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I love reading newspapers,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], although access to the Internet age, I still love newspapers. Of course, newspapers can not replace the network.
suddenly day, open a newspaper, a news attracted me: A beautiful young woman says: resources. Heart of beauty in everyone. A man willing to say that ugly people can be Because of the scarcity of resources, have for many men, women endure a lifetime. Flat and and to life,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], living well each step, called expectations not too high.
However, several newspapers, maps'd each have their own experience of beauty, their fame does not leave the speculation. The first one is - angel sister. The County of Sichuan Li Qiang girl in the planning of a claim under the waves brother, quickly became popular on the network, only actually hits a day up to 20 million times! Want to come is not surprising, Qishanxiushui will produce beautiful, raw angel deep in the mountains, once others found her sister, made public, so that more people think the return to nature, a return to basics. This makes the city the envy of bad girls, but also to villages where bad girls jealous. Because my sister angel more beautiful than girls and more is, but she is only speculation, The
second person objects, may only be called ugly by. I do not know rely on Sister Lotus is known for. It is said that is not famous, she is always hanging around riding a bicycle at Tsinghua University. This is a story reminiscent of I do not know who is calling the students wearing glasses to see Zou Leyan brother, actually see the So, Sister Lotus also became popular in the. Based on my intuitive sense, Sister Lotus is the kind of kitsch. Once, I asked a teacher in the network: Sister Furong was good? She replied: Since then, I do not chat with her, because she knows I have a bias. If that struggle, many of these women, from the knowledge, ideas, accomplishments, etc., is better than Sister Furong times. Strange, but why people like to watch her S-shape. S shape difficult it? There is a little chest,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a hip women will do. No way, even today some people still question: Tsinghua student perspective. Now, Sister Lotus began to enter the pop music and video, and its potential unstoppable. This is also a testament to that female teacher's words: women also rely on our own struggle. This could not help but think of Aristotle's words: Sister Furong on the mouth, surely this is a mantra: give me a platform, I had the opportunity to show! If you read the Qiong Yao
power play Instead, the money exactly? 21-year-old president of Dong Siyang speculation that dream. If a woman is one step ahead in their careers, early fame, do not let other people vote in favor of the eye to it? Thirst that elusive state of mind, naturally one into the book explore a study of its root causes. Unfortunately, it is said in the question many users, the Dong Siyang blog, some of the title bar on the ads has been deleted.
had this essay should be One of them happens to my aesthetic taste from a gap, so therefore can only write. Wealth, how come? Back to the beautiful woman in front of the newspaper to say that futures speculation and speculation face. She said the media Modern society, if the language and actions once characterized as propaganda, it is tantamount to looking at advertising, insipid.
of wealth, everyone in the pursuit. I often read the writings of Marx, but also often leads to some thoughts: people such as Marx, the economic research was so thorough,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], ye also are sometimes too poor to go when the porter it? Whether his philosophy of Hegel upside down over; or Hegel upside down over his philosophy (of course this is not practical), these are not reasons for poverty. However, I am in Marx's economic theory, or read a word, it is primitive accumulation. Market economy does not allow sleight of hand tricks. Wealth is obtained by the accumulation and expansion.
the other hand, the wealth of beautiful women,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also how to get it? One is the speculation, the other is speculation. This speculation, if successful,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], it does not need Because,
effects of speculation, so great. Previous: Teacher said - who is taught the boy to fraud? Next: idle, said Li Ling Grievances

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The driver clambered into his seat, clicked his tongue, and we went downhill. The brake squeaked horribly from time to time. At the foot he eased off the noisy mechanism and said, turning half round on his box--
"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts.