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The Fisherman Said That

Friday, August 13th, 2010

Formerly, had a fisherman, he and the wife lived in a seashore dirty small fishing shed. The fisherman fishes every day, he always fishes fishes, is not willing to rest one day, he takes the fishing pole to sit in the seashore, two are looking at the limpid sea water, unexpectedly like this looks looks, sits has been in a daze in there.
|||Suddenly, the fishhook toward the submersion, sinks very much fiercely deeply is very deep, quickly sank to the seabed. Waits for him when pulls the fishhook, discovered that fishes a very big flat fish. Who knew the flat fish to say unexpectedly to him: is listening, the fisherman, I pleads you to put my way out. I am not the flat fish, I was a black magic prince, if you killed me, also had the big advantage to you My meat cannot to your taste. Please return me in the water, lets me walk randomly.||||||ya, the fisherman said that you do not need such to take the talking.

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Because In This Steel

Thursday, August 12th, 2010

In the past, Premier Zhou Enlai had a steel paper box (fiber is after special craft processing special paper, multipurpose made insulation material and thermal insulation material and so on), that was he attends time the Geneva Conference in 1954 purchased.|||From then on, Zhou Enlai each time goes abroad the visit, must take to bring with this steel paper box along with, because in this steel paper box, has been hiding a Zhou Enlai’s important secret |||on December 14, 1963, Zhou Enlai visited Egypt, stayed in the Cairo State guesthouse. Past 9:00 pm, a black passenger vehicle drove from the guesthouse. Gathers sees in wrong side of the door foreign reporter is Zhou Enlai’s private car, drives to trace immediately goes.|||Zhou Enlai’s private car arrived at China in the Egyptian Embassy, the vehicle door has started, what came out from the vehicle was a medium head’s man.
When he gets out, in the hand is carrying a steel paper box. Recognized that person reporter saying that he was Zhou Enlai’s bodyguard grows into the elementary work. But what in that box installs is anything, actually nobody knew.

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Not Know Where To Go Before

Thursday, July 29th, 2010

Not know where to go before it will then stand alone in the rain, so there is no trace of anger himself again and again drop into the 30,000 feet altitude, only to incomparable British occupation of their gas and loneliness. And her encounter, was so dull himself can not believe, not too many socalled romantic, but like the rain,
Like the wind, it is true, chat room talking and I feel she may have irrelevant words. I let her know everything, let me know her name Min. This chat lasted a long time, the only feeling is limited to mutual understanding. Without any of the conventions and constraints, I can always meet her. Period of time, work busy, busy
For a long time not to go to that expressed no words about. One afternoon, I received her pager, phone, heard the crying voice sensitive, beautiful music to our ears. She told me that I accompany her body activities, blood, I do not hesitate to promise her. Online, she told me a lot of her story, I just listened quietly,

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Remember When You Go To This Life

Thursday, July 29th, 2010

Remember when you go to this life and old, in the netherworld of training, do not drink Mengpo Tang, I will not forget me, do not forget you exist in the rain because girls have told you, I always deeply love you … … can not help the tears welling, a long absence, the tears once again hit Kua their
Promise of "no more tears" promise, only to feel my hand holding the letter shivering, the rain outside still sleep. Do not know their own ideas, do not understand their feelings, but do not know what the people themselves in the end, guess the answers. Often hard to breathe for themselves. I am a handsome man, will nervously mumbled: without
You, I have music and beer. Music and beer to accompany myself. I am a sentimental man, would that somehow to whisper with: find your dream thousand Baidu, only to see you still in the dim light. So numerous moving and gentle to their sinking. Until you feel the mind has been like a wild horse off Xinjiang, mad may

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Talking Bear And The Fox

Wednesday, July 21st, 2010

Talking bear and the fox came together on its caves, to get a glimpse inside.     When it saw the pair braved the firelike eyes, they felt a moment of fear, it does not want war with such a beast, then turned around and ran.     Bees see it, feel it is uneasy, then asked: "Bear, how did you so
Worried? Your happy awkward it?"     Bear replied: "that light up and down, home alone with only his eyes red flaming beast, and we catch it expel."     Bee said: "Bear ah, I sympathize with you. Although I am a poor little animal, usually not bother you all look at me, but I believe I can help you."     It

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Then Remove The Rotary Table And Another

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Then remove the rotary table, and another brother, said: "Dear brother, you speak to it."     Woodworking just say: "Small table, quick distraction!" Table saw has been filled with exquisite bowl ah basin, all delicious.     Good tailor can never eaten at home so exquisite meals, friends and relatives have been gathering to go late at night, all excited, satisfied.
He used the needle tailoring, board feet, iron and other locks them altogether into the cupboard, and three sons live together happily. Instigate other end tailor sons away like a sheep last how? I’ll tell you:     It has been shaved his head for his embarrassed, so ran to a fox hole into hiding. The fox came back and saw
The dark force to it to prescribe light, scared and ran away.     A bear met the fox, seeing it askew driven to distraction the way, he asked: "fox boy, how do you pair of champagne you?"     Fox said: "There is only the ferocious beast squatted my cave, two furious eyes, eyeing me."     "We’ll go to it banishes!"

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Will Be Ventura’s Ass Back

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Will be Ventura’s ass back home.     He was pleased to see the tailor, also asked him out all learn something. He replied: "Dear father, I was rotating workers."     My father said: "This is a technology live. Then you bring from the journey, what back?"     His son replied: "a precious thing … … a stick in your pocket."

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Slide Over Carefully Push

Monday, July 19th, 2010

Slide over, carefully push is delayed again, trying to out of pocket, put the other one.     Rotating workers back in waiting for him. Force while he was about to cry now when dragged out of a sound: "a stick, a bag!" Small stick immediately jumped out in front a while the owner was beaten. Owner he kept for mercy,
But his cry the greater was the more fierce beating stick more ruthless, he finally lying on the floor get up.     Rotary Engineering said: "If you do not put food and wine will give a small table and will vomit gold donkey, a stick dance will come again!"     "Oh, Do not!" The owner said humbly, "I am willing
To pay anything out, but that you let the magic wand back pocket."     Rotary Engineering said: "I am going to have pity on you, but you should be careful Do not do bad things!" And then shouted, "stick, back bags!" This stick stopped. The next morning, rotating workers would put food and wine with dinner table, holding gold coins

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Immediately Pop Up The Man Who

Monday, July 19th, 2010

Immediately pop up, the man who beat up in a while, playing them straight jacket fall. Action so quickly, often ranging from already beat each other to react on, and we have to wait until the owner shouted: "stick, back bags!" Just give up. That evening, he came to the two brothers received deception that hotel. He will pack on
The front of the table and began to tell the world strange experience. He said: "It is not difficult to find a small table will be placed food and wine, a donkey will spit gold, I do not despise these wonderful treasures, and I can bag them up that much weaker than the baby. This is something where I go
Back to where. " Shopkeeper pointed ears listen, think: "What is it in the end? Bag full of stones prospective. I have to get hand, good on March 3 Come on!"     Sleeping, lying on a bench to sleep on the guests, will be the bag as a pillow below his head. Owner reckon he had fallen asleep on the

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The Poor Mill Master Lachanglelian

Sunday, July 18th, 2010

The poor mill master Lachanglelian know cheated, and then request forgiveness friends and relatives. When they dispersed, and came as poor. Say then, the third son in a rotary working there as an apprentice, strong technical skills because this door, he learned the longest time. His two brothers in a letter to their misfortune will tell him that they lived
In before going home last night at that hotel for the owner to steal their treasure.     Apprenticeship, because he learn better, master gave him a pocket, he said: "The root of pocket stick."     "Pockets may be useful, I can bring, I can stick in addition to increasing the burden on what is the use?"     Master replied: "I’ll
Tell you, if someone bully you, just say ’stick out of bags!’ It will automatically jump out at people who bullied you back Luanqiao Cookin make them a week could not move. until you say ’stick, back bags!’ it will suffice. " Apprentice thanked the master, back pocket. If someone approaching the bully him, he said: "stick, a bag!" Stick

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