22 Total Quotes

Wang Wei Quotes

Insurance, as a means of economic compensation, has always played an important role in ensuring the safe operation of an Olympic Games.
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#Compensation

He plays very hard all the time. Sometimes, a play he makes will inspire the whole team.
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#Hard

Becoming the official domestic beer sponsor of the Beijing 2008 Olympic <br/> Games constitutes an important step for the Beijing Yanjing Brewery Co Ltd to <br/> make itself an international brand name in the beer brewing industry worldwide,
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#Olympic Games

Tsingtao beer, a <br/> hundred-year old brand name, has made great contributions to the cultural <br/> exchanges between China and the rest of the world in the past century. With <br/> Tsingtao Beer set to actively sponsor and support the Beijing Games, we feel <br/> more confident of running a successful Games.
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#Games #China #Beijing

Tsingtao Beer, a hundred-year old brand name, has made great contributions <br/> to the cultural exchanges between China and the restof the world in the past <br/> century,
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#China

With presitgious enterprises such as Tsingtao Beer to activelysponsor and <br/> support the Beijing 2008 Olympic Games, we feel more confident of running a <br/> successful games.
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#Olympic Games

Under the crescent moon a light autumn dew Has chilled the robe she will not change -- And she touches a silver lute all night, Afraid to go back to her empty room.
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#Autumn #Short

White rocks jutting from Ching stream The weather's cold, red leaves few No rain at all on the paths in the hills Clothes are wet with the blue air.
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#Short

Sometimes I'd walk, walk far from home, the things I've seen, and I alone.
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#Short

A red berry grows in the south country -- The boughs are full of them when spring arrives. Gather some, I pray, and fill your pockets -- These are the best forget-me-knots!
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#Short

You also come from my home town, You must know all the home town news. At dawn, before the silken window, Is it too cold for plum blossom to show?
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#Short

When he was a youth of fifteen or twenty, He chased a wild horse, he caught him and rode him, He shot the white-browed mountain tiger, He defied the yellow-bristled Horseman of Ye. Fighting single- handed for a thous
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#Retirement

I sit along in the dark bamboo grove, Playing the zither and whistling long. In this deep wood no one would know - Only the bright moon comes to shine.
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#Short

I can never see my old friend again-- The river Han still streams to the east I might question some old man of his place-- River and hills--empty is Tsaichou.
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#Short

Round a turn of the Qin Fortress winds the Wei River, And Yellow Mountain foot-hills enclose the Court of China; Past the South Gate willows comes the Car of Many Bells On the upper Palace-Garden Road-a solid length of blossom; A Forbidden City roof holds two phoenixes in cloud; The foliage of spring shelters multitudes from rain; And now, when the heavens are propitious for action, Here is our Emperor ready-no wasteful wanderer.
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#Spring

The limpid river, past its bushes Running slowly as my chariot, Becomes a fellow voyager Returning home with the evening birds. A ruined city-wall overtops an old ferry, Autumn sunset floods the peaks. ...Far away, beside Mount Song, I shall close my door and be at peace.
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#Home

In a happy reign there should be no hermits; The wise and able should consult together.... So you, a man of the eastern mountains, Gave up your life of picking herbs And came all the way to the Gate of Gold -- But you found your devotion unavailing. ...To spend the Day of No Fire on one of the southern rivers, You have mended your spring clothes here in these northern cities. I pour you the farewell wine as you set out from the capital -- Soon I shall be left behind here by my bosomfriend. In your sail-boat of sweet cinnamon-wood You will float again toward your own thatch door, Led along by distant trees To a sunset shining on a far-away town. ...What though your purpose happened to fail, Doubt not that some of us can hear high music.
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#Home

Spring pond deep and wide Time for the vessel's return Slow the duckweed flows together Willows draw them apart again
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#Short

Weicheng morning rain moisten light dust Visitor house green green willow colour new Urge gentleman further finish one cup alcohol West outside Y
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#Short