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Middle school history textbooks, China is the home of a currency note, produced from the Northern Song dynasty (1023 years) of the child is the world's oldest notes, 600 Europe for many years.

中学历史课本上说，中国是纸币的故乡，产生于北宋时期(1023年)的交子是世界上最早的纸币，比欧洲早600多年。

Name: Maria, Sex: female, Age: 14, Constellation: striker Block, Blood type: B - Place of Birth: Hangu, Interests: reading, Back creation, Features: concert, Character: patience, optimism, savvy, moderate, Hope that the future: designer, Idol: Oriental God, Cang, Like a flower: daisy, cherry tree, Favorite food: love, Respect for the people: parents, Oriental God, Cang, Good at sports: basketball, Favorite song:"Forever Love" and "Rising Sun" Like numbers: 2,7, Favorite color: black, white, blue, purple.

姓名：Maria，性别：女，年龄：14，星座：射手座，血型： B型，出生地：汉沽，兴趣：看小说，听歌，创作，特长：演唱，性格：有耐心，乐观，善解人意，温和，将来希望：服装设计师，偶像：东方神起，沧月，喜欢的花：雏菊，樱花，喜欢的食物：都喜欢，尊重的人：父母，东方神起，沧月，擅长的运动：篮球，喜欢的歌曲：《Forever Love》《Rising Sun》，喜欢的数字：2，7，喜欢的颜色：黑色，白色，蓝色，紫色。

One last element in the drawing, the string of cash, suggests a different connection with the dragon-horse, for yansheng qian 厌胜钱, or money with auspicious powers to overcome evil, was in the Song dynasty known as 龙马钱, or dragon-horse money.

此画中的另一个重要构成是用绳索串起来的硬币，可能另有深意，即具有驱恶压邪吉兆之力的厌胜钱，在宋代被称为龙马钱。

China has a long and venerable tradition of indulging its rulers' artistic endeavours – from the sensitive emperor aesthetes of the Song dynasty to the artistic ambitions of Madame Chiang Kai-Shek, whose husband lost China to the Communists in 1949 but who was always able to find buyers for her watercolours.

中国长久以来就拥有容许其统治者进行艺术尝试的威严传统——从感情细腻的宋朝君主的唯美主义，到宋美龄(Madame Chiang Kai-Shek)的艺术抱负。宋美龄丈夫在1949年被共产党打败，逃离了中国大陆，但她总能找到买家购买她的水彩画。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当夜间的水气用诗歌的外衣覆盖住河岸时，河岸就像披着面纱般。破旧的房屋在昏暗的天空下消失不见了，高耸的烟囱变成了希腊神殿，仓库成了夜晚的宫殿，整个城市悬居在空中，仙境就在我们面前----旅人快步往家赶；上班的人和学生们，博学和玩乐的人们在他们停止去看的那一刻开始就停止了理解，而自然，如果说曾唱过歌的话，那就是独独向艺术家，她的儿子及主宰者一展过那美妙的歌喉---对她的儿子是因为他爱她，对它的主宰者是因为他了解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

到了晚上，薄雾用诗歌穿上了一层面纱，矮小的建筑迷失在昏暗的天空下，高大的烟囱变得更加突兀，仓库置于夜色中，整个城市悬挂在天空中，所谓的人间仙境就在我们眼前——旅客也因此加快了回家了脚步；无论是工人、知识分子，还是哲人或者消遣的人，都停止了思考，仿佛他们已经不再看得到。这一次自然唱得是那么优美动听，她为艺术家一人唱着优美的歌曲。把他当做她的孩子，她的家长——之所以说她的孩子是因为他爱她，而说是她的家长是因为他懂她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当傍晚的薄雾诗意般的笼罩着河畔，就像罩着一层薄纱，落寞的大楼在阴暗的天空中迷失了自我，高高耸立的烟囱如同一座钟鼓楼，在夜色中，仓库也如同宫殿般华丽，整个城市悬挂在天空中，一片神奇的土地展现于眼前，然后一个徒步旅行者急着赶回家，一个工作狂，也是一个文人，一个智者，也是一个充满乐趣的人。不要去伤脑筋了。不要去想了，自然正在她自己的音调在歌唱，对艺术家唱着她美妙的歌曲，她歌唱她的孩子和知己，爱着她的孩子，懂她的知己。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当旁晚的迷雾以其柔纱般的诗意笼罩着河边，破旧的建筑消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱变成了一座座孤立的钟楼，大大小小的仓库恍如夜色间的宫殿，整个城市悬在了空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前，那时候，路上的人们匆匆赶路回家；劳动者和文化人，智者和浪子，认为他们深入观察，他们也就不能理解，而只在此时才开始歌唱的大自然便把自己美妙的歌唱给艺术家---她的儿子和她的主人；说他是儿子是因为他爱她，说他是主人是因为他理解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当傍晚的迷雾用它薄纱般的诗意笼罩着河岸，古老的建筑迷失在朦胧的天空，高耸的烟囱幻化成一座座孤立的钟楼，林林总总的仓库就像夜里的宫殿整个城市都悬挂在了天空中，宛如仙境展现在我们眼前，在那时，路上的行人匆匆地赶回家；劳动者和文人，智者和浪子，他们视而不见，自然也就不能理解，而只在此时才开始歌唱的大自然便把自己美妙的歌曲献给了艺术家们——她的儿子和她的主人；说他是儿子是因为他爱她，说他是主人是因为他理解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us -- then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master - her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

每当傍晚，那富有诗意的迷雾便如面纱一般笼罩着溪边，陈旧的房屋消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱犹似一座座钟楼，幢幢库房恍如夜间的宫殿，整座城市悬在空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前。此时此刻，路上的行人匆匆赶路回家，无论是劳动者还是饱读经书者，智慧者还是寻求乐趣者，只因为他们再也看不见什么，也就不能有所理解。而这时已经开始歌唱的大自然便把自己微妙的歌唱给艺术家，他既是她的儿子也是她的主人。说是她的儿子是因为爱他，说是她的主人是因为理解他。

Breath, muscle contraction of the buttocks; arch body, as far as possible to hold his head, right leg straight towards the ceiling (peg-leg knee in order to avoid muscle tension).

呼气，收缩臀部肌肉；拱起身体，尽量抬起头来，右腿伸直朝向天花板（膝微屈，以避免肌肉紧张）。

The cost of moving grain food products was unchanged from May, but year over year are up 8%.

粮食产品的运输费用与5月份相比没有变化，但却比去年同期高8％。