In a recent issue of “the girl stood my house” program, Xu Haiqiao personally went to the xin wu home, meet her to see the doctor of traditional Chinese medic

ine, on the road, don’t forget to “confessions” xin wu, said he has been watching xin wu.

  Xu Haiqiao also praised xin wu dance well, said he saw xin wu attended the “101”

rogram.Xin wu has been praised all sorry, although xin wu were knocked out in th

e third period, but Xu Haiqiao wit said he just read the first two period, give Xu Haiqiao high eq thumb up.

  Xu Haiqiao also sent xin wu favorite lego, lego xin wu received, especially happy.Since two people have the same inter

ests and hobbies, two people together the possibility of small make up speculation.

  After xin wu to TCM pavilion, Xu Haiqiao sat silently beside watching xin wu dynamic.When xin wu said himself sofa will b

e able to sleep, the doctor said xin wu will grow polyps, Xu Haiqiao had taken after a face of concern.

  The thoughtful Xu Haiqiao bought xin wu, brown sugar and milk tea Xu Haiqiao must have a heart seven artful and ex

quisite, so understand the girls also so close, anyway, small make up for this boy has no resistance.

  After watching the doctor of tradit

ional Chinese medicine xin wu, please Xu Haiqiao eating in western restaurants.Looked at the exquisite dish

es, beautiful and handsome and pretty girl too, she and male master date in

the movie, the same.Small make up wish xin wu finally can and Xu Haiqiao toget

her, after all, such a sweet boy, country and regardless of the distribution.

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The 9-month-old child had a 42-degree fever and his mother refused to take leave from work.

She had to be absent from work. On January 9, a breastfeeding woman’s “rights protection” information sparked a heated discussion on Dalian’s local social platform. On Janu

ary 10, the reporter contacted the parties involved in the incident and the leaders of his unit and restored the whole story.

Children with high fever were refused leave of absence

There are three pictures circulating on the social platform

The first is a screenshot of the dialogue between Xiao Wang’s group leader and his supervisor.

The content shows that Xiaowang’s team leader asked the supervisor for leave after receiving the phone call. The supervisor responde

d that her child was ill. I understand the situation very well, but I can’t grant the leave. I hope she understands that the company has rules and regulations. You can send her my original words.

The second is a screenshot of the direct dialogue between Xiao Wang and his supervisor.

Supervisor: We understand your child is sick, but if you ask for leave again and again, the company’s manpower needs will be too tight to coo

rdinate, and I hope you can understand the company, and work in accordance with the company’s rules and regulations, hard.

Xiao Wang replies, “My child has a 42 degree fever. Do you feel at ease at work? The baby is breast-feeding for nine months?”

Response from the supervisor: Understand you, but work and family must be coordinated, so leave can not be approved, sorry.

This matter was published through the account of blogger Dalian Cheng. The third picture is a screenshot of the dialogue between Xiao Wang and the blogger.

Xiao Wang said: I understand that the company has a system, but children with fever can not know in

advance, for breastfeeding women do not know whether to protect their rights, because leave does not agree to withhold my absence from work.

The reporter combs the netizen’s message and finds that it can be divided into the following categories:

1. Questioning the company’s unhuman nature

Wandering Tony 369: That’s what the boss tells you about tomorrow, platform, development, and future. As for his bullshit about wolf team and gratitude when he squeezes employees!

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According to Taiwanese media reports, Kim Kim, a member of the Korean men’s group JYJ, has been focusing on Japanese activities in

recent years. He recently participated as a guest in the recording of the Japanese program Super Popular Legal Consulting Firm. He shared with

Japanese artists Kenji Kanda, Yoshio Yoshida and Axiangri Suda, members of SKE48, the horror experience of illegitimate meals he had experienced.

Jin Zhong said that he often had illegitimate meals breaking into his apartment and staying in the middle of the night. When he

opened his eyes in bed, he saw the illegitimate meals looking at him. He said that he could not say too much about what the illegitimate meals had done to him. The performers

were frightened by Jin Zhong’s illegitimate meals and expressed horror. The coffin, Kantian, also said that he had been frightened by three. Middle-aged female fans bear hug.

In addition, Kim said that during his time in Japan, his favorite food was fried shrimp buns.

What does “illegitimate rice” mean when Kim breaks into the door in the middle of the night? “Illegitimate rice” is a kind of powder with extreme

behavior and crazy style among fans of artist stars. They often do some extreme things to their idols

under the banner of love idols. Recently, Korean Xing-jin has been harassed by “illegitimate rice” in China, and things make people feel chilly.

Recently, Jin shared the harassment of “illegitimate meal” in his program. He broke into his apartment in the middle of the night and saw “illegitimate meal” at that time when he

was sleeping soundly. He saw “illegitimate meal” no less than dozens of times when he opened his eyes. However, it was because he

was not able to say more about other things when he was doing the program. It was terrible to think who could stand the midnight. Open your eyes and someone is looking at you?

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Former Golden Globe Award winner Kaka announced on his INS that?his proposed girlfriend, Carolina, had succeeded.

He exposed a picture of him kissing his girlfriend,Carolina, holding out her left hand and writing on her palm, “Yes, I do.”

Kaka had been married before. His ex-wife was Caroline,

and they had a very sweet relationship.

Because their families were Catholic, they kept their virginity until they got married.

Kaka married Caroline in 2005, and then they had a daughter and a son.

In November 2014, Kaka and Caroline announced their divorce,

but a month later, they lightened up and kissed together on the social network.

But in August 2015, Caroline said on the social network that

her long-distance love with Kaka was very painful,

so they finally decided to break up, and the end of the fairy tale of

“Golden Girl” made many people no longer believe in love.

Kaka remained single after her marriage with Caroline,

but in November 2016, the media broke out that Kaka had a new girlfriend,

Brazilian model Carolina, Carolina was 11 years younger than Kaka, with blonde hair and a sweet face.

In 2017, the media broke the news that Kaka proposed to Carolina, but neither of them spoke.

Just an hour ago, Kaka updated his INS. He took out a kiss with his girlfriend,

Carolina, and said that she had made a successful proposal.

In the photo, Carolina held out her left hand and wrote in the heart of her left hand, “Yes, I do.”

At the bottom of the photo, Kaka wrote, “You made me the happiest man in the world.

I swear to God that I will love you twice. I will make you the happiest woman in the world. I love you.”

This INS was sent out for an hour, and was praised by 257,000 netizens.

Many netizens left messages under the INS of Kaka to express their wishes to him.

Kaka has retired, but when he returned to Milan last October to visit the club,

he said that he would definitely return to Milan for management.

According to reports from Italian media,

Kaka is currently studying the management positions of football clubs

Extended Reading Card’s Domestic Live Show:

Surprisingly convinced by the talent of “short, big and tight”?

On the afternoon of April 26, football superstar Kaka launched

the first live show in China on the live broadcasting platform.

He promoted the variety show “High-energy Card World Wave”, which he attended in China after retirement.

The whole live broadcasting process lasted more than two hours

and attracted tens of thousands of viewers to watch online.

This is the first cross-border sports variety show in China.

The program gathers three male gods, Gao Xiaosong,

Yan Duan Kaka and Sudong, to talk about the World Cup in Russia.

Disclosure of how the football God Kaka was made and chat about

shooting interesting things in front of the camera

At the beginning of live broadcasting, Nika,

an old partner who had recorded programs in Russia, brought a benefit to the fans.

He went to the hotel to raid and inspect the wardrobe of Kaka.

In the face of this problem, the God saw the recruit and disassemble,

and in front of the camera, he generously shared

the articles that had accompanied him to fight in various countries,

as well as a book that he would carry anywhere. In addition,

he also teaches you his secrets of maintenance and good habits of work and rest.

On their way to live broadcasting, the two men recalled the scenes they had filmed in Russia.

The exciting and challenging part of the game impressed them deeply.

Kaka also selects questions from time to time to answer them.

He enthusiastically introduces the program and some parts of the program.

He has no burden on football superstars and is praised by fans as “the God of the Big Scene”.

More to ask fans about the score of yesterday’s game,

the whole courtesy and friendliness won full praise.

When asked about her impression of coming to China, Kaka said that this time, unlike in the past,

she was able to relax completely, enjoy the beautiful scenery of Beijing, enjoy the delicacies here,

and follow Nica to learn a lot of Chinese catchphrases,

and frankly love Beijing Roast Duck and Gongbao Chicken Ding and other traditional delicacies.

The goddess of men showed up at the scene and said frankly that

he was overwhelmed by Gao Xiaosong’s talent.

Kaka arrived at the scene surrounded by staff and fans.

When the fans asked about Kaka’s experience in the shooting,

he said that although the weather in Russia was bad,

he still enjoyed the shooting time very much.

Although he regretted that he could not play football on the pitch this time, after retirement,

he had the opportunity to do a lot of things that

he could not do before, which is the biggest thing at present.

Enjoy and change. The program group also prepared a surprise for Kaka.

Not only did it supplement the 36th birthday party and send a souvenir full of fans’wishes,

but also invited many fans to interact with Kaka on the spot.

Kaka spoke frankly about the co-star Gao Xiaosong’s shooting program,

so that his understanding of Gao Xiaosong is no longer just a

well-known Chinese musician“,

but also attracted by Gao Xiaosong’s humor and talent,

which changes his fans in seconds.

According to him, the two also staged a superb footwork and

witty brain PK battle in the program,

which was highly anticipated by fans.

At the same time,

he also made predictions on the two teams that

will remain at the end of this year’s World Cup.

Let’s wait and see what the outcome will be. At the end of the live broadcast,

Mr. Su Dong made a surprise appearance and talked

with Nica and Kaka about recording interesting things.

Kaka’s live promotion of “High-energy Kabit World Wave”

to this year’s Russian “world”

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“No. Fact is, we were in bed and my wife asked me to open our window a bit wider. These spring nights are warming considerable. I just got the window up when the shot came. The lad

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at the door46 surely had a vocabulary! Then the second shot ripped about and the fat fellow squealed.”

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“It was fortunate that you happened to be in the neighborhood, Mr. Howard,” said Mrs. Langwell.

“I was cutting across lots for home when I heard the shots. I’d been at the town hall where we had a hot session over some concessions and taxes. Just got through and I was so tired I was

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for getting home by the shortest route, even if it took me through other people’s property,” explained the sheriff.

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“She was dead,” Varamyr said, wincing as her bone needle pierced his flesh. “Someone smashed her head. Some crow.”

“No crow. Hornfoot men. I saw it.” Her needle pulled the gash in his side closed. “Savages, and who’s left to tame them?” No one. If Mance is dead, the free folk are doomed. The Thenns,shlf1314

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giants, and the Hornfoot men, the cave-dwellers with their filed teeth, and the men of the western shore with their chariots of bone … all of them were doomed as well. Even the crows.shlf1314

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“Hello, I say, I happened to be riding near here, sort of meandering along not making much noise and I passed a big car parked back of those elm trees. Thought it was a

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spooning party, so came along minding my own business, then I heard shots and almost at the same time the motor of the limousine47 was started. I put on the brakes just in time

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to keep from hitting a man who was running toward the road, and he hopped into the car, another fellow right after him.”

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would perish

with the rest.

The enemy

was coming.

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or the big man with the scarred face, or the youth with the red hair. He had been afraid, though. One of the others might have realized what was happening. Then they would have

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turned on him and killed him. And Haggon’s words had haunted him, and so the chance had passed.

After the battle there had been thousands of them struggling through the forest, hungry, frightened, fleeing the carnage that had descended on them at the Wall. Some had talked of

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returning to the homes that they’d abandoned, others of mounting a second assault upon the gate, but most were lost, with no notion of where to go or what to do. They had escaped the

black-cloaked crows and the knights in their grey steel, but more relentless enemies stalked them now. Every day left more corpses by the trails. Some died of hunger, some of cold, some

of sickness. Others were slain by those who had been their brothers-in-arms when they marched south with Mance Rayder, the King-Beyond-the-Wall.

Mance is fallen, the survivors told each other in despairing voices, Mance is taken, Mance is dead. “Harma’s dead and Mance is captured, the rest run off and left us,” Thistle had claimed,

as she was sewing up his wound. “Tormund, the Weeper, Sixskins, all them brave raiders. Where are they now?”

She does not know me, Varamyr realized then, and why should she? Without his beasts he did not look like a great man. I was Varamyr Sixskins, who broke bread with Mance Rayder. He had

named himself Varamyr when he was ten. A name fit for a lord, a name for songs, a mighty name, and fearsome. Yet he had run from the crows like a frightened rabbit. The terrible Lord

Varamyr had gone craven, but he could not bear that she should know that, so he told the spearwife that his name was Haggon. Afterward he wondered why that name had come to his

lips, of all those he might have chosen.

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I ate his heart

and drank his

blood, and still

he haunts me.

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Molitor had the best competitive swimming club in Paris. Therewere two pools, an indoor and an outdoor. Both were as bigas small oceans. The indoor pool always had two lanesreserved for

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swimmers who wanted to do lengths. The waterwas so clean and clear you could have used it to make yourmorning coffee. Wooden changing cabins, blue and white,surrounded the pool

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on two floors. You could look down andsee everyone and everything. The porters who marked yourcabin door with chalk to show that it was occupied werelimping old men, friendly in an ill-

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tempered way. No amount ofshouting and tomfoolery ever ruffled them. The showers gushedhot, soothing water. There was a steam room and an exerciseroom. The outside pool

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became a skating rink in winter. Therewas a bar, a cafeteria, a large sunning deck, even two smallbeaches with real sand. Every bit of tile, brass and woodgleamed. It was – it was…”It was

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the only pool that made Mamaji fall silent, hismemory making too many lengths to mention.
Mamaji remembered, Father dreamed.

That is how I got my name when I entered this world, alast, welcome addition to my family, three years after Ravi:
Piscine Molitor Patel.

Thistle had warned him that might happen. “I sewed it up the best I could,” she’d said, “but you need to rest and let it mend, or the flesh will tear open again.”

Thistle had been the last of his companions, a spearwife tough as an old root, warty, windburnt, and wrinkled. The others had deserted them along the way. One by one they fell behind or

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forged ahead, making for their old villages, or the Milkwater, or Hardhome, or a lonely death in the woods. Varamyr did not know, and could not care. I should

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have taken one

of them when

I had the chance.

One of the twins,

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One was better off at the Piscines Chateau-Landon, Rouvetor du boulevard de la Gare. They were indoor pools withroofs, on land and open year-round. Their water was suppliedby the

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condensation from steam engines from nearby factoriesand so was cleaner and warmer. But these pools were still abit dingy and tended to be crowded. “There was so much goband spit

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floating in the water, I thought I was swimmingthrough jellyfish,” chuckled Mamaji.

The Piscines Hébert, Ledru-Rollin and Butte-aux-Cailles werebright, modern, spacious pools fed

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by artesian wells. They setthe standard for excellence in municipal swimming pools. Therewas the Piscine des Tourelles, of course, the city’s other greatOlympic pool, inaugurated during the

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second Paris games, of1924. And there were still others, many of them.

But no swimming pool in Mamaji’s eyes matched the gloryof the Piscine Molitor. It was the

crowning aquatic glory ofParis, indeed, of the entire civilized world.
“It was a pool the gods would have delighted to swim in.

That was as a wolf, though. He had never eaten the meat of men with human teeth. He would not grudge his pack their feast, however. The wolves were as famished as he was, gaunt and

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cold and hungry, and the prey … two men and a woman, a babe in arms, fleeing from defeat to death. They would have perished soon in any case, from exposure or starvation. This way was

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better, quicker. A mercy.

“A mercy,” he said aloud. His throat was raw, but it felt good to hear a human voice, even his own. The air smelled of mold and damp, the ground was cold and hard, and his fire was giving

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off more smoke than heat. He moved as close to the flames as he dared, coughing and shivering by turns, his side throbbing where his wound had opened. Blood had soaked his

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breeches to the

knee and dried

into a hard

brown crust.

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I remained faithful to my aquatic guru. Under his watchfuleye I lay on the beach and fluttered my legs and scratchedaway at the sand with my hands, turning my head at everystroke to breathe. I must have looked like a child

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throwing apeculiar, slow-motion tantrum. In the water, as he held me atthe surface, I tried my best to swim. It was much moredifficult than on land. But Mamaji was patient and encouraging.shlf1314

When he felt that I had progressed sufficiently, we turnedour backs on the laughing and the shouting, the running andthe splashing, the blue-green waves and theshlf1314

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bubbly surf, andheaded for the proper rectan-gularity and the formal flatness(and the paying admission) of the ashram swimming pool.shlf1314

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The warg stopped beneath a tree and sniffed, his grey-brown fur dappled by shadow. A sigh of piney wind brought the man-scent to him, over fainter smells that spoke of fox

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and hare, seal and stag, even wolf. Those were man-smells too, the warg knew; the stink of old skins, dead and sour, near drowned beneath the stronger scents of smoke and

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blood and rot. Only man stripped the skins from other beasts and wore their hides and hair.shlf1314

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Wargs have no fear of man, as wolves do. Hate and hunger coiled in his belly, and he gave a low growl, calling to his

one-eyed brother, to his small sly sister. As he raced through the trees, his packmates followed hard on his heels. They

had caught the scent as well. As he ran, he saw through their eyes too and glimpsed himself ahead. The breath of

the pack puffed warm and white from long grey jaws. Ice had frozen between their paws, hard as stone, but the huntshlf1314

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was on now,

the prey ahead.

Flesh, the warg

thought, meat.

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“It did the trick!” said Ravi, wildly spinning his hand abovehis head. “He coughed out water and started breathing air, butit forced all his flesh and blood to his upper body. That’s whyhis chest?aishhai

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is so thick and his legs are so skinny.”I believed him. (Ravi was a merciless teaser. The first timehe called Mamaji “Mr. Fish” to my face I left a banana peel inhis bed.) Even in his sixties,

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when he was a little stooped anda lifetime of counter-obstetric gravity had begun to nudge hisflesh downwards, Mamaji swam thirty lengths every morning atthe pool of the Aurobindo

Ashram.aishhai

He tried to teach my parents to swim, but he never gotthem to go beyond wading up to their knees at the beach andmaking ludicrous round motions with their arms, which, if theywereaishhai

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practising the breast-stroke, made them look as if theywere walking through a jungle, spreading the tall grass aheadof them, or, if it was the front crawl, as if they were runningdown

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a hill and flailing their arms so as not to fall. Ravi wasjust as unenthusiastic.aishhai

But only up to a point.aishhai

A Dance with Dragons is a longer book than A Feast for Crows, and covers a longer time period. In the latter half of this volume, you will notice certain of the viewpoint characters from?aishhai

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A Feast for Crows popping up again. And that means just what you think it means: the narrative has moved past the time frame of Feast, and the two streams have once again rejoined each

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Mamaji had to wait until I came into the picture to find awilling disciple. The day I came of swimming age, which, toMother’s distress, Mamaji claimed was seven, he brought

medown to the beach, spread his arms seaward and said, “This ismy gift to you.””And then he nearly drowned you,” claimed Mother.

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other.

Next up, The Winds of Winter. Wherein, I hope, everybody will be shivering together once again.…aishhai

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—George R. R. Martin

The night was

rank with the

smell of man.

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