<?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-7865055310845858256</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:57:27.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret magic</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-744022285141984991</id><published>2007-12-06T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:52.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>white gold---snow</title><content type='html'>It's really normal for the people here to see snow. It was snowing so heavily that I had never seen in my life before. This is the first time I'm so close to another message from the sky. I never forget that when I was in my high school, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1jtRcChzXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O5WK2bEcCWI/s1600-h/snow-scene_original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141119858483776882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1jtRcChzXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O5WK2bEcCWI/s320/snow-scene_original.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;once snow gave all the students a surprise, even there was just a little in grass and trees. We collected as much snow as we can to throw and created snowmen. It was a fantastic time in my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not dispute its invitation, I went outside, and played it with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and pure, with it in my hands, I learned the meaning of winter again: It is a chance to come back to your childhood again, find out the real person you are instead of the you which is mixed the sociability from this complex human world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back to the origial heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-744022285141984991?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/744022285141984991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=744022285141984991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/744022285141984991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/744022285141984991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/12/white-gold-snow.html' title='white gold---snow'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1jtRcChzXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O5WK2bEcCWI/s72-c/snow-scene_original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-1339549434109311874</id><published>2007-12-06T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:52.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>men and women</title><content type='html'>This is a topic which can never be got to be agreement between both men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sence and Sensibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, men and women use different points of views and ways to solve problems. Women are easily controlled by sensibility, but most men usually choose sense instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a difference in the connection of sensibility and body. For most women, the distance between these two can be very close, even a mixture. However, for some men, the separation can be so large that the two can never touch each other, it’s just like the body is the home of the spirit, but the spirit isn’t always at home. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140779216037596514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1e3dcChzWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NsRrLkk6GPs/s320/women-power_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The topic of women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The topic of women is men’s favorite forever. The men like that topic best can be divided into two groups: one is made up by the men who admire women a lot, the other is formed by the men who hate women most. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-1339549434109311874?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/1339549434109311874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=1339549434109311874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/1339549434109311874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/1339549434109311874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/12/men-and-women.html' title='men and women'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1e3dcChzWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NsRrLkk6GPs/s72-c/women-power_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-1584794610567397527</id><published>2007-12-05T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:53.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love is real, but hardly can be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I always doubt wheter the love exists. Is love just an imaging product of literature and entertainment ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140763212989451602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1eo58ChzVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mYh5gU0KiMg/s320/abstract-life-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my opinion, at first, the "love" between two people is just passion. And with the time passing, the long "love" turns to be a relationship which is like your parents and you. In that time, the two people get together, they support each other in the spirit and normal life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe the love is a perfect relationship human beings try to have. Of course, the " love" which just include passion, lost, happiness or fillip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe the true love is the easiest and the most complex thing in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's simple, because it has the pure feeling without any purposes, such as fortune, sex, and power.&lt;br /&gt;It's complex, because it needs responsbility from each other to hold this kingdom and from the harm and being betrayed. And it also needs respect from each other to keep the individual independence in the spirit and style of life way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-1584794610567397527?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/1584794610567397527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=1584794610567397527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/1584794610567397527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/1584794610567397527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/12/meaning-of-love.html' title='The meaning of love'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1eo58ChzVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mYh5gU0KiMg/s72-c/abstract-life-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-5103762793007928262</id><published>2007-11-30T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:53.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding day</title><content type='html'>This is the first American wedding I have here. It's lucy that I just doign some surveys about the comparation of American and Chinese traditional wedding. Although I knew some customs of American wedding before, but this experience also surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In the church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb53aa8ba82b5a27" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb53aa8ba82b5a27%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720472%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C374F3260D4BCF7FA674D94C14D72B8745F151.4F526833C2B8B3E67A22E17DDB1A5912554CEA6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb53aa8ba82b5a27%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPmdbP-pok3TR2vfHQY6j2iGxHZY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb53aa8ba82b5a27%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331720472%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C374F3260D4BCF7FA674D94C14D72B8745F151.4F526833C2B8B3E67A22E17DDB1A5912554CEA6A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb53aa8ba82b5a27%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPmdbP-pok3TR2vfHQY6j2iGxHZY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the new couple standed in the front of the church, a promise was created and songs gave them God's and people's best wishes. I believed that time may be their happiest time in their whole lives. I was there and enjoyed the feeling of love and sanctity. The wedding wasn't a wedding anymore, it was like a perfect relationship which was showed by human's "love".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;In the wedding dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Being around with my friends, I didn't feel lonely because of being so different from others. The hall was mixed by the light and shadow of the dark, with the sound from talking and pinano, I was shocked by the power of destiny, maybe it was a chance or a meet in a normal life, but I really appreciate that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140746694545231154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1eZ4cChzTI/AAAAAAAAADs/sNHaLWnejiI/s320/DSC08674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Who comes from the farthest place?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Durning the dinner, the spokeman asked all guests a question " who comes from the farthest place?" And he wanted to thank the all guests who were from so many places. " Florida !" someone answered. That time I was still in my thought, my friend Ashley reminded me to rise my hand, " China !" I answered. Everyone was laughing, I was attracted by all the people. " Is there anyone from the farther place than China? " the spokeman said. Another friend Nicole answered," Jupital !" I really thanked her and thanked everyone, because at first, I thought I was just a pawwing traveller, but I could feel I was inside the whole love that time, I was really in there.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1eTzsChzRI/AAAAAAAAADc/82t5r-HZQ7M/s1600-h/DSC08674.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know it's philistine to say that it's an unforgetable experience in my life, but I can't find other words to describe my appreciation. That's the lucky life I have now !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/7865055310845858256-5103762793007928262?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cb53aa8ba82b5a27&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/5103762793007928262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=5103762793007928262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/5103762793007928262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/5103762793007928262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding-day.html' title='wedding day'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1eZ4cChzTI/AAAAAAAAADs/sNHaLWnejiI/s72-c/DSC08674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-3603949908616269794</id><published>2007-11-27T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:54.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go through the light and the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0zFCQesDII/AAAAAAAAADE/Ykr_Q_PeOLk/s1600-h/picband10213_56818_blackfridaylogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137697917496986754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0zFCQesDII/AAAAAAAAADE/Ykr_Q_PeOLk/s320/picband10213_56818_blackfridaylogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many shops open at 0:00 on the friday after Thanksgiving Day, and many goods are on sale. That's the tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my friday's car, we were on the way to Michigan city. That was 11: 45pm on thurday, and it was also the first night I spent outside. To be honest, I have little interest in shopping. But the special experience I'd like to have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0zX-wesDJI/AAAAAAAAADM/WJiwUwXMuXs/s1600-h/MoonFlip.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137718748088372370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0zX-wesDJI/AAAAAAAAADM/WJiwUwXMuXs/s320/MoonFlip.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The moon here is so different from it in my hometown. It was so full and big that night, through the window of the car, I could feel I was attracted to its light, it seemed to be a "black hole", a bright one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the shopping, with the song named "when I believe", the sunshine came into the car, it was like the first sunshine in my heart, then I believed having a whole day is a deep and dumb instinctive affinity, an inexplicable emothion seizing the heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-3603949908616269794?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/3603949908616269794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=3603949908616269794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3603949908616269794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3603949908616269794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/11/go-through-light-and-night.html' title='Go through the light and the night'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0zFCQesDII/AAAAAAAAADE/Ykr_Q_PeOLk/s72-c/picband10213_56818_blackfridaylogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-7010026112074467733</id><published>2007-11-27T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:54.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0yNzAesDHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nIQVaTJgXfM/s1600-h/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137637182364454002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0yNzAesDHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nIQVaTJgXfM/s320/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard that Thanksgiving Day is the third big festival which follows by Christmas and National Day. This is my first Tanksgiving day in the U.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first, that was the honor be showed to Indians by people from the May Flower Ship, but it also teaches people to show and know this basic sense about thanking to the nature who gives you air, water, food, and place to live and the people who helped or is helping you through difficulties, the people who leading you to a better life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Family Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Luckily I was invited to a family dinner on Thanksgiving Day with my firend Nicole's whole family. Her family is a huge one, there were over 100 people there, because the host was her grandmother, and her grandmother's brothers' and sisters' familie&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1ekacChzUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YDoIskS0VAo/s1600-h/DSC08614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140758273777061186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R1ekacChzUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YDoIskS0VAo/s320/DSC08614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s came to this dinner too. Durning the dinner, I could see this big family enjoying a big family party. Maybe they just have own lives in normal days, but I respect the power which got them together, is it the power of the same blood, the same family name, or just a traditional form? Anyway, I liked the feeling when we were eating or playing table games after dinner. It just liked that the time was slow drown, I found that sharing time with people was one of the most amazing mysteries in the world, because when you are there, you can see, hear, and feel complex information from all around you, and you are the center, even you are a stranger. However, was there everyone finding they were completely in a happiness which we considerd to be? No one knows the answer. Let me give my appreciation to the chance of feeling as one member in a family.&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/7865055310845858256-7010026112074467733?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/7010026112074467733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=7010026112074467733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/7010026112074467733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/7010026112074467733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/R0yNzAesDHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nIQVaTJgXfM/s72-c/thanksgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-6694264900377030084</id><published>2007-11-05T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:54.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the highest substantial fortune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/RzATFrXfyPI/AAAAAAAAACs/dj3RmZUS6Vo/s1600-h/2005711224954655.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;peace &amp;amp; health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The peace is the highest substantial fortune of the whole society. And the health is the highest substantial fortune of human beings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my wish about the fortune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Living in a peace world, having a healthy body, enjoying a normal life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-6694264900377030084?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/6694264900377030084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=6694264900377030084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/6694264900377030084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/6694264900377030084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/11/highest-substantial-fortune.html' title='the highest substantial fortune'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-928147695690972526</id><published>2007-11-04T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:20:30.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be alone</title><content type='html'>when people are alone, they have three kinds of conditions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they are missing, and the only thing in their hearts is escapong from beong alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, they are learning to adapt to be lonely, and they will read some books and wirte or something else instead of being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, they translate the lonely feeling to be a creation, which is about the deep thought and experience of antity, life and themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-928147695690972526?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/928147695690972526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=928147695690972526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/928147695690972526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/928147695690972526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-be-alone.html' title='to be alone'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-5373728878823111464</id><published>2007-10-30T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the page turner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/RyeUXrXfyNI/AAAAAAAAACc/_VJa0EuPYRg/s1600-h/the+page+turner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the story of the movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A ten-year-old Melanie sees her childhood dreams of becoming a professional musician, but in a competition, a famous concert pianist who is her examer distracted her by signing an autograph. with the dream died, she decided to &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/RyeVAbXfyOI/AAAAAAAAACk/rubhYYFx6l4/s1600-h/the+page+turner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;never touch piano again.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/RztVCPhu5AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-thAK3Rpo5M/s1600-h/page01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132789697334928386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/RztVCPhu5AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-thAK3Rpo5M/s320/page01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 years later, fateful slight, shy, quiet Mélanie was working as an intern for the law firm, because of the trust from her boss, he hired her as a governess to his son, and also he hope she can help his wife who is a pianist and suffered a car accident few years ago that she had some psychological troubles to perform.With the knowledge of piano Melanie had before, she became a good assistant as a page turner of the pianist. The pianist got a big success in a concert with Melanie's help, and the pianist began to rely on her. After that, when the pianist was singing an autograph for others, she went away. At last, the pianist found her, however, Melanie gave her a kiss which mixed love and hate. In the next big comeback concert, Melanie went away, and the pianist failed the perform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, the pianist forgave her, she gave her an autograph with the words " I love you, Melanie. You changed my life..." before Melanie left, but Melanie didn't bring it away and put that in her boss's room. when the pinanist's husband came to her with the autograph, she suddenly found out that her career and family were broken. The pinanist is that examer who broke Melanie's dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Melanie was walking on the street with a satisied smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my feeling with the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is one of my favorite movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This movie ask a deeper question, when you face the situation which has both love and hate, which one do you choose? The character of human beings is complex, under the cold face of Melanie, she also wants to give herself a excause to forgive the pianist, in the conflict of love and hate, she finally chooses hate. I really like that kiss after the first successful perform, it's the last kiss which shows Melanie's respects to the pinanist, it also means the beginning of soft vengeance, I believe this kind of vengeance is the most harmful to others' feeling, because it's sellout, especially being betrayed by the person you trust and love most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-5373728878823111464?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/5373728878823111464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=5373728878823111464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-3714439618945768080</id><published>2007-09-29T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:37:19.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for the birds</title><content type='html'>Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feather are just too bright.&lt;br /&gt;But life always needs bright colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49561fef814a9622" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-3877943478802376120</id><published>2007-09-26T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:27:55.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The angel of  the music-----Maksim</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The introduction of Maksim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maksim Mrvica is a popular pianist from Croatia. Maksim was spotted by the musician, author and manager Tonci Hujilc, who composed several tracks for the crossover string quartet, bond, and it was Tonči who put Mrvica in touch with British impresario Mel Bush. &lt;a title="EMI" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/EMI"&gt;EMI&lt;/a&gt; Classics was also interested in Mrvica and soon a new album was underway. This album was &lt;a title="The Piano Player (album)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Piano_Player_(album)"&gt;The Piano Player&lt;/a&gt;, which gave a new spin to compositions by &lt;a title="George Frideric Handel" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Frideric_Handel"&gt;Handel&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a title="Frédéric Chopin" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/FrÃ©dÃ©ric_Chopin"&gt;Chopin&lt;/a&gt;. There are his other&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/Rvq8Lb9IlpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_y44nkK6Dhc/s1600-h/maksim_mrvica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114607231501375122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/Rvq8Lb9IlpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_y44nkK6Dhc/s200/maksim_mrvica.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; albums :&lt;br /&gt;1999 – &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gestures &lt;/span&gt;(album) (Lisinski Studios)&lt;br /&gt;2003 – &lt;a title="The Piano Player (album)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Piano_Player_(album)"&gt;The Piano Player&lt;/a&gt; (EMI)&lt;br /&gt;2004 – &lt;a title="Variations Part I&amp;amp;II" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Variations_Part_I&amp;amp;II"&gt;Variations Part I&amp;amp;II&lt;/a&gt; (EMI)&lt;br /&gt;2005 – &lt;a title="A New World" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_New_World"&gt;A New World&lt;/a&gt; (EMI)&lt;br /&gt;2006 – &lt;a title="Electrik" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electrik"&gt;Electrik&lt;/a&gt; (EMI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;About me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I played piano for about 6 years since I was 8 years old. I remembered during that time,I hated playing piano at all, because it costed my playing time. But with Maksim's performance, I found the real meaning of the piano. It looks like a leader to lead me to the paradise of freedom and the art of music. I really like the songs from Maksim, it's useful to give me the feeling of peace and passion of enjoying life. By the way, I always image that I could be him, being in the music; showing other people how wonderful it is; seeing playing piano as my career. Although Maksim is very famous in the world and he has added the pop music to the classical aera, I will never see him as a fashion star, he is always the angel of piano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-3877943478802376120?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/3877943478802376120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=3877943478802376120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3877943478802376120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3877943478802376120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/09/angle-of-music-maksim.html' title='The angel of  the music-----Maksim'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HcGXOIAtoUo/Rvq8Lb9IlpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_y44nkK6Dhc/s72-c/maksim_mrvica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865055310845858256.post-3008799677494928821</id><published>2007-09-05T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:26:20.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the things go to the secret area where you will find your feeling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in paradise, but now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're part of something. And if you find that moment, it lasts forever. Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, and enjoy your life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7865055310845858256-3008799677494928821?l=vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/feeds/3008799677494928821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7865055310845858256&amp;postID=3008799677494928821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3008799677494928821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865055310845858256/posts/default/3008799677494928821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vicking-secretmagic.blogspot.com/2007/09/in-dream.html' title='in the dream'/><author><name>vicking</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12510466899553445779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
