

Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in mydreams. They are

nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged withlove. Such is the strangeness

of the human heart. I still cannotunderstand how he could abandon me so

 

unceremoniously,without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once.
That pain is like an axe that chops at my heart.shlf1314

The doctors and nurses at the hospital in Mexico wereincredibly kind to me. And

the patients, too. Victims of canceror car accidents, once they heard my story, they

hobbled andwheeled over to see me, they and their families, though noneof them

 

spoke English and I spoke no Spanish. They smiled atme, shook my hand, patted

me on the head, left gifts of foodand clothing on my bed. They moved

me to uncontrollable fitsof laughing and crying.shlf1314

 

“I hear the motor, my dear,” Mrs. Langwell interrupted. “You’d better hurry.”

13 “He’s early this morning, but probably he has something to do before schedule.”

The girl hastened with her own preparations so that when the young man

 

appeared at the door she was properly helmeted and all ready to take the air.

“Top of the morning to you,” Phil called cheerily. “Your esteemed passenger wants

to make an early start, so the boys will have Nike warmed up for you and

 

you can start as soon as you get to the field.”shlf1314

“It’s mighty good of you to come and fetch me,” Roberta smiled at the president’s

son, who had not so many weeks before gone through a series of exciting,

 

dangerous air-adventures with her. But those things shlf1314

 

were all in the day’s

work and belonged

to the past; the new

day awaited them.

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