<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:45:14.408+08:00</updated><category term='movie'/><category term='Opinion'/><category term='cats'/><category term='faith'/><category term='love'/><category term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Nate's daily</title><subtitle type='html'>No goodbye.  Only love.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-8108695962126779587</id><published>2010-07-01T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:16:28.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><title type='text'>A Dinner Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nate-cn.blogspot.com/2010/05/dinner-time.html" style="color: #551a8b;"&gt;中文版&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;miao~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to dinner, met "Little Black" and "Little Grey" at the place we usually feed them.&amp;nbsp; It was two hours before usual.&amp;nbsp; Well... fed them a little earlier was not bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsH1GaxBI/AAAAAAAADUg/bnRAp5vu7zE/s400/102_0853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little Black" is more than 2 years old, now she looks a little.. sophisticated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8hSZ-eaI/AAAAAAAADWA/yqTnY3LPrnE/s320/101_3166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nate-cn.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-too-sensitive-stories.html" style="color: #c21d0c;"&gt;A blog post (in Chinese)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;shows some pics of the young "Little Black", and her brothers and sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little Grey" is the nephew of "Little Black".&amp;nbsp; (the son of her sister "Fat Calico")&lt;br /&gt;Sometime he looks ... (cocky?)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8kjfQ1hI/AAAAAAAADWU/cAUHPPSv5SA/s320/102_0407.JPG" style="display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8lNYoKvI/AAAAAAAADWY/C-czrpzjRPU/s320/102_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner by the edge of campus, on the way back we met "Fat Belly".&amp;nbsp; Her voice was hoarse as always. We gave her some cat food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsIpBAHmI/AAAAAAAADUk/4hu3sHVBZkc/s400/102_0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Fat Belly" has owner, not a wandering cat.&amp;nbsp; Her belly is really... fat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8lww9GyI/AAAAAAAADWc/vhO4rN_UGgM/s320/102_0418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the place of the "Little Cat", we saw (1)"Little Little Cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(Little Male Cat), (2)"Little Dog Cat"(Lazy Cat) and (3)"Black Cat", except (4)"Little Cat".&amp;nbsp; They looked anxiously at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsJx98iuI/AAAAAAAADUo/czMhUW3w3-4/s400/102_0855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsKnczK0I/AAAAAAAADUs/OksNm3DvIPk/s400/102_0856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here came another adult male cat "Beggar Cat"... So the male meets the male, trying to bully each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beggar Cat and Black Cat had fights before. &amp;nbsp;Here are the photo in their previous fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8jcY8bgI/AAAAAAAADWM/lfkOolKD-1E/s320/102_0125.JPG" style="display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8kDOChEI/AAAAAAAADWQ/xOPLsLytR2w/s1600/102_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8kDOChEI/AAAAAAAADWQ/xOPLsLytR2w/s320/102_0128.JPG" style="display: block; margin-top: 5px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When we were about to go, we found "Little Cat" hiding around.... Little Cat is a female cat, so she can be around Beggar Cat without fighting each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsLIPQGjI/AAAAAAAADUw/5TvrQEo6ADQ/s400/102_0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Little Cat raised Little Little Cat and Little Dog Cat. &amp;nbsp;Look at the picture when they were kittens, and compare to the updated picture. &amp;nbsp;They've grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8gzsUXsI/AAAAAAAADV8/R4J-7FheQd4/s320/101_3092.JPG" style="display: inline; float: left; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8nhetCeI/AAAAAAAADWo/KPALns6FiAE/s320/102_0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Walked on passing by the library, met two cats "Little White Cat"(calico) and "Grey Stripe Cat" (actually she does not have many stripes). &amp;nbsp;So we gave them some food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsL1SBU0I/AAAAAAAADU0/1Mc8cINuFXw/s400/102_0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The picture below shows their family. &amp;nbsp;"Yellow Calico" (the mother brings up their 3 kittens) and "Grey Pale Cat" did not show these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: medium; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: medium; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: medium; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: medium; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8iXcVAqI/AAAAAAAADWE/BShXSnk30F0/s320/101_3314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So the dinner time ended...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;miao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's show 3 close-ups:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Manly Beggar Cat;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Handsome Little Male Cat;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the languid Little Dog Cat...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8i1QZofI/AAAAAAAADWI/C9VcQtE9G-g/s400/102_0074.JPG" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8mfDNddI/AAAAAAAADWg/qgCBRt2GgdM/s400/102_0429.JPG" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAO8nICMa3I/AAAAAAAADWk/j-PR1I-UFU8/s400/102_0665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-8108695962126779587?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/8108695962126779587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=8108695962126779587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/8108695962126779587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/8108695962126779587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2010/07/dinner-time.html' title='A Dinner Time'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zbtss8Rz-Ts/TAOsH1GaxBI/AAAAAAAADUg/bnRAp5vu7zE/s72-c/102_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>National University of Singapore, Singapore 119077</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.2938734742631621 103.77402305603027</georss:point><georss:box>1.2885104742631621 103.76672755603028 1.2992364742631621 103.78131855603027</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-1283781459076316234</id><published>2008-02-11T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T10:06:14.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Love, Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Love, confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm not, I'm not infected. I'm not infected. Please. ... Please take my baby."&lt;/blockquote&gt;In these days I set the above word as my signatures of GTalk, MSN and QQ.   If you have watched the movie "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0480249/"&gt;I AM LEGEND&lt;/a&gt;", maybe you would remember it was said by a lady, who seemed obviously infected, with her baby in her arms.  She tried to get out of the quarantine area.  The soldiers were checking everyone who went by the gate, scanning everyone's eye ball.  If they find anyone whose pupil is enlarged, they would not let him or her pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the lady was infected as blood was almost spreading to her eyes.  She tried to get pass with her baby.  When she was pushed aside, she tried to explain and said she's not infected.  She was trying to gain the chance to get out, for a better chance to live.  Then she came to know that she would not be able to get out of it.  So even she love her baby very much, she would implore the Lieutenant Robert Neville (Will Smith) to take her baby, because Robert has the right to pass.  That's the last scene in that movie about that lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as the story kept on going, I was not thinking about that lady or that word.  But, sometime after the movie finished, I watch the trailer in the iTune.  The word stunned me deeply.  After that, this word kept on hovering in my brain.  Very Impressive.  I just couldn't get them out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two main reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The mother's love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She would rather let other take her baby away, enduring the pain of losing her baby.  I thought that's love.  That's the love to give, to endure, to sacrifice…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How should Robert choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is one of the hardest choices.  Shall he take the baby?  At that moment, he was escorting his wife and daughter to be transfer to safe place.  They need his help more than anyone else.  Maybe he could take the baby and give it to his wife.  Let his wife and daughter leave with the baby.  It seems feasible in the movie.  But, shall they?  If they take this lady's baby, how about other ladies' babies?  If they don't take any baby, will it be right?  It did seem like they could take one more baby with them.  This was something I could not know how to do.  What should be done?  I am confused.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tough is the decision, when it comes to love?  That's something I could not understand.  That's something about love.  Not just the love to your relatives, it's the love to the mankind in general.  When it comes to the love, it's confused.  For me, at least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love, Confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-1283781459076316234?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/1283781459076316234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=1283781459076316234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/1283781459076316234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/1283781459076316234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-confused.html' title='Love, Confused'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-919989762208351614</id><published>2007-12-07T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:12:14.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>To be an Explorer, Nate is Heating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be an Explorer, Nate is Heating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the word I engrave on my iPod.  Explorer, is a good word.  Not because it relates to Internet Explorer, let's look at the explanation in the dictionary: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a person who travels to unknown places in order to find out more about them. (from Oxford Advanced Learner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s Dictionary)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Two points here: First it is going to unknown places.  The one who goes back home and lies on the couch is not exploring.  The other point is that the goal is to find out more, the more information or knowledge about the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When talk about moving to a new place, we won't forget this word: you cannot discover new ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.  It quite makes sense, right?  You need the courage, enough courage to be an explorer.  The future doesn't belong to the fainthearted; it belongs to the brave.  It's US former president Reagan's word when he gave a speech about the accident of Challenger, the space shuttle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Coming back to the web browser, the fun is that, beside Microsoft's Internet Explorer, other companies also use the positive word to name their browsers.  Netscape uses Navigator as its browser's name, and Apple uses Safari.  Both the words mean similar to explorer, or says the courage to go to some unknown places.  That must be the spirit of the Internet Surfing…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My English name is Nate.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a graduate student, what I want is to explore the unknown knowledge… To be an explorer, Nate is Heating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-919989762208351614?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/919989762208351614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=919989762208351614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/919989762208351614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/919989762208351614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-be-explorer-nate-is-heating-this-is.html' title='To be an Explorer, Nate is Heating!'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-4261721198732426707</id><published>2007-09-04T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T09:46:17.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Do you want more or less?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you want more or less?&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;It's a pretty interesting problem, I think.  Of course not the problem alone, but with the context...  If you own more, will you want more?&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Several days earlier, a friend from Europe asked whether Chinese girls always want to marry someone who have to have car, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt;, credit card and so on.  Do they make it a standard to choose husband?  It's hard for me to answer this question.  Even harder to defend for the Chinese girls.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;I try to explain that the girl that a foreigner might meet would likely to be some ambitious girls from China.  The reason is that most of the time only the ambitious Chinese girls would go aboard and the general girls stay where they were born. So as a result, the small part of the ambitious girls could not represent all the Chinese girls.  OK.  My friend might accept this explanation....&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;However, what I added after my last word and what my friend replied give me the reason to write this post.  I said that as the foreigner might meet the Chinese girls who are in the universities, these girls have better abilities and they own more source than others.  When someone own more, they often want even more.  I even thought that it's natural.  &lt;strong&gt;On the contrary, my friend said that's different in his homeland.  When a girl, for example a well-educated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;, have more, she may want less because of this.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;Actually, this problem is complicate.  In my experience, most cases are that what I said just now.  The ones who own more want more. Just a small number of people would be the case that when they own more they want less.  But most of my experience was in my homeland.  What's the case in the world?  And why there's the difference.... Maybe we could know about it better later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS.  Maybe I should added this link here as it's popular on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;digg&lt;/span&gt;.com.  &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,22360651-1702,00.html"&gt;http://www.news.com.au/story/0,23599,22360651-1702,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's really a topic we have talked about for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-4261721198732426707?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/4261721198732426707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=4261721198732426707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/4261721198732426707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/4261721198732426707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-you-want-more-or-less.html' title='Do you want more or less?'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-351482034088229081</id><published>2007-05-14T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:43:16.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>You won't see it if you don't like it</title><content type='html'>It's true.  You won't see it if you don't like it.  The reason is not that even you look at it you choose to ignore it, but because you will find every means to get rid of it if you dislike it indeed.  The result is that thing will not appear in the world again, that's why you won't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I talk about this?  There's a story.  In somehow I investigated the "Web 2.0" concept last month.  When I talked with some friends, some of them worried about the advertisements.  If everyone uses RSS to read the web pages, then no one will visit the website.  At present, the advertisement is one of the major revenues for the website. No one visits the web means that the ad-agencies will not pay the website.  Then, will Web 2.0 kill most of the websites which depend on the advertisement?  It seemed that their concerns were quite reasonable.  I thought about it for a while, then I said that the websites could learn from the cable TV.  They could provide free services to the public, with advertising in them.  The high quality services are also provided, without advertising, but charge for some fee.  I didn't expect this will evoke the panic.  It seems that when comes to money/fee everyone will widen his/her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why widen the eyes?  They started to worry about the public website services will be mixed with all kind of advertising that they don't want to see.  But, that's quite normal, right?  On today's website, could you avoid yourself seeing that annoying advertising?  If not, why do you keep dreaming "Web 2.0" should sweep them out completely?  Actually, I thought Web 2.0 has already done this somehow.  When you use RSS to subscribe some content, you will only read the summaries or the full articles you want in your RSS reader, no advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the worry was not unreasonable.  If everyone just subscribes the RSS and read the contents just in the RSS reader, how could the website get their income from advertisement?  Will they embed the advertising into the RSS contents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe yes, maybe no.  In my mind, at least two strategies exist.  The first strategy, as the above mentioned, include some advertising in the RSS contents, provide the RSS without any charges.  If the user want to read the plain contents without advertising, they could subscribe and pay for the ad-free RSS.  The second strategy, the website would not earn the money from the ordinary users who don't want to pay.  They just provide the services.  And when the user want more than RSS contents, they could charge the user on different levels.  As the famous saying, the 80% profits come from 20% clients; 20% profits come from 80% clients.  If we choose to be the 80% ordinary clients, we don't have to worry about the advertising.  The website would provide us the services for free.  They would just need us to compose their hierarchy of clients.  They would make money from the other 20% clients, or from other ways such as the co-operating companies or sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewed from the user's side, you won't see it if you don't like it.  If the user don't want to see the advertising, he/she will try to find the ad-free website to read.  If he/she could not find this kind, he might start thinking about pay some money to avoid the advertising.  Or maybe he/she should give up surfing the network for this reason.  Or, maybe he/she will set up a company to provide such free services without advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the network aside, in the daily life sometimes we just complain something, but we never do something to avoid them.  Why?  Maybe in our mind we don't dislike them enough.  When we see some negative phenomenons in the society, do we criticize it enough?  Or do we do something concrete to prevent these phenomenons?  Think it over how much you like it or how much you dislike it.  Then let's do something for what we believe is right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't see it if you don't like it.  That depends on how much you dislike it.  All on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-351482034088229081?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/351482034088229081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=351482034088229081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/351482034088229081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/351482034088229081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-wont-see-it-if-you-dont-like-it.html' title='You won&apos;t see it if you don&apos;t like it'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-6560603577485077626</id><published>2007-04-07T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T02:11:08.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>No Forget and No Ending</title><content type='html'>There's no Ending.  Something just keeps scaring me.  No, it just keeps trying to scare me.  The insecurity always pushes one to do something, which doesn't go towards his or her original goal.  Everyone suffers this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, ultimately, what do we fear in this world?  Torture or death?  Maybe in one word you can call it hell.  But, many like to say that he or she is in the hell.  How about this word: "If you're going through hell, keep going.(---by Winston Churchill)"?  No matter you cherish life or not, no matter you curse it or not, you have to go through life, ... except suicide.  We fear the unwanted situations which we have to face, so we try hard to avoid them.  So, if there is nothing more that we don't want, we will have nothing to do anymore.  Some kind of insecurity is scaring me.  That keeps me consciously feeling that I am still alive, not death.  Only death is the ultimate ending to oneself(but not to the human race [or one's spirit/faith]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I will keep something till my death.  Another word in a movie says that "If I forget, it means I was gone(died)"  I know that the insecurity is real and perceptable.  If it comes, I will be in a relative worse situation.  On the contrary, I don't want to be pushed by this insecurity to compromise.  Sometimes compromise is wise, but sometimes it means losing the principle or deviating from the origin.  At this point, one should choose carefully.  Something has been in my mind for such a long time, from its beginning till now.  I still remember what it is, where it came from, when it started, how it appeared, why it acted like this...etc.  No forget to it.  I don't think any temporal or eternal insecurity could end it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the words in the movie "Perfect Storm".  In the movie, Bobby spoke to Christina "I love you now and I'll love you forever.  There's no goodbye.  Only love."  The last 4 words become my favorite word that you can often see it on my site.  "No goodbye.  Only love."  As I promise no ending for the faith, there is no goodbye to the faith.  That has been with me all along, and that will be with me till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It doesn't over till it's over.&lt;br /&gt;   ----by Rocky Balboa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise no ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No goodbye.  Only love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-6560603577485077626?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/6560603577485077626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=6560603577485077626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/6560603577485077626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/6560603577485077626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-forget-and-no-ending.html' title='No Forget and No Ending'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-6231341008535599784</id><published>2007-03-20T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:16:03.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Poly is perfect</title><content type='html'>Well, I would paste a favorite dialog in the movie "The Great Waltz"(named "翠堤春晓" in Chinese).  A friend talked with me about it yesterday.  I always thought that the words is so moving that after Poly said so, no one could shout at her anymore.  I'd added some explanations for cast and each clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE CAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johann 'Schani' Strauss II (as Fernand Gravet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist of the movie, here is the short intro from answer.com: Johann Strauss II (1825-1899), or Johann Strauss Jr., composer, known as the "Waltz King", son of Johann I.  You can find much information on internet or click &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/strauss-italian-musicians-composers?lid=gc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read something about the family of Johann Strauss.  They're all great composers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poldi Vogelhuber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Became the wife of Strauss II later.  In the dialog she was called "Poly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla Donner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A singer and noble. Also called "Donna".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST CLIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time waltz was not recognized among nobles, but Strauss just quit his job from the bank and decided to form his own orchestra just with some friends and relatives. "Shiney" refer to Strauss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poly: &lt;/span&gt;Shiney if you want to write Waltz you write Waltz.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poly: &lt;/span&gt;Shiney whatever career you choose it will be the very highest.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND CLIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strauss said on the wedding dinner.  The bride was Poly of course.  The guest included many friends in the Strauss' orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I found even more than happiness&lt;br /&gt;More that our success together&lt;br /&gt;And believe me you can't find the riches palaces&lt;br /&gt;You can't find any heart cover with gold brave&lt;br /&gt;Of behind falls painter laughter&lt;br /&gt;You can't find peace and deep quiet breath of living there&lt;br /&gt;Because now that I know&lt;br /&gt;I know because I find out here tonight&lt;br /&gt;In my wife, in my music and my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIRD CLIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strauss was in love with Donna.  And he might even want to divorce Poly to marry Donna.  He came back from a night staying out with Donna(that night was not about sex in the movie). He found trifle to shout at Poly, just want to find an excuse to flee to Donna.  When he had shouted some words, Poly said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poly:&lt;/span&gt; Don't shout at me please&lt;br /&gt; If you have something on your mind&lt;br /&gt; If you have something you want tell me (then) tell me&lt;br /&gt; But don't shout at me.&lt;br /&gt; If you don't want to tell me&lt;br /&gt; You don't need to make excuses for yourself&lt;br /&gt; You don't need to act like this&lt;br /&gt; If you want to stay out at night, carefully to do so&lt;br /&gt; But you must leave me for you to worry about you if I like&lt;br /&gt; You must respect my feelings to be the wife of your Strauss&lt;br /&gt; is not a little thing&lt;br /&gt; I have tried to be worthy of it.&lt;br /&gt; I am very proud of it.&lt;br /&gt; I will not let anyone to shout at me for your sake&lt;br /&gt; As well as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strauss:&lt;/span&gt; Forgive me Poly&lt;br /&gt; I've always seem to be shouting to you.&lt;br /&gt; I don't know what's the matter with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poly: &lt;/span&gt;I won't change you.&lt;br /&gt; Nothing on you, not even your moods or tamper.&lt;br /&gt; Because I know you must be like this to be you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing the words from Poly, I don't think there will be any man who still want to divorce Poly.  In the movie, Strauss and Poly were with each other till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes for all the ones in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-6231341008535599784?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/6231341008535599784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=6231341008535599784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/6231341008535599784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/6231341008535599784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/03/poly-is-perfect.html' title='Poly is perfect'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-8280578114148728422</id><published>2007-03-18T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:53:30.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Love and Share</title><content type='html'>In these days, I created another blog in Chinese.  To communicate with my friends who do not like to read English, and to express something that I could not express well in English.  The link is list on the right column.  Or you can click &lt;a href="http://nate-cn.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit my blog in Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also built a site on Google Pages.  A Site to present my home space (as MSN space? ^_^) on the network. You could also find the link on the right column or click &lt;a href="http://nateheat.googlepages.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to visit my site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used many services provided by Google.  On that site, I wish to integrate them to share with public.  Acutally, MSN space is great on some way.  If you want, you can integrate the blog, music, photo, bookmark etc together on MSN Space to share with others.  But its loading speed is rather slow, and currently their services are not abundant as Google is providing.  I thought that maybe the reason is that Google started from network, so almost all the services of Google concern much on sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, why I mentioned these?  Why I built the blogs and the site?  Yes, to study, to share, to communicate.  Yes, that's why I do it.  In this way.  So, it's natural that I will prefer Google services for sharing.  I took notes into &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/notebook/"&gt;Google Notebooks&lt;/a&gt; when I was surfing the web or reading books and articles, I shared them.  I used &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader/"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/a&gt; to read news and updates of blogs, I shared the good articles.  I also wish to develop my own thinking, write them in my blogs, to share them.  I am going to take this heart to share more.  Actually I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wish to encourage every guest who visit my site to share more.  You see, to share is very easy and simple.  And if you like something, you love something, why not let more and more people to like it, to love it?  You can share something with somebody because you cherish it; or you can share something with somebody because you love him/her.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought it's love that make sharing happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-8280578114148728422?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/8280578114148728422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=8280578114148728422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/8280578114148728422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/8280578114148728422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-and-sharing.html' title='Love and Share'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-5944393284804687316</id><published>2007-02-19T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T02:11:48.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>No Forget 2007</title><content type='html'>No, I refuse to do so.  I refuse to forget them, all of them, and all those are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set "No Forget" to be the watchword for year 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has recommended that I should forget some memories with my ex-girlfriend.  No, definitely NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these years, every scene with relatives, friends, the ones I like or the ones I don't like, do I wish to forget them?  No, definitely No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have learned, all I have experienced, do I wish to forget them?  No, definitely NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will come to me in the future, no matter I like them or not, do I wish to forget them? No, definitely NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list more but I don't think I could list them all.  No Forget 2007.  I set this watchword as to inspire myself to remember, and let the past keep on inspire me.  I know I have more difficulties to face in this year.  As mentioned in the last post, maybe something fatal/deadly will beat me in the coming several months.  If it happens, definitely I don't want to forget it.  Frustration might become a big fortune. Even if it will not become a fortune, it's still the memory gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the gems from 2005 to 2007?  More brilliant I think.  I cherish them now and I do forever.  Some major change did begin in about 2005.  I will follow this gift's guide, to the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-5944393284804687316?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/5944393284804687316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=5944393284804687316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/5944393284804687316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/5944393284804687316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-forget-2007.html' title='No Forget 2007'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-2562713653376668856</id><published>2007-01-01T01:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:28:42.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between 2006 and 2007...</title><content type='html'>On the last day of 2006, I think I should write something in English, to exercise my English or to give myself a break to think about something with a little formal style.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then what&amp;#39;s something?&amp;nbsp; Ah, I think I should mention the watchword I set in the beginning of 2006.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;Die Hard&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; The one for 2005 is &amp;quot;Take Off&amp;quot; (I thought about&amp;nbsp; the word in Chinese, which is &amp;quot;起飞&amp;quot;).&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I did take off in 2005 when I look back.&amp;nbsp; Now it&amp;#39;s time I look back to my days in 2006.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, Die Hard.&amp;nbsp; I survived.&amp;nbsp; Of course I lost many, and I failed many chances, failed some work.&amp;nbsp; Of course on the other hand, these, all these couldn&amp;#39;t die me.&amp;nbsp; So I survived and named myself &amp;quot;Die Hard&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; I think in the next year, those which might die me will be less, but might be more fatal/deadly.&amp;nbsp; Really looking forward for those. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will spend some time in these days to set a satisfied watchword for the next year.&amp;nbsp; I must keep it to encourage me for everyday in the year, as the &amp;quot;Die Hard&amp;quot; did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shall other things be mentioned in this issue?&amp;nbsp; Compared to the whole year&amp;#39;s life, much events seem relative minor now.&amp;nbsp; Then shall I list only the outline of some.....?..... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some, what&amp;#39;s some?&amp;nbsp; In my personal life?&amp;nbsp; Or about my career which I wish to dedicate to Computer Science?&amp;nbsp; Or the Society Obligation which I think everyone should think about it more than just what he has got from the society?&amp;nbsp; Ah, really many many some in my life, in my mind.&amp;nbsp; I should try to organize and summarize them in order these days.&amp;nbsp; Now I just post what I have written here as the start of my blog in 2007. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy New Year!&amp;nbsp; I love you all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-2562713653376668856?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/2562713653376668856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=2562713653376668856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/2562713653376668856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/2562713653376668856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2007/01/between-2006-and-2007.html' title='Between 2006 and 2007...'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-2213070537398595668</id><published>2006-11-17T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:07:32.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underdog - a festival in my dream</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;Underdog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;It's amazing that a weird festival appeared in my dream last night.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In a small island where a lot of immigrants settle there, a festival called &amp;quot;Underdog Festival&amp;quot; is celebrated there as one of the greatest festivals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;The Underdog Festival was set up by a landlord to commemorate his lessee.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The one who live in a basement rent from the landlord is often the lower class of the society, especially the immigrants.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe the landlord and the lessee became close friends, and maybe the lessee is living austerely,&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;so the landlord held a banquet someday with the lessee.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think it seems a little similar to the Thanks Giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;On the Underdog Day, everyone stops working, prepares plenty of food.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some celebrations or parades will also hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="EN-US"&gt;It's really amazing that I remember the dream in such details.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe that's because I am waiting the underdog story of ROCKY BALBOA coming soon on Christmas.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The trailer of it encouraged me from time to time.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let's study hard, work hard, make the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-2213070537398595668?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/2213070537398595668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=2213070537398595668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/2213070537398595668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/2213070537398595668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/underdog-festival-in-my-dream.html' title='Underdog - a festival in my dream'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-5297723363825476509</id><published>2006-11-03T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T21:14:49.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogger.com is blocked.</title><content type='html'>It's such a annoying block! Now that &amp;quot;&lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;blogger.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot; is also blocked in China. About one week ago, &amp;quot;*.blogspot.com&amp;quot; became unable to be viewed here. I could still log on &lt;a href="http://bloger.com"&gt; bloger.com&lt;/a&gt; to write the blog, only that no friend of mine in China could see them. It's such a wise thing I did these days that I set my account in &lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; can received email to write the blog. Now I am trying to use this feature. Great! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow I will go to take the GRE subject test of Computer Science. Just now I watched a movie named DEPLEX. It's really funny and it relaxed my tension. Nice feeling now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And good luck for everybody who is going to take the GRE subject exam. Of course, nice weekend. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-5297723363825476509?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/5297723363825476509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=5297723363825476509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/5297723363825476509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/5297723363825476509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2006/11/bloggercom-is-blocked.html' title='blogger.com is blocked.'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-526779396262766673</id><published>2006-10-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T01:43:41.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Because I'm a Fighter!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have planned to start to post in Chinese. But it seems that maybe I will think about it next time. Here I want to quote a dialogue from a scene of the movie ROCKY IV. I like the words very much. "Because I'm a FIGHTER", "But to beat me, he's going to have to kill me; And to kill me..." OK. The following is the dialogue between Rocky and Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Adrian: Rocky.&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: You're all right?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: Yeah. All right.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: Why you do it?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: I just get to do what I get to do.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: You don't have to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: Oh, Adrian. I do.&lt;br /&gt;   I've got to leave this place.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: So. Where're you going?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: They said they'll let me train in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;   I just want to go some place, where I am going to think about nothing except him.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: Rocky. Give it some time. Don't do this. A lot of people live with hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: And a lot of people don't have a choice. I do.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: And for that, you wantta get lose everything?&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: It doesn't seem everything.&lt;br /&gt;   This house, the cars and all stuffs we've got, doesn't seem everything.&lt;br /&gt;   That's a lot more in the ages.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: Before that were reasons, I could understand. But I don't understand this.&lt;br /&gt;   Even if you win what have you won. Apollo still died.&lt;br /&gt;   Why can't you change your thinking? Everybody else does.&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because I'm a Fighter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That's the way I'm made. Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;   That's what you married.&lt;br /&gt;   We can't change what we are.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: Yes, you can.&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: You can't change anything.&lt;br /&gt;   Adrian. You know, we can do is just go with what we are.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: You can't go with what you are.&lt;br /&gt;   You've read the papers? Do you know what everybody saids?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's suicide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You've seen him you knew how strong he is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You can't win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{music started as Rocky gaze at Adrian}&lt;br /&gt;Rocky: Adrian...&lt;br /&gt;   Adrian always tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;   An.. maybe I can't win.&lt;br /&gt;   Maybe the only thing I can do, it's just take everything to attack.&lt;br /&gt;   But to beat me, he's going have to kill me;&lt;br /&gt;   And to kill me, he's going to have the heart to stand in front of me;&lt;br /&gt;   And to do that, he's got to be willing to die himself.&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know if he's ready to do this.&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;   I don't know.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky anthology include Rocky I~V now. Thery are all  my favourite movies. And Rocky VI will be on theator in this Christmas. The official website is &lt;a href="http://www.rocky.com/"&gt;http://www.rocky.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Really looking forward for the one more final round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-526779396262766673?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/526779396262766673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=526779396262766673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/526779396262766673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/526779396262766673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-im-fighter.html' title='Because I&apos;m a Fighter!'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36391841.post-116143251150251250</id><published>2006-10-21T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T20:30:02.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brief start</title><content type='html'>OK. Here start my blog on blogger.com today. I would like to use this webpage to share my daily feeling or other affairs. With no intention to annoy any other ones, I might be careful in presenting my views. On the other hand, if any of my words hurts, please inform me and your recommendations will be highly appreciated. I will try to write some terms for myself and post them later, maybe in chinese, my mother tongue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36391841-116143251150251250?l=nateheat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/feeds/116143251150251250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36391841&amp;postID=116143251150251250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/116143251150251250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36391841/posts/default/116143251150251250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nateheat.blogspot.com/2006/10/brief-start.html' title='A brief start'/><author><name>Huiquan Zhu</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/103610762511411067391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh4.googleusercontent.com/--Hbk7x_j85g/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAADkk/-E3XxrsdaY0/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
