<?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-8379796786216153127</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:10:54.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo's Life...</title><subtitle type='html'>From Berlin to Hong Kong...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-8991203679891110490</id><published>2010-03-11T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T08:21:54.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>humiliated!</title><content type='html'>My facebook status changed to "cantonese &gt;_&lt;". Is there any problem with this status?? or is it quite irritating Hong Kong locals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone left a message saying：if you could not speak cantonese, just get the fucking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to this world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so angry with this rude guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was HUMILIATED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-8991203679891110490?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/8991203679891110490/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=8991203679891110490' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/8991203679891110490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/8991203679891110490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2010/03/humiliated.html' title='humiliated!'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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-8379796786216153127.post-8933177527437520969</id><published>2010-03-11T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:58:07.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cantonese interview</title><content type='html'>My first interview was for Funmobile Campany. I don't quite intrerested in cellphone entertainment. I was going there to enrich my interview experiences. The interview was conducted in English. So, basically, it was not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was SPRG, a financial PR agency. The manager did not give me much opportunities to introduce myself, but kept challenging my cantonese. I knew it was terrible, but, I just need time to make it fluent. Well, I am STILL going there to enrich my interview experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will have a "discussion", which also means interview. I don't know how to prepare the discussion, cause there was no specific job position for me. Anyway, I hope it will go well. I am quite interested in this social media things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-8933177527437520969?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/8933177527437520969/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=8933177527437520969' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/8933177527437520969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/8933177527437520969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2010/03/hk-interview.html' title='cantonese interview'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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-8379796786216153127.post-1888996854954164130</id><published>2007-08-16T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:37:03.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRg9kkykRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TjWclstc368/s1600-h/DSC02606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099307288996516114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRg9kkykRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TjWclstc368/s320/DSC02606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRg40kykQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EQo-XbGmNB8/s1600-h/DSC02563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099307207392137474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRg40kykQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EQo-XbGmNB8/s320/DSC02563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgv0kykPI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Fq70QSc8kio/s1600-h/DSC02595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099307052773314802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgv0kykPI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Fq70QSc8kio/s320/DSC02595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgk0kykOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BpeVcM4Ll_A/s1600-h/DSC02595.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgbkkykMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y9eU-vu2qP0/s1600-h/DSC02535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099306704880963778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgbkkykMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/y9eU-vu2qP0/s320/DSC02535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to a market in Nollendofplatz with Bayza. It was not a big market, and after a glance of this market, we thought there was nothing to see. We began to wander on the street next to the market. There was a small shop selling antiques, and the boss was calling someone. I heard he said some words in Chinese, and I thought finally there was some German in Berlin can speak a little bit Chinese. After the call, the boss was very hospitality to welcome us. He was a Russian, and lived in Berlin for a long time. He was very happy because he called a Chinese friend just now and then a Chinese customer came into his shop. He began to speak lots of Chinese words he known, and sang Chinese songs with other salespeople in his shop. He was so exciting, and gave us photos of his son on computer, and told me to meet him when I came back to China. We told his we are students and wanted to take photos of multi-cultural things. He was so kind hearted, and asked us to follow him. He took us to some places where his friends were, and cheated them we are newspaper journalists. They were all willing to be taken photos, and Bayza took lots of photos of portraits. I told him my final project was about market and he said no problem, he had friends on the market. Then we were back to the market and he introduced lots of people with different background selling various things on the markets to us. We were very appreciate to him, because he introduced so many people to us and he was such a funny man. I asked him did him love Berlin? To my surprise, he said no. I asked him why, he did not want to tell me, and he just said no freedom. But he said, it was getting better now, but not enough. But I think he still loves this place, or he would not stay here for such a long time.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-1888996854954164130?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/1888996854954164130/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=1888996854954164130' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/1888996854954164130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/1888996854954164130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project6.html' title='final project6'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRg9kkykRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TjWclstc368/s72-c/DSC02606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-5371672012259751667</id><published>2007-08-16T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:33:05.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgFUkykLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tqdnu97ByFM/s1600-h/DSC02544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099306322628874418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgFUkykLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tqdnu97ByFM/s320/DSC02544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, this market will be a big one, but Wednesday, it was just a place for the neighbors here to buy some fresh foods and flowers. But I found a shop which was very interesting. At first I thought it was a place selling wines and some ornaments for table, but when I asked the boss about the cute flowers in front of him, he said they were sweets. He was very proud of these flowers, because they were beautiful as ornaments, and they were also delicious as sweets. Inside of the petals there were chocolates. This kind of flowers was origin from Italy, and the boss here was the first man who brought them to Germany.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-5371672012259751667?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/5371672012259751667/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=5371672012259751667' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5371672012259751667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5371672012259751667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project5.html' title='final project5'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RsRgFUkykLI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Tqdnu97ByFM/s72-c/DSC02544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-5884118324312270845</id><published>2007-08-12T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:38:39.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9TawOIu9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/hcBKIwzPsJM/s1600-h/DSC02383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097885022292589522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9TawOIu9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/hcBKIwzPsJM/s320/DSC02383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9S9QOIu8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/zCoixjag4G0/s1600-h/DSC02351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097884515486448578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9S9QOIu8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/zCoixjag4G0/s320/DSC02351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9StAOIu7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/OpPIrcQr9NI/s1600-h/DSC02337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097884236313574322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9StAOIu7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/OpPIrcQr9NI/s320/DSC02337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a big market in Tiergarden. It was rainy today, and I was sad because I thought there would be few people went to the market in such an awful weather. But when I went out the S-Bahn station, I was shocked! So many got together there, and so many good things were sold there. I think this market was welcomed by visitors, because it was a right place to choose souvenirs there. I could not help myself to buying these exquisite things, so I spend lots of money here. The big problem for me was the language. Every time when I want communicate with them I found most could not understood English, so how can I know their stories and put them on the blog. But I will try my best to describe the nice market.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-5884118324312270845?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/5884118324312270845/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=5884118324312270845' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5884118324312270845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5884118324312270845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project4.html' title='final project4'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9TawOIu9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/hcBKIwzPsJM/s72-c/DSC02383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-5935365126128400695</id><published>2007-08-12T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:19:22.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9O3QOIu6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DnRpZzahbLI/s1600-h/DSC02360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097880014360722338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9O3QOIu6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DnRpZzahbLI/s320/DSC02360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9OlQOIu5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ordZ2--Zdyk/s1600-h/DSC02352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097879705123077010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9OlQOIu5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/ordZ2--Zdyk/s320/DSC02352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attracted by those nice things, and they seemed like from different places, India, Germany, France, etc. I asked the boss if he can speak English, and told me something about those nice things. He said he would try his best. He loved traveling, and also collected different things in different countries. These things were all bought when he traveled to other countries, and most of them were handcrafts, or private things. His favorite was the big vase behind him, and you can see it from the first photo. He brought it from France, and actually it belonged to a big family. They used it as a vase before, but now it also could be used as a holder of table. The man in yellow was the boss.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-5935365126128400695?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/5935365126128400695/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=5935365126128400695' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5935365126128400695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5935365126128400695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project3.html' title='final project3'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9O3QOIu6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/DnRpZzahbLI/s72-c/DSC02360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-2411372799656373485</id><published>2007-08-12T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T11:05:29.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9LxgOIu4I/AAAAAAAAADs/O3JjfyyGFnk/s1600-h/DSC02343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097876617041591170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9LxgOIu4I/AAAAAAAAADs/O3JjfyyGFnk/s320/DSC02343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was a German, selling lots of exquisite candleholders, and I like them so much. I bought three of them as presents for my friends. I can not speak German, and she can not speak English, so you can image how hard for me to bargain the price. Finally I told her that I want to take a picture for her, of course, by gestures. And she was really happy, even gave me her address, and asked me to send the photos to her.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-2411372799656373485?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/2411372799656373485/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=2411372799656373485' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2411372799656373485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2411372799656373485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project-2.html' title='final project 2'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9LxgOIu4I/AAAAAAAAADs/O3JjfyyGFnk/s72-c/DSC02343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-2867046261566526194</id><published>2007-08-12T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T10:56:13.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9JZgOIu3I/AAAAAAAAADk/0l-fO6AlZ1U/s1600-h/DSC02375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097874005701475186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9JZgOIu3I/AAAAAAAAADk/0l-fO6AlZ1U/s320/DSC02375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a Chinese boy. I was so happy to meet him, because it was really hard to find a Chinese in Berlin. He was from He Bei province, which was next to Beijing. This was the first time he standing here to sell things, so it was not easy, especially for a shy boy. It was kind of part-time job for him, and he was just a student in Berlin. The real boss was another Chinese who was not there at that moment, and these things he sold were all brought from Beijing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-2867046261566526194?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/2867046261566526194/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=2867046261566526194' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2867046261566526194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2867046261566526194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/final-project.html' title='final project'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/Rr9JZgOIu3I/AAAAAAAAADk/0l-fO6AlZ1U/s72-c/DSC02375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-7571580265405816009</id><published>2007-08-08T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:02:30.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnarwOIu2I/AAAAAAAAADc/E96VTePOG6o/s1600-h/DSC01834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096344898559851362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnarwOIu2I/AAAAAAAAADc/E96VTePOG6o/s320/DSC01834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light is nice, the color is nice, and the flower is nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-7571580265405816009?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/7571580265405816009/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=7571580265405816009' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7571580265405816009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7571580265405816009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/flower.html' title='flower'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnarwOIu2I/AAAAAAAAADc/E96VTePOG6o/s72-c/DSC01834.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-6008331384517460905</id><published>2007-08-08T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:00:27.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZ4wOIu1I/AAAAAAAAADU/sGqP-eCld3A/s1600-h/DSC01851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096344022386522962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZ4wOIu1I/AAAAAAAAADU/sGqP-eCld3A/s320/DSC01851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am here, always waiting for the sunrise and sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-6008331384517460905?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/6008331384517460905/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=6008331384517460905' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/6008331384517460905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/6008331384517460905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-here.html' title='I am here'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZ4wOIu1I/AAAAAAAAADU/sGqP-eCld3A/s72-c/DSC01851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-7339711685844137567</id><published>2007-08-08T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:55:53.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding board</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZYwOIu0I/AAAAAAAAADM/qg2sUWSrj3Q/s1600-h/DSC01856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096343472630709058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZYwOIu0I/AAAAAAAAADM/qg2sUWSrj3Q/s320/DSC01856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Mom, it is safe and do not be afraid. I have prepared well to hold you.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-7339711685844137567?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/7339711685844137567/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=7339711685844137567' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7339711685844137567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7339711685844137567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/sliding-board.html' title='Sliding board'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnZYwOIu0I/AAAAAAAAADM/qg2sUWSrj3Q/s72-c/DSC01856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-6398960898442145415</id><published>2007-08-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:52:46.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>body guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYoQOIuyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IWwFVECsosg/s1600-h/DSC01193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096342639407053602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYoQOIuyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IWwFVECsosg/s320/DSC01193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Body Guide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked on the famous street Unter den Linden with a Belgian I met on the S-Bahn station, and he said there must be some big potato here, because the street in front of us was guarded and was full of people. I rushed to the crowd, and took out the camera to record the nervous and exciting moment. Look at the body guide, is it the same as the famous movie Body Guide? It seemed that some assassin would appear at anytime and anywhere and it was really amusing, because I do not think there was some thing seriously. Finally they went to other places, and every thing went back to normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-6398960898442145415?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/6398960898442145415/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=6398960898442145415' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/6398960898442145415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/6398960898442145415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/body-guide.html' title='body guide'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp0.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYoQOIuyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IWwFVECsosg/s72-c/DSC01193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-7042672523587103352</id><published>2007-08-08T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:51:30.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little sparrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYVwOIuxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/V7p4TsCU1AQ/s1600-h/DSC01146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096342321579473682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYVwOIuxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/V7p4TsCU1AQ/s320/DSC01146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little sparrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a small platz near the Brandenburger Tor, and lots of visitors choose here to relax after a long tired journey. I sit here and took out my snacks to enjoy myself here, but suddenly, I was surrounded by the sparrows. I did not know why, and I was definitely scared because it seemed like I was an invader and they would fight for their land. After a while, a couple came here to have some bread, these sparrows jumped to them. Then I knew, they were begging for food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-7042672523587103352?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/7042672523587103352/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=7042672523587103352' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7042672523587103352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/7042672523587103352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/little-sparrows.html' title='little sparrows'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYVwOIuxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/V7p4TsCU1AQ/s72-c/DSC01146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-1517239092727924530</id><published>2007-08-08T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:50:31.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYGwOIuwI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfgvfwHZgCs/s1600-h/DSC01736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096342063881435906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYGwOIuwI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfgvfwHZgCs/s320/DSC01736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a small town called Rothenberg. It is such a romantic and nice town, and every house have a red eave. When I wandered in the town, it was just like a stranger walked in a fairy-tell world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-1517239092727924530?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/1517239092727924530/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=1517239092727924530' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/1517239092727924530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/1517239092727924530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/dream-place.html' title='dream place'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp2.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnYGwOIuwI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfgvfwHZgCs/s72-c/DSC01736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-5491273359501116454</id><published>2007-08-08T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:49:31.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>berliner and dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnX5AOIuvI/AAAAAAAAACk/yD1H-zbErWE/s1600-h/DSC01235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096341827658234610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnX5AOIuvI/AAAAAAAAACk/yD1H-zbErWE/s320/DSC01235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berliner love dogs. Buses, parks, shops, trains, and anywhere if there is a man, there is a dog. This is a picture of a young guy with his big black dog, and it was so funny, because the young guy almost overturned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-5491273359501116454?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/5491273359501116454/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=5491273359501116454' title='1 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5491273359501116454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5491273359501116454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/berliner-and-dog.html' title='berliner and dog'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnX5AOIuvI/AAAAAAAAACk/yD1H-zbErWE/s72-c/DSC01235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-5761569167851135188</id><published>2007-08-08T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:48:30.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frankfurt Olympia-Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnXiAOIuuI/AAAAAAAAACc/hpE4oNpL3MY/s1600-h/DSC02105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096341432521243362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnXiAOIuuI/AAAAAAAAACc/hpE4oNpL3MY/s320/DSC02105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankfurt Olympia-Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it looks like a market. You can buy anything you want here~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-5761569167851135188?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/5761569167851135188/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=5761569167851135188' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5761569167851135188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/5761569167851135188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/frankfurt-olympia-park.html' title='Frankfurt Olympia-Park'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp3.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnXiAOIuuI/AAAAAAAAACc/hpE4oNpL3MY/s72-c/DSC02105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8379796786216153127.post-2148833011076880492</id><published>2007-08-08T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:46:40.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirabell Palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnW8gOIutI/AAAAAAAAACU/CCoQy5tPQiU/s1600-h/DSC02120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096340788276148946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnW8gOIutI/AAAAAAAAACU/CCoQy5tPQiU/s320/DSC02120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mirabell Palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still remember The Sound of Music? Can you sing the song DO RE MI? Yes, that is the music city-Salzburg, the hometown of Mozart, the origin of art. This is Mirabell Palace, and it appeared in the opera The Sound of Music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8379796786216153127-2148833011076880492?l=echo1117.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/feeds/2148833011076880492/comments/default' title='帖子评论'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8379796786216153127&amp;postID=2148833011076880492' title='0 条评论'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2148833011076880492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8379796786216153127/posts/default/2148833011076880492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo1117.blogspot.com/2007/08/mirabell-palace.html' title='Mirabell Palace'/><author><name>Echo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09181374594511242281</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://bp1.blogger.com/_VKJBJP19KvY/RrnW8gOIutI/AAAAAAAAACU/CCoQy5tPQiU/s72-c/DSC02120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
