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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/4899556198974222312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2008/01/ma-ide-rcente.html' title='Ma idée récente'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R4svCofV4AI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UN-HGSXljx0/s72-c/xianzhiyuhuigui-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5077291767861615540</id><published>2008-01-10T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T17:21:55.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rap chinois</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.tudou.com/v/FHiwqNAosng"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/FHiwqNAosng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Soleil Couché&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble: GongFu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous avez savu &lt;br /&gt;Perdre quelque chose est facile que obtenir  &lt;br /&gt;Mais ca ne fait rien &lt;br /&gt;Pourvu que le soleil se levera quand même demain&lt;br /&gt;Il pourrait encore fois allumer &lt;br /&gt;la passion florissant où se loge au notre cœur&lt;br /&gt;il brillera de nouveau le micro que dans mon main &lt;br /&gt;Quand le temps du coucher du soleil  je pense qu’il n’y avait aucun apercevant bien distinctement&lt;br /&gt;On devrait lutter pour quelque chose ou bien encore par-la en attandrait  &lt;br /&gt;Comme le soleil que devant de moi &lt;br /&gt;Le ciel va disparaitre au horizon &lt;br /&gt;Simplement la saison diversité change le temps &lt;br /&gt;La rayon restée franchit à la nappe d'eau    rien d’avoir vu&lt;br /&gt;Reste seulement le bleu qui a ete emprisonné derrière du soir&lt;br /&gt;En attendant la journée avant le noir revenu&lt;br /&gt;Donne la liberté pour la lumière &lt;br /&gt;Mais le brilliant qui comment pourrait arriver au éternel &lt;br /&gt;On a besoin du noir&lt;br /&gt;Calme…amusant…on peut prendre le mirroir encerclant soi-même au milieu&lt;br /&gt;Par la rayon de lune en regardant qu’on est telle fragile soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Regarde…regarde…tu regardes…mais au moins tu n’es pas encore déja solitaire&lt;br /&gt;On peut pleurer en face de soi-même puis faire le pourparlers avec soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Devant des visages qu’on connait bien&lt;br /&gt;Tu avais encore certain hypocrite certain orgueil certainne gloireà bas prix&lt;br /&gt;Detaches le masque …asseoir... debout…inverser…regarder soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Éteinds la musique…s'agenouiller…s'appuyer sur…se sauter… écouter soi-même&lt;br /&gt;Ou est le paradis  qu’est-ce que l’enfer &lt;br /&gt;Imaginer quand je peux dégager les marques fantaisies&lt;br /&gt;Le belle du soleil couché  qui rejoin le jour et le nuit le blanc et le noir &lt;br /&gt;Ce joie cette douleur et la confiance et le mal tous existent tout de même&lt;br /&gt;Pouvoir arriver regarder la future que dans la légende &lt;br /&gt;Seulement regardant le soleil couche on demande : pourquoi!&lt;br /&gt;Ce qu’on ecoute ce qu’on voit ce qu’on parle et ce qu’on fait &lt;br /&gt;Tout où à la realisé qui produit compliquement &lt;br /&gt;C’est devoir quoi de la vérité... qui est quelq’un de Dieux&lt;br /&gt;On occoupe tout les jours seulment regardant la belle du soleil couché &lt;br /&gt;Tous les honnêtes tous les résistants tous les tolérants et tous les fidélités&lt;br /&gt;Encore à la contradiction encore au désespérément encore au flottement &lt;br /&gt;Qui est plus important que qui...... j’ai mon popre rêve&lt;br /&gt;Demain seulement le soleil va briller le micro que dans mon main &lt;br /&gt;Ce qu’on ecoute ce qu’on voit ce qu’on parle et ce qu’on fait &lt;br /&gt;Tout où à la realisé qui produit compliquement  &lt;br /&gt;C’est devoir quoi de la vérité... qui est quelq’un de Dieux&lt;br /&gt;On occoupe tout les jours seulment regardant la belle du soleil couché&lt;br /&gt;Tous les honnêtes tous les résistants tous les tolérants et tous les fidélités&lt;br /&gt;Encore à la contradiction encore au désespérément encore au flottement&lt;br /&gt;Qui est plus important que qui...... j’ai mon popre rêve &lt;br /&gt;Demain seulement le soleil va briller le micro que dans mon main&lt;br /&gt;Tout à coup un jour je trouve que je suis pas encore un enfant&lt;br /&gt;Je suis un solidat qui se loge la gerre sans arme&lt;br /&gt;Mon mirroir cassé mon rêve disparu  &lt;br /&gt;Quand le soleil se leve de nouveau enfin j’ai compris bien &lt;br /&gt;Ni qui t’aime aussi  ni qui te hait&lt;br /&gt;La reussite est pas la paradis la défaite est possible l’enfer&lt;br /&gt;Gagner…qui ne prouve pas que tu ne perdras jamais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5077291767861615540?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5077291767861615540/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5077291767861615540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5077291767861615540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5077291767861615540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2008/01/rap-chinois.html' title='Rap chinois'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-1785047125533055343</id><published>2007-12-18T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T14:27:56.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>les films</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s1600-h/2films.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s400/2films.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145187767085817794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ce sont deux films que je viens de regarder.Un film irelaid ONCE et  un autre film français NSEMBLE,C'EST TOUT.Les chansons de ONCE m'ont impressionée. Il sagit d'une histoire d'amour suivant nombreux de musique touchante.Dans ENSEMBLE,C'EST TOUT, Guillaume Carnet était encore telle charmant.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-1785047125533055343?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/1785047125533055343/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=1785047125533055343&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1785047125533055343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/1785047125533055343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/les-films.html' title='les films'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2dhA4fV38I/AAAAAAAAAPE/DUAqT5jBksA/s72-c/2films.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-3474816064288395107</id><published>2007-12-13T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:25:35.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la conference de mots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s1600-h/DesPanaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s400/DesPanaus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143277847976028802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-3474816064288395107?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/3474816064288395107/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=3474816064288395107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3474816064288395107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3474816064288395107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/la-conference-de-mots.html' title='la conference de mots'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R2CX89W_KoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/YiFw1UQIuBc/s72-c/DesPanaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8250517314780375363</id><published>2007-12-11T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T15:29:18.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Porte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s1600-h/LaPorte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s400/LaPorte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142612032400137938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;J'aime cette porte qui garde un quartier traditionnel.mais ces fils électriques latéralaux me fesaient être inquiete.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8250517314780375363?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8250517314780375363/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8250517314780375363&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8250517314780375363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8250517314780375363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/la-porte.html' title='La Porte'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R146ZZDcHtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/t3P3izZuavA/s72-c/LaPorte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8170288492274914531</id><published>2007-12-04T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:25:56.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tombée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GFtEElwBR-A/s1600-R/route.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2KXmFm_N-P8/s400/route.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139933927017553570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proche de 6 heures le soir, le 29 novembre dans la route DaWang à P&lt;span class="eg"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;kin ,  une section de revêtement de chaussée s'écroulait brusquement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8170288492274914531?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8170288492274914531/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8170288492274914531&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8170288492274914531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8170288492274914531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/12/tombe.html' title='tombée'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/R1S2rJDcHqI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/2KXmFm_N-P8/s72-c/route.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2193025125550760590</id><published>2007-11-14T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:16:15.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s1600-h/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132516719363911074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“105”est sa numérotation du boulot servi dans notre batiment.C'est la première fois qu'elle s'éloignait sa maison de village en venant à cette grande ville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-2193025125550760590?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2193025125550760590/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2193025125550760590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2193025125550760590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2193025125550760590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/105.html' title='105'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rzpcw1VwbaI/AAAAAAAAANo/yXsZ9x0TMDk/s72-c/IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-302633676522028468</id><published>2007-11-06T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:55:39.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jouer aux échecs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s1600-h/IMG_1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s400/IMG_1972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129563069594293282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;J’ai pris cette photo dans le parc de Yu Yuan Tan durant l’&lt;/span&gt;été&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; dernier.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Dans cette derni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re, on peut y voir un lac dans lequel se trouvent des hommes nues. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Mais cela ne semble pas perturber les gens qui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; cette instant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; jouent aux &lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;checs..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Moi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;, je ne d&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rangeais gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re ces hommes exibant leurs corps alors que les statues des Appllons et autre Hercule n’ont rien a envie au sujet de la musculature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca a été pris cet été par moi  dans le parc Yu YuanTan.&lt;br /&gt;On pouvait apercevoir la nudite de certains hommes qui à ce moment se trouvaient au bord du lac. Mais cela ne perturbait pas les personnes qui se trouvaient dans ce parc alors qu'ils jouaient aux échecs. Et ma curiosite ne derangeait pas ces hommes dont le corps était dénudé. Cependantils demeuraient très loin des apollons ou autres statues grecques. L'année prochaine pendant les JO ils seraient limités  à aller manifester sur la route.Ce serait mieux peut-être.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-302633676522028468?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/302633676522028468/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=302633676522028468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/302633676522028468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/302633676522028468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/jouer-aux-checs.html' title='jouer aux échecs'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ry_ebyghVCI/AAAAAAAAANI/iuOepnj4GXg/s72-c/IMG_1972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-2169113352965066804</id><published>2007-11-01T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:59:19.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Une petite promenade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s320/IMG_1822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127763405282825218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;A premi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;re vue, l’expression de son visage me semblait vraiment dr&lt;/span&gt;ô&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;le.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malgr&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;s son autorisation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;à&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; ce que je prenne une photo, ile me troublais par son regard s&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rieux et froid. Alors une peur prit mon coeur.&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/2300813232604045896-2169113352965066804?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/2169113352965066804/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=2169113352965066804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2169113352965066804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/2169113352965066804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/11/une-petite-promenade.html' title='Une petite promenade'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryl5pighVAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/jDuOJzXtXuQ/s72-c/IMG_1822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5496992272967157182</id><published>2007-10-31T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:04:58.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un baby d'amie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s1600-h/IMG_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s320/IMG_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127405870730269682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Accueil tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;s chaud attend cette enfant, et cela avant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt; qu’il traverse la porte de ma demeure. J’&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;tais impatiente de l’avoir dans mes bras. Mais c’est alors qu’une douleur saisit mon bras droit. Alors m’est venue a l’esprit le fait d’avoir un enfant a soit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;, ce qui veut dire le fait de l’&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;ve, ce qui demande un sacrifice et une patience. Mais est magnifique de voir ce petit bout d’homme et de s’imaginer qu’il est un monde diff&lt;/span&gt;é&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;rent du notre. Mais que voit- ???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o: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/2300813232604045896-5496992272967157182?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5496992272967157182/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5496992272967157182&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5496992272967157182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5496992272967157182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/un-baby-damie.html' title='un baby d&apos;amie'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Ryg0eSghU_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Cvpp-R-RPEk/s72-c/IMG_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6813180764055954974</id><published>2007-10-29T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:30:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epuisé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126625535302128610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A HouHai,des bcp de boutiques où se traduit la figure ancienne de  construction......"HouHai" où connue  à la suite d'une grande assemblage des bars  particulières......proche de nuit,un homme épuisé devant encore son stand.....dans la route YandaiXieJie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVt4SghU9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/mZJZFDHipuE/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-6813180764055954974?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6813180764055954974/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6813180764055954974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6813180764055954974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6813180764055954974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/epuis.html' title='Epuisé'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RyVuwyghU-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Bij7HDsEbgY/s72-c/IMG_0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5210506783211640419</id><published>2007-10-23T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:40:28.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comme souvenir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s1600-h/IMG_1996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s400/IMG_1996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124381968526258386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Un parc d'une petite ville à l'est, bien que ce soit l'hiver, ici encore c'est plein de verdure.La femme portant de nouveau la robe nuptiale occidentale, l'homme le costume.Ce couple heureux prend ce type de photos pour célébrer leur premier de mariage  il y a 10 ans. chez les vieux couples qui fêtent leurs noces d'or. Dans nos esprits,la pérennité et la consistance et la constance sont plus importantes . Il faut une forme de preuve. c'est bien, non?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5210506783211640419?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5210506783211640419/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5210506783211640419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5210506783211640419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5210506783211640419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/comme-souvenir.html' title='Comme souvenir'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rx12QA9ssNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/W1PBUHcB0tI/s72-c/IMG_1996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5168996389626800615</id><published>2007-10-19T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:08:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Un camarade m'a dit: j'ai entendu dire que le divorce et la grève sont deux caractéristiques de la culture sociale de France,non?&lt;br /&gt;Oh，je craquais: je sais pas, pourquoi tu m'a demandé ca?&lt;br /&gt;Bon? tu l'as pas su, leur président,Sarkozy, qui va divorcer et il y a des grèves qui passant maintenant à Paris? Je savais que tu serais une ultra francophile.&lt;br /&gt;Effectivement ca m'intéresse pas. on s'en fout......Au contraire je sais bien qu'autour de nous que la fréquence de divorces augmente,d'accord? Et d'ailleurs, j'espère par conséquent qu'on peux faire la grève, c'est une expression de liberté dans une sociale démocratie, n'est-ce pas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5168996389626800615?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5168996389626800615/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5168996389626800615&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5168996389626800615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5168996389626800615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/10/un-camarade-ma-dit-jai-entendu-parler.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8800446504937058846</id><published>2007-09-13T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:40:56.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic “fakenessh”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chengshidili.bokee.com/photo/view.fcgi?mode=3&amp;id=3010620"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://chengshidili.bokee.com/photo/view.fcgi?mode=3&amp;id=3010620" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image2.sina.com.cn/dy/cul/2004-12-01/U209P1T148D1388F3089DT20041201154054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://image2.sina.com.cn/dy/cul/2004-12-01/U209P1T148D1388F3089DT20041201154054.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic  “fakenessh”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Weiwei, one of China's foremost architects, said he  feels "disgusted" that the $400 million (198 million pound), "Bird's Nest"  National Stadium he helped design with Swiss architects Herzog &amp;amp; de Meuron  has become a proud symbol of China's development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've already forgotten about it. I turn down all the  demands to have photographs with it. I'm not interested," the portly artist told  Reuters at a studio in Beijing's northeast suburbs on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would feel ashamed if I just designed something for  glamour or to show some kind of fake image."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday night, Chinese and Olympic officials hosted  a 10,000-strong celebration gala with fireworks, dancers and pop stars on  Tiananmen Square, scene of a bloody army crackdown on student-led pro-democracy  demonstrations in 1989.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai's criticism stands in marked contrast to the upsurge  in national pride the Olympics has generated, though it does join a chorus of  deliberately-timed criticism from mainly foreign rights  groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The designer, who once smashed a 2,000-year-old Han  dynasty vase for art and in 2000 co-curated an exhibition called "F--- Off" in  Shanghai, speaks candidly -- and from personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai was raised in a labour camp in China's remote  northwestern region of Xinjiang, after his father, Ai Qing -- himself regarded  as one of China's finest modern poets -- was purged in the 1950s after being  denounced as "an enemy of the state and a rightist".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I spent five years with him at a labour camp where he  cleaned toilets, but these stories become so catchy today," Ai shrugged. "I have  my own problems."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likened China's embrace of the Olympics as a "pretend  smile".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can a nation be celebrated and be so proud with this  ignoring of its past?" Ai asked, sitting on a bench next to one of his works, a  distended wooden slab called "Crooked Coffin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you have the self-confidence to clearly examine  yourself, rather than to give this kind of pretend smile on your face... It's  this kind of fake smile which is disgusting ... So I hate  this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about what China was trying to hide, Ai said:  "There are too many things. The whole political structure, the condition of  civil rights ... corruption, pollution, education, you name  it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then just say 'let's forget about all this', let's just  light some big fireworks, let's have those stupid directors, those people are  such opportunists and they just become part of the powerful manipulators because  they have no self-consciousness and have such bad taste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai said the 91,000-seat "Bird's Nest" remained a  beautiful, if regretful, commission.&lt;span style=";font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:9;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I did it because I love design and the idea of how it  would be looked at by others," he said. "I can also do  self-criticism."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8800446504937058846?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8800446504937058846/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8800446504937058846&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8800446504937058846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8800446504937058846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/09/china-birds-nest-designer-rails-at.html' title='China Bird’s Nest designer rails at Olympic “fakenessh”'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5059906123234831337</id><published>2007-09-03T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:25:01.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur XiangSheng</title><content type='html'>Ce week-end, je suis allée au théâtre "De Yun She" en écoutant "Xiang Sheng". Ca veut dire "dialogue comique" ou "sketch".C'est un art traditionnel chinois qui fixe en terre la culture pékinoise des basfonds de la société depuis quelques siècles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105837585324351522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Devant la porte de théâtre qui s'intalle une des quartiers vieille sud où presentait l'acrobatie et les différentes formes d'arts folkloriques dans l'ancienne société. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUwWIYoDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oFlcC-b_QL0/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105838160849969202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUwWIYoDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/oFlcC-b_QL0/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sur la scène, deux acteurs qui portent le vêtement traditionnel presentaient l'intrigue de l'histoire en se discutant par le parole comique et l'action exagérée. Leurs figures et mots humoristiques provoquaient souvent le rire de bon cœur de specteurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuZ7WIYoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XnRad1Fc4Hs/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105843847386669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuZ7WIYoEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XnRad1Fc4Hs/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avec la marche du temps cet art de la manière de représenter cet art a changé.Beaucoup d'éléments à la mode sont ajoutés les contes,les histores et les légendes, ne limite pas encore le style classique. Notamment les satires issues d'un phénomène social sont bien aimés des spectateurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5059906123234831337?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5059906123234831337/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5059906123234831337&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5059906123234831337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5059906123234831337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/09/sur-xiangsheng.html' title='Sur XiangSheng'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtuUO2IYoCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/WV7O9w6w3pQ/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-129891219944134068</id><published>2007-08-30T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T20:14:16.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mes récoltes récents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s1600-h/STB_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104421379988037634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s400/STB_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaKVWIYn-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/svZpmRDQWBI/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104419326993670114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaKVWIYn-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/svZpmRDQWBI/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJw2IYn9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0pl2ggLYzeM/s1600-h/STB_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104418699928444882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJw2IYn9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/0pl2ggLYzeM/s400/STB_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJR2IYn8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oBtS6fV8Zh0/s1600-h/STA_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104418167352500162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaJR2IYn8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/oBtS6fV8Zh0/s400/STA_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaIsmIYn7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/VzQ2ZuRx6iw/s1600-h/STA_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104417527402373042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaIsmIYn7I/AAAAAAAAAJc/VzQ2ZuRx6iw/s400/STA_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deux livres d'occasion,moinx chére....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaICWIYn6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/8y7fyssOI_4/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104416801552900002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaICWIYn6I/AAAAAAAAAJU/8y7fyssOI_4/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Président Mao ayant la &lt;i&gt;vieillesse&lt;/i&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaD-2IYn5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XFxH1fvLh8s/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104412343376846738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaD-2IYn5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/XFxH1fvLh8s/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Une immence utopie......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaCTmIYn3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsFyf8SBS_U/s1600-h/STC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104410500835876722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaCTmIYn3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/vsFyf8SBS_U/s400/STC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mon ex-libris gravé la calligraphie chinoise..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaAO2IYn1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/w3KoRNVQiBk/s1600-h/STD_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104408220208242514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaAO2IYn1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/w3KoRNVQiBk/s400/STD_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sa boîte......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ9NWIYnyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8HBv5VnXl2k/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104404895903555362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ9NWIYnyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8HBv5VnXl2k/s400/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ-6mIYn0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hrS2-C4jHuI/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104406772804263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtZ-6mIYn0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/hrS2-C4jHuI/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-129891219944134068?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/129891219944134068/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=129891219944134068&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/129891219944134068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/129891219944134068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/mes-rcoltes-rcent.html' title='Mes récoltes récents'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RtaMM2IYoAI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KKfvsikoO_A/s72-c/STB_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-3885203534128389336</id><published>2007-08-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:58:59.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un rempli week-end</title><content type='html'>Avec mes amis,Vivian et Nan. On venait au martché des antiqués -----Panjiayuan.C'est un endroit célèbre à Békin en raison d'une grande assemblage des articles démodés et ornements variés, encore bien sûr un bon marché à prix réduit aux ce qu'on a choisi!&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMr8WX_bZTU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sMr8WX_bZTU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI251I1NMgc"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iI251I1NMgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On était chez moi.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odUFUU8Sokg"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odUFUU8Sokg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soir on allait cette région de bar -----HouHai.C'est là qu'li y a bcp des bars et restaurents en entourent un lac et le HuTong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OStg73ffZXM"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OStg73ffZXM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-3885203534128389336?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/3885203534128389336/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=3885203534128389336&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3885203534128389336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/3885203534128389336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/une-renpli-week-end.html' title='Un rempli week-end'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8611678966641876532</id><published>2007-08-23T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:50:31.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoué</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s320/IMG_0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101755450837737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Temple de YongHe Palais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s1600-h/IMG_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Elles folâtraient devant leur stand. ca a l'air  rigolo. Les  bouddhas  se mettraient en colère non?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8611678966641876532?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8611678966641876532/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8611678966641876532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8611678966641876532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8611678966641876532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/foltraient.html' title='Enjoué'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rs0TjWIYnqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/_UgiRRkrxO8/s72-c/IMG_0207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-8830019139394689024</id><published>2007-08-21T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:54:45.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un autre sens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s1600-h/20060917230518t9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s320/20060917230518t9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101037572824014434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;798 quartier         artistique. A P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="cara"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;kin. Devant un studio priv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="cara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans cette bande de l'art,on passe bien &lt;/span&gt;à la mode&lt;span class="cara"&gt; une manière &lt;/span&gt;        comique qui pénètre aux status,peintures et autres &lt;span class="syno"&gt;matériel&lt;/span&gt;s .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-8830019139394689024?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/8830019139394689024/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=8830019139394689024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8830019139394689024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/8830019139394689024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-autre-sens.html' title='Un autre sens'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsqGpWIYnmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/D3Iitm8ivqY/s72-c/20060917230518t9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5061280121823806847</id><published>2007-08-13T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:34:24.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un endroit tranquille-----SoutCheou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s1600-h/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098115224692714578" style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 199px" height="206" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s320/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.17u.com/uploadfile/2005/10/24/3/2005102412063147450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://www.17u.com/uploadfile/2005/10/24/3/2005102412063147450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;La ville : SoutCheou. Au centre. Un théâtre en plein vent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le théâtre folklorique de soutcheou est à la une longue existence qui compte sur les passions publiques. Comme l'existence de l'opéra de Beijing a Pékin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAmES_R7GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BG87V7qn_sc/s1600-h/SuZhouVieux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098116633441987682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAmES_R7GI/AAAAAAAAAGs/BG87V7qn_sc/s320/SuZhouVieux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;La ville : SoutCheou. En banlieue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aime son sourire où exsite une énergie vraie.:)On se bavarde quelques phrases......Leur enfant ont la quitté déjà pour dans la grande ville chercher à gagner leur vie. Dans cette petite village, les vieillards se voit fréquemment en se réunissant un rond animé.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5061280121823806847?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5061280121823806847/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5061280121823806847&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5061280121823806847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5061280121823806847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/un-endroit-tranquille.html' title='Un endroit tranquille-----SoutCheou'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RsAkyS_R7FI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cHi3jUCo39Y/s72-c/SuZhouXiYuan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-415902639338912620</id><published>2007-08-10T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:14:58.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temps heureux et Moment triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s400/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096960690238909378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dans un restaurant thaïlandais, la rue WangFuJing. (Photo : Hidde)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehco et moi, on ne revoit qu'une fois en face à face par un an car elle s'installe en Pays-Bas en ce moment. Mais l'amitié profonde dont  à la pronenance de  la vie         scolaire d'autrefois ensemble n'avait pas arreté à la suite de cette distance loitaine.Ce qu'on appelle l'amitié,qui est bien qu'un coeur se loge dedans deux crop? Plus possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwWbi_R69I/AAAAAAAAAFk/YD72pXeitkg/s1600-h/pollution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwWbi_R69I/AAAAAAAAAFk/YD72pXeitkg/s400/pollution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096973540781059026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Une grande pollution de méromicte plus grave en Chine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur la photo gauche où se présente l'apparance  l'algues bleues éclaté  à la cause de la pollution         industrielle. Ce grand lac intérieur de sud,TaiHu, qui appartient &lt;span class="eg"&gt;à &lt;/span&gt;quelques villes industrielles sud importantes où GDP de chaque  habitant avait augmenté arriver de 5000 à 10000 dollars. Mais maintenant leur vie quotidienne étaient menacé car l'eau courante au défaut! Bien sûr la belle paysage (la photo droite) était disparu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwity_R6-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2rmmhTEt2AE/s1600-h/Accident.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwity_R6-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/2rmmhTEt2AE/s400/Accident.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096987048453204962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;69 mineurs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="eg"&gt;réussissaient à &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;passer 76 heures que le plus lent dans leur vie dessous houillère&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ils avaient bien de la chance dans ce accident que se passait dans une grande houillère de la province HeNan. Du 29 juillet au 1 août, trois jours particuli&lt;span class="syno"&gt;è&lt;/span&gt;res qui seraient gravés toujour aux leur memoir evidment. Heureusement des nos jours jousqu'a maintenant c'est un unique accidant que n'avoir pas la mort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwq7S_R6_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xu2zBGdDX2A/s1600-h/Cadeau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/Rrwq7S_R6_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xu2zBGdDX2A/s400/Cadeau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096996076474461170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Un des  heureux gagants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;En juillet, nous organisions un petit concours à l'occasion du premier anniversaire du &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://lemondedetitus.blogs.letelegramme.com/archive/2007/07/14/premier-anniversaire-%C3%A0-l-heure-du-tirage-au-sort-%C3%A0-titusvill.html" target="_blank"&gt;Monde de Titus&lt;/a&gt;. Heureusment, j'ai obtenu une chance dans un jeu en gagnant un cadeau, une &lt;/strong&gt;casquette bretonne,&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; sous les pattes de Titus...J'ai pris &lt;/strong&gt;une photo  dans les rues de Pékin pour rester un instant joyeux.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwzNC_R7AI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZQ9lK9k2e0/s1600-h/mort+de+realisateur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwzNC_R7AI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_ZQ9lK9k2e0/s400/mort+de+realisateur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097005177510161410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Morts des deux grands realisateurs         européenne provoquaient ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;En chine dans le cercle de         cinéphile, si  un personne ne connait pas bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;Michelangelo Antonioni et Ingmar Bergman, il ne pourrait pas être ganganer un certain dédain. Surtout au Michelangelo  Antonioni, il devenaint même un  sympol qui presentait les films &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;à la        valeur artistique...enfin c'est une phénomène insolite car l'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;poque esht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tique dont &lt;/span&gt;nous attache  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;tait fini et perdu la signification realis&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é pour notre le cas d'esprit actuel. Et &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="font5"&gt;Ingmar Bergman, ses sens des films qui plus attachaient les attantions des intellectuelles chinois....&lt;/span&gt;à la suite de leur mort, les varié journals  sont assez dynamique pour rester les article m&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt;morables...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-415902639338912620?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/415902639338912620/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=415902639338912620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/415902639338912620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/415902639338912620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/temps-heureux.html' title='Temps heureux et Moment triste'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrwKvi_R68I/AAAAAAAAAFc/7nIGRWmy2k0/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-7160911241641132145</id><published>2007-08-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T15:10:04.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les coupables dehors la grande mur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s1600-h/FanRen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094016773625342898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s400/FanRen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Journal:《Southern Weekly》&lt;p&gt;Temps: 2.8.2007 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le 27 juillet 2007, A pékin un certain quartier , une foules de personne spéciale que être entrain de subir sa condamnation dehors leur prison ont restés ensemble le souvenir par cette photo particulière après avoir visiter le travail d'intérêt général que le quartier avait organisé. Pour protéger leur secrets personelles, le journaliste a préparé spécialement les masques &lt;opéra&gt;quand leur prenant les images.&lt;/opéra&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-7160911241641132145?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/7160911241641132145/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=7160911241641132145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7160911241641132145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/7160911241641132145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/08/les-coubaples-dehors-la-grande-mur.html' title='Les coupables dehors la grande mur'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RrGVRC_R67I/AAAAAAAAAFU/qCTrcTybVbs/s72-c/FanRen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-5521714819802059653</id><published>2007-07-23T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T15:09:57.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les orphelins à ShangHai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s1600-h/orphelins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090282389755784098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s400/orphelins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-5521714819802059653?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/5521714819802059653/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=5521714819802059653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5521714819802059653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/5521714819802059653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/lorphelins-shanghainois.html' title='Les orphelins à ShangHai'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqRQ3S_R66I/AAAAAAAAAFM/qpJ8zsC6R38/s72-c/orphelins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2300813232604045896.post-6655764584214935076</id><published>2007-07-23T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:37:59.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L'inondation en Chine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s1600-h/Catastrophe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090259935666760594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s400/Catastrophe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La revue: 《SanLian hebdomadaire de vie》&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le temps: 23.7.2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sur la photo: Un agriculteur à la station dans sa terre du maïs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La grande inondation envahi la rivière Huai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La rivière Huai partant de la montagne TongBo de la province HeNan, qui marche du west à l'est, en balancant un petit détour cependant que l'entrée à la province AnHui, où le courant torrentueux du amont commence au calme du cours moyen. La barrage de Wang par conséquent qui a été nomé"La première barrage sur Haui" et "Le premier baromètre du protection contre les crues". Et en Juillet cette année, la rivière Huai s'était passé le second rang inondation d'impluvium depuis en 1954. A 12 heures 28 du matin &lt;la&gt;&lt;la&gt;du 10 juillet, facant du sommet de l'inondation qui avait surpassé le niveau assuré de l'eau normal -----soit 0.18 mètre, La barrage de Wang qui s'était ouvert pour relâcher les grandes eaux......Ensuite 18 dix mille champs qui devenaient un grand océan......3684 agriculteurs ont été transférés à l'urgente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;le 12 juillet, le journaliste venu la région MengWa où amassait l'eau inondation, qui observait de près les villages dans les quelles qu'il y avait un immense enveloppement, trouvait pour ces foules paysannes qui vivent toujour au bord de l'innondation: la facteur géographique congénitale et la situation  anthropique acquis  modelaient de nouveau leur grades existants......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2300813232604045896-6655764584214935076?l=noteretexister.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/feeds/6655764584214935076/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2300813232604045896&amp;postID=6655764584214935076&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6655764584214935076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2300813232604045896/posts/default/6655764584214935076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noteretexister.blogspot.com/2007/07/linondation-en-chine.html' title='L&apos;inondation en Chine'/><author><name>CertaineIsabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180023578882911184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04195311886210675956'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tT0NEMLFLE0/RqQ8cS_R65I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Tp2lrzLl23s/s72-c/Catastrophe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>