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- chloeĩ posted on 02/09/2005
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- Fengziliaokang posted on 02/02/2005ڻDeanڹͷᵽ¹˹Ҹ˴˳﹩Ӣ·Ȥһġ July: the Month of Julius Caesar The English names of the months are derived from Latin, the language of the Roman Empire and the lingua franca in Europe for more than fifteen centuries. If you have some knowledge of Latin or Romance languages, have you ever wondered why September, October, November, and December are the ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth months respectiv
- littleFengzi posted on 02/05/2005Who said a good heart will always lead to good returns? --------------------------------------------------------------- Frightened neighbor sues teens over late-night gift and wins MSNBC News Services Updated: 3:48 p.m. ET Feb. 4, 2005 DURANGO, Colo. - Two teenage girls who surprised their neighbors with homemade cookies late one night were ordered to pay nearly $900 in medical bills plus court costs for a woman who says she was so startled that she had to go to the hospital. advertisement
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- littlestargazer posted on 01/24/2005This is my first time here, so be gentle. :-) The following book review was written a few months ago, first posted at Tianya. Apoligies if you have read it before and if it bores you. __________________________________________________________ I had read a lot about Annie Wang (aka ި) prior to my "encounter" with her novel Lili, A Novel of Tiananmen in the library this afternoon, and felt obliged to take her home as a result of my rather unhealthy reading habit: I like readin
- thesunlover posted on 01/31/2005
- Ϊadagio posted on 01/29/2005ODE TO THE WEST WIND Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822) I. WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The wingd seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow Her cl
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