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    <title>FriendFinder Blogs: city still in the sea</title>
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    <description>Just try to capture and retrace some fragments of my random thoughts for fun.</description><item>
      <title>Sorry</title>
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      <description>I found that most of the blogs I've been watching gone from the list of "My watched blogs" today. Currently I'm waiting for an explanation from the customer service staff of the site, and hopefully th</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 23:38:21 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Match the Unmatchable</title>
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      <description>Ascending a Heightby Du FuThe wind wild, the sky high, the apes are wailing,The islet clear, the beach white, the birds are flying.The boundless dead leaves fall, rustling,The endless Yangzi River run</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 04:32:10 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>The Red Rose and the White Rose (I)</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_117552.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>by Eileen ChangIn Zheng Bao’s life, there are two women. One he calls his white rose, and the other his red rose. One is his virtuous wife, and the other his passionate lover---people always tend to u</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 23:24:10 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Shhhhhhh... Please Stand on Tiptoe Today</title>
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      <description>7: 30 am. June 7th. The traffic light blinked green. Signaling a left-turn as usual, I was about to turn my steering wheel when the traffic police came up and gestured that I drive straight forward an</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 08:07:05 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Who Touched My Brain Cortex?</title>
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      <description>I was standing in a street located in the town where I was born. Confronted with the blare of hot music from the stores, the numerous red motor scooters, the huge crowds of young people whose mandarin</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 07:18:25 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Presence and Absence</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_115120.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>How would it be like when the walking style of a man is compared to scissors?I encountered the sentence in a short story today, and could not help being carried away by this lovely comparison.</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 06:13:38 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>I Am Going To Tell On You</title>
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      <description>I am going to tell on youWho forced to cram into my placeThe chirpThe tender greennessThe aromaAll upon my opening Of The April's Door</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 07:35:40 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>A Story Distilled From My Reading Experience</title>
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      <description>Death-like silence. A wooden door creaked, through which floated out a shadow that soon disappeared in the darkness. The moon witnessed all this, but it didn't let out a single word.A dog barked somew</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 06:07:42 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>When You Are Tailed After...</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_113109.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>It's another overcast day, hazy and damp, the typical early spring in my city. The air that one inhales smelt as if all the water molecules had been swelling to the extent of bursting. My hands had lo</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 22:07:46 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>What, Which and Why</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_112370.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>Today is our Lantern Festival, a traditional occasion when people eat round dumplings and solve riddles that are attached to lanterns while appreciating them. Want to stretch your mental limbs and hav</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 02:21:01 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>The Tune of Pipa</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_112176.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>The Tune of Pipa[1]By Bai Juyi[2]PreludeIn 815, the Emperor demoted me to the county of JiuJiang as an official that did not have much work to tend to. One autumnal night in the next year, I was seein</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 20:29:41 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Dusting</title>
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      <description>Switching on the music, I let my mind glide into the turbulent waves of the rhythm that started to surge toward every nook and corner of my room. Normally I don’t blare music, but when it comes to suc</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 05:14:55 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>An Autumnal Train of Thought</title>
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      <description>by Ma ZhiyuanWithered vines, old trees, crows croaking at duskDelicate bridges, flowing little canals, houses thus reflectedAncient path, west wind, a lean horse walking alongAgainst the setting sunTh</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 06:29:35 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>When a Mice Kisses an Ox...</title>
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      <description>While we are celebrating the brand new year, let's have a look as to how we can keep animals busy doing things that are quite out of their normal behaviors. Here are two pictures I saw today from a ne</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 05:27:28 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>On Happiness</title>
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      <description>Yesterday I got an email from one of my former students, asking me to explain what happiness is like. I told her that as far as I was concerned, happiness for the time being was the feeling stirred up</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 00:48:16 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>If There Were Afterlife</title>
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      <description>if there were afterlifeI wanted to bea treethat would stand tilleternityin a stance free of both sorrow and joywith half serene in dust half flying in windwith half casting shadehalf bathing in sunlig</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 23:01:26 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Monday Morning</title>
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      <description>pushing open the doorI captured a corner of the wallgilded loudlyandthe footstep of the golden raystealthily marchingCaption of the picture:7:45a.m. Monday,15/12/2008at my office</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 23:28:28 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Munchkin</title>
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      <description>This is an old ugly picture of mine taken when I was in either grade 5 or grade 6. Look at the red voile in my hair, it was a fashion those days among teenage girls here to wear and tie them into knot</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 00:58:16 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>A Dream-Like Short Tune</title>
      <link>http://friendfinder.com/blog/15093/post_109058.html?site=ff&amp;pid=p9814&amp;m=</link>
      <description>by Li QingzhaoI often recall the dusk at the pavilion by the creekwhen we got so intoxicated that we felt at loss as to which route to returnhaving drunk and played to our hearts’ content we eventual</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 01:47:48 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>On a Drip</title>
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      <description>Clenching my left hand, I could see the blue veins clearly under the skin. The needle looked especially thick when the nurse pushed it slowly into one of them. A sharp sting, followed by a few minutes</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 02:14:22 -0800</pubDate>
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