On the last day of 2018, the big satellite TV’s New Year’s Eve is a contest. Everyone
was waiting for the New Year bell to ring. This time, Zhang Huimei also appeared at the Beijing Satellite TV New Year Party. She used the song “Three Days and Three
Nights” to turn the show around. Zhang Huimei, dressed in black, stepped on 20 meters to distribute knee-length boots. She sang and danced. The whole person was
full of atmosphere and the atmosphere was super high. But you find that it seems that Zhang Huimei is getting fatter again! uuuuuuuuuuu
As a generation queen, Zhang Huimei has not only achieved great success in singing, but also has no influence under Wang Fei. She herself has a lot of songs that have
been sung all the time, and her influence and achievements in music are obvious to all. However, in the past few years, suddenly one day, when Zhang Huimei appeared
in front of you, she suddenly became fat, and was very fat. The image of the past is totally invisible. And later, this matter has been discussed by everyone. At the New
Year’s Eve party just past, they all said that Zhang Huimei was fat, and this enthusiastic netizen is right about true love.
At this New Year’s Eve party, the appearance of A Mei and her more obese figure once again plunged her into another round of discussion. Everyone was saying, “Did
Zhang Huimei let herself go?” “Why are you fat again”, “Is this weight a ton or a little fat?” And many media reports are saying that Amy is a little fat. All kinds of
languages have appeared, and everyone is concerned about this problem and can not get out of it.
In fact, everyone familiar with Amy knows that when Amy is still very thin and in good shape. In an interview, she said that one day she would gain weight, and there
was a great possibility. This obesity is a family inheritance, a gene from the mother’s side. Because in middle age, my mother and sister are fat. Sure enough, her words came true.
So when everyone questioned Zhang Huimei’s weight, Xiaobian also wanted to have a word to say, so take a netizen’s words to sum up.
“Can a self-disciplined person like Zhang Huimei not control her weight well? She is
the only female singer in Chinese who has been making progress, constantly catering to the current needs, changing her singing style, trying different singing methods
and controlling well, and can also dance.
This is what a netizen said. It’s not that Amy let herself go. Her obesity is also a genetic factor in her family. She’s 46 years old this year, too. It’s true that there are
such typhoons and the strength of singing and dancing on the stage. All her achievements are not innate, but depend on how
hard she works and how much she
pays. I believe she knows better all the way.
We need such female singers and wish Amy
better and better in 2019. Did you say so?
But Yang Feng fell into an ambush. Suddenly the whole mountain side was lit up with torches and out sprang Cao Cao’s troops, he himself being in command.
“I have been waiting here a long time. Do not run away！” cried Cao Cao.
Yang Feng was completely surprised and tried to draw off, but was quickly surrounded. then Han Xian came to his rescue, and a confused battle began. Yang Feng succeeded in escaping, while Cao Cao kept up the attack on the two disordered armies. A GREat number of the rebels gave in, and the leaders found they had too few men left to maintain their independence, so they betook themselves to Yuan Shu.
When Cao Cao returned to camp, the newly surrendered general was presented and well received. Then again the cavalcade set out for the new capital. In due time they reached Xuchang, and they built palaces and halls, an ancestral temple and an altar, terraces and public offices. The walls were repaired, storehouses built and all put in order.
then came the rewards for Cao Cao’s adherents and others. Dong Cheng and thirteen others were raised to rank of lordship. All good service was rewarded； certain others again, who deserved it, were punished, all according to Cao Cao’s sole decision.
Cao Cao himself was made Prime Minister, Regent Marshal, and Lord of Wuping. Xun Yu was made Imperial Counselor and Chair of the Secretariat； Xun You, Minister of War； Guo Jia, Minister of Rites and Religion； Liu Ye, Minister of Works； Mao Jie, Minister of Agriculture, and together with Ren Jun, they were put over the supervision of military farms and stores. Cheng Yu was appointed Lord of Dongping； Dong Zhao, Magistrate of Luoyang； Man Chong, Magistrate of Xuchang. Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Lu Qian, Li Dian, Yue Jing, Yu Jin, and Xu Huang were made Commanders； Xu Chu and Dian Wei, Commanders of Capital District. All good service received full recognition.
experiences rather than received dogma. “The juice goes out of Christianity when it becomes too based on faith rather than on living like Jesus or seeing the world as
Jesus saw it,” he told me. “I think different religions are different doors to the same house. Sometimes I think the house exists, and sometimes I don’t. It’s the great mystery.”
Paul Jobs was then working at Spectra-Physics, a company in nearby Santa Clara that made lasers for electronics and medical products. As a machinist, he crafted the prototypes of products that the engineers were devising. His son was fascinated
by the need for perfection. “Lasers require precision alignment,” Jobs said. “The really sophisticated ones, for airborne applications or medical, had very precise features. They would tell my dad something like, ‘This is what we want, and we want
it out of one piece of metal so that the coefficients of expansion are all the same.’ And he had to figure out how to do it.” Most pieces had to be made from scratch, which meant that Paul had to create custom tools and dies. His son was impressed,
but he rarely went to the machine shop. “It would have been fun if he had gotten to teach me how to use a mill and lathe. But unfortunately I never went, because I was more interested in electronics.”
One summer Paul took Steve to Wisconsin to visit the family’s dairy farm. Rural life did not appeal to Steve, but one image stuck with him. He saw a calf being born, and he was amazed when the tiny animal struggled up within minutes and began to walk. “It was not something she had learned, but it was instead hardwired into her,” he
recalled. “A human baby couldn’t do that. I found it remarkable, even though no one else did.” He put it in hardware-software terms: “It was as if something in the animal’s body and in its brain had been engineered to work together instantly rather than being learned.”
In ninth grade Jobs went to Homestead High, which had a sprawling campus of two-story cinderblock buildings painted pink that served two thousand students. “It was designed by a famous prison architect,” Jobs recalled. “They wanted to make it
indestructible.” He had developed
a love of walking, and he walked
the fifteen blocks to school
by himself each day.
She reciprocated by getting him a hobby kit for grinding a lens and making a camera. “I learned more from her than any other teacher, and if it hadn’t been for her
I’m sure I would have gone to jail.” It reinforced, once again, the idea that he was special. “In my class, it was just me she cared about. She saw something in me.”
It was not merely intelligence that she saw. Years later she liked to show off a picture of that year’s class on Hawaii Day. Jobs had shown up without the suggested
Hawaiian shirt, but in the picture he is front and center wearing one. He had, literally, been able to talk the shirt off another kid’s back.
Near the end of fourth grade, Mrs. Hill had Jobs tested. “I scored at the high school sophomore level,” he recalled. Now that it was clear, not only to himself and his
parents but also to his teachers, that he was intellectually special, the school made the remarkable proposal that he skip two grades and go right into seventh; it would
be the easiest way to keep
him challenged and stimulated.
His parents decided, more sensibly,
to have him skip only one grade.
Yü-ts’un drooped his head for a considerable time.
“What is there in your idea to be done?” he at length inquired.
“Your servant,” responded the Retainer, “has already devised a most excellent plan. It’s this: To-morrow, when your Lordship sits in court, you should,
merely for form’s sake, make much ado, by despatching letters and issuing warrants for the arrest of the culprits. The murderer will naturally not be
forthcoming; and as the plaintiffs will be strong in their displeasure, you will of course have some members of the clan of the Hsüeh family, together with a few
servants and others, taken into custody, and examined under torture, when your servant will be behind the scenes to bring matters to a settlement, by bidding
them report that the victim had succumbed to a sudden ailment, and by urging the whole number of the kindred, as well as the headmen of the place, to hand in a declaration to that effect. Your Worship can aver that you understand perfectly
how to write charms in dust, and conjure the spirit; having had an altar, covered with dust, placed in the court, you should bid the military and people to come and
look on to their heart’s content. Your Worship can give out that the divining spirit has declared: ‘that the deceased, Feng Yüan, and Hsüeh P’an had been enemies
in a former life, that having now met in the narrow road, their destinies were consummated; that Hsüeh P’an has, by this time, contracted some indescribable
That as the calamity had originated entirely from the action of the kidnapper, exclusive of dealing with the kidnapper according to law, the rest need not be
interfered with, and so on. Your servant will be in the background to speak to the kidnapper and urge him to make a full confession;
and when people find that the response of the divining spirit harmonizes
with the statements of the kidnapper,
they will, as a matter of course,
entertain no suspicion.
“How could I possibly know?” answered Yü-ts’un.
“And yet,” remarked the Retainer, as he laughed coldly, “this is a person to whom you are indebted for great obligations; for she is no one else than the daughter of Mr. Chen, who lived next door to the Hu Lu temple. Her infant name is ‘Ying Lien.’”
“What! is it really she?” exclaimed Yü-ts’un full of surprise. “I heard that she had been kidnapped, ever since she was five years old; but has she only been sold recently?”
“Kidnappers of this kind,” continued the Retainer, “only abduct infant girls, whom they bring up till they reach the age of twelve or thirteen, when they take them into strange districts and dispose of them through their agents. In days gone by,
we used daily to coax this girl, Ying Lien, to romp with us, so that we got to be exceedingly friendly. Hence it is that though, with the lapse of seven or eight years, her mien has assumed a more surpassingly lovely appearance,
her general features have, on the other hand, undergone no change; and this is why I can recognise her. Besides, in the centre of her two eyebrows, she had a spot, of the size of a grain of rice, of carnation colour,
which she has had ever since she was born into the world. This kidnapper, it also happened, rented my house to live in; and on a certain day, on which the kidnapper was not at home, I even set her a few questions. She said,
‘that the kidnapper had so beaten her, that she felt intimidated, and couldn’t on any account, venture to speak out; simply averring that the kidnapper was her own father, and that, as he had no funds to repay his debts, he had consequently disposed of her by sale!’ I tried time after time to induce her to answer me,
but she again gave way to tears and added no more than: ‘I don’t really remember anything of my youth.’ Of this, anyhow, there can be no doubt;
on a certain day the young man Feng and the kidnapper met, said the money was paid down; but as the kidnapper happened to be intoxicated, Ying Lien exclaimed, as she sighed: ‘My punishment has this day been consummated!’ Later on again, when she heard that young Feng would, after three days, have her taken
over to his house, she once more underwent a change and put on such a sorrowful look that, unable to brook the sight of it, I waited till the kidnapper went out, when I again told my wife to go and cheer her by representing to
her that this Mr. Feng’s fixed purpose to wait for a propitious day, on which to come and take her over, was ample proof that he would not look upon her as a servant-girl. ‘Furthermore,’ (explained my wife to her), ‘he is a sort of
person exceedingly given to fast habits, and has at home ample means to live upon, so that if, besides, with his extreme aversion to women, he actually purchases you now, at a fancy price, you should be able to guess the issue,
without any explanation. You have to bear suspense only for two or three days,
and what need is there to be sorrowful and dejected?’
After these assurances,
she became somewhat composed,
flattering herself that she would from henceforth have a home of her own.