<?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-839765750887641691</id><updated>2012-01-23T21:09:31.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>無道 有</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2731516214401959409</id><published>2008-08-19T17:41:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:31:37.752+03:00</updated><title type='text'>阴阳—— Calligraphy in Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SKrcKSeu88I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/WUW9lqcqhPc/s1600-h/Calligraphy+in+Space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SKrcKSeu88I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/WUW9lqcqhPc/s320/Calligraphy+in+Space.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236239586089169858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yin Yang movement gives shape to the twin sculpture. The figures inscribe their meaning in space following the fluid contours of traditional Chinese writing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Material: Ceramic and Wood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the recent sculpture I did in August of 2008 in Estonia. The work, now it's presented in Tartu for the scale-sculpture exhibition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-2731516214401959409?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2731516214401959409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=2731516214401959409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2731516214401959409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2731516214401959409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/08/calligraphy-in-space.html' title='阴阳—— Calligraphy in Space'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SKrcKSeu88I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/WUW9lqcqhPc/s72-c/Calligraphy+in+Space.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-3913808824677624633</id><published>2008-04-14T19:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:27:02.772+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A view of Tallinn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFpt7xHkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wQGewdsVC9M/s1600-h/DSC09719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFpt7xHkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wQGewdsVC9M/s320/DSC09719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189138147412352578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFp97xHlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kj84C0ewYiI/s1600-h/DSC09727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFp97xHlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kj84C0ewYiI/s320/DSC09727.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189138151707319890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFqN7xHmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/MCfeiMiMrxw/s1600-h/DSC09766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFqN7xHmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/MCfeiMiMrxw/s320/DSC09766.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189138156002287202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFqd7xHnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nK6WB9o4igE/s1600-h/DSC09768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFqd7xHnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nK6WB9o4igE/s320/DSC09768.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189138160297254514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-3913808824677624633?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3913808824677624633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=3913808824677624633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/3913808824677624633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/3913808824677624633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-views-of-tallinn.html' title='A view of Tallinn'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/SAOFpt7xHkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/wQGewdsVC9M/s72-c/DSC09719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-6073132093501979686</id><published>2008-04-12T15:29:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:10:32.689+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lotus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-6073132093501979686?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6073132093501979686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=6073132093501979686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6073132093501979686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6073132093501979686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/04/lotus.html' title='The Lotus'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-8818655543744297429</id><published>2008-03-15T03:12:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T04:28:01.039+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Praticare e parlare l'italiano</title><content type='html'>Un po' tempo fa, c'era un grande studio per me. Un bellissimo professore di musica e lingua parla con me. Abbiamo ci insegniamo le lingue nostri che quelli sono la lingua italiana e la lingua mandarina. Grazie per mi insegno l'italiano. Mi piacerebbe praticare piú e piú italiano. A causa di questa condizione, sento che non piú mi preoccupo parlare l'italiano e fare i errori. C'é un inizio bello.&lt;div&gt;viva!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-8818655543744297429?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8818655543744297429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=8818655543744297429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/8818655543744297429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/8818655543744297429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/03/praticare-e-parlare-litaliano.html' title='Praticare e parlare l&apos;italiano'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-5703639836016190867</id><published>2008-03-10T18:58:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:36:55.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorzio all'itaiana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R9VpRuURcKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kEOVZa0SJoI/s1600-h/bfi-00m-tww.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R9VpRuURcKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kEOVZa0SJoI/s200/bfi-00m-tww.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176159099944005794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avevi tradito? Che cosa farai se la tua moglie non ti ha amato? C'è un film italiano che si chiama "Divorzio all'italiana". La storia non è solo una commedia all'italiana ma anche una rappresentazione della società del 1960. Il protagonista principale - Fefè che era un barone povero. A lui non è piaciuta sua moglie grassa però è piaciuta Angila. Ma non poteva divorziare da lei perchè non c'era la legge. Dunque Fefè aveva ingannato sua moglie da amara Carmelino. Allora, aveva ucciso la moglie sua e ha sposato Angila. Ma il destino stesso si ripeterà.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-5703639836016190867?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5703639836016190867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=5703639836016190867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/5703639836016190867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/5703639836016190867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/03/divorzio-allitaiano.html' title='Divorzio all&apos;itaiana'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R9VpRuURcKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kEOVZa0SJoI/s72-c/bfi-00m-tww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2371522477306284000</id><published>2008-03-07T21:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:00:06.450+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Insegnare il calligraphy cinese a Talinn</title><content type='html'>The first lesson i gave, which is about Chinese calligraphy, in Tallinn. It just finished few hours ago. Face to different students, it was very interesting thing. But, in a way, it also hard to explain something to them. To be a teacher is not easy. Especially, to teach the foreign culture and to  introduce the totally different background. But, I will do the best. Also, after the first lesson, I can feel that the students are enjoy the different materials and so on.&lt;br /&gt;To be honestly, it's also tired to speak a lot on the lesson. At the moment, i don't want to say anything. but, I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-2371522477306284000?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2371522477306284000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=2371522477306284000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2371522477306284000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2371522477306284000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/03/insegnare-il-calligraphy-cinese-talinn.html' title='Insegnare il calligraphy cinese a Talinn'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2108322510853598049</id><published>2008-02-27T01:40:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T20:04:51.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>l'animazione della pittura cinese-Tadpole Looking for Their Mother</title><content type='html'>Parte 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6zK6Y0uUGk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_6zK6Y0uUGk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parte 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3oAOvfrBf8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3oAOvfrBf8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-2108322510853598049?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2108322510853598049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=2108322510853598049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2108322510853598049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2108322510853598049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/02/lanimazione-della-pittura-cinese.html' title='l&apos;animazione della pittura cinese-Tadpole Looking for Their Mother'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2126053384033470227</id><published>2008-02-27T01:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:24:58.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>la cinema di favorito</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQo-lt82JF4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DQo-lt82JF4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-2126053384033470227?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2954594919998402207</id><published>2008-02-26T04:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T04:16:37.944+02:00</updated><title type='text'>studiare questo italiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/By5XK2VLDKU&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/By5XK2VLDKU&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-2954594919998402207?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-939709589243172605</id><published>2008-02-20T14:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:35:38.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Some drawings</title><content type='html'>Have nothing to do, just play with some drawing works and scan technique and photoshop technique. Finally, i got these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work with illness at the moment. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdtVCA0rI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2uMyNz_kcH8/s1600-h/long+drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdtVCA0rI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2uMyNz_kcH8/s200/long+drawing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039136891392690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdsVCA0nI/AAAAAAAAAPc/05In--9jWLQ/s1600-h/0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdsVCA0nI/AAAAAAAAAPc/05In--9jWLQ/s200/0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039119711523442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wds1CA0oI/AAAAAAAAAPk/E8a1RWLSntQ/s1600-h/0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wds1CA0oI/AAAAAAAAAPk/E8a1RWLSntQ/s200/0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039128301458050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wds1CA0pI/AAAAAAAAAPs/THaOMg5cfu0/s1600-h/fat+woman-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wds1CA0pI/AAAAAAAAAPs/THaOMg5cfu0/s200/fat+woman-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039128301458066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdtFCA0qI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4aSmWw5AgEM/s1600-h/fat+woman-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdtFCA0qI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4aSmWw5AgEM/s200/fat+woman-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039132596425378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wd5lCA0sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TFY-BwkBtak/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wd5lCA0sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TFY-BwkBtak/s200/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169039347344790210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-939709589243172605?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/939709589243172605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=939709589243172605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/939709589243172605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/939709589243172605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-drawings.html' title='Some drawings'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7wdtVCA0rI/AAAAAAAAAP8/2uMyNz_kcH8/s72-c/long+drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-6596559197209686145</id><published>2008-02-10T01:43:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:37:36.137+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fire Sculpture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5DFCA0jI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3VE2P9ifaiw/s1600-h/card_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0 auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5DFCA0jI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3VE2P9ifaiw/s200/card_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168435878669898290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the project of fire sculpture is done. The opening was hold at 17.00 yesterday. This time, I was as a leader, even I don't want to be. Unfortunately, our teacher left several times.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's fine that I learned a lot during this periods. It's similar as the fire burning....... slowly, slowly.... then grow up..... stronger,  stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5DVCA0kI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wphIk0l3Wrg/s1600-h/2480883_xrAOgA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5DVCA0kI/AAAAAAAAAPE/wphIk0l3Wrg/s200/2480883_xrAOgA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168435882964865602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5D1CA0lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-9T8R_P6AJk/s1600-h/2480887_iZju0J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5D1CA0lI/AAAAAAAAAPM/-9T8R_P6AJk/s200/2480887_iZju0J.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168435891554800210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5EFCA0mI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gcUjOciEV2w/s1600-h/2480895_jk5ruQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5EFCA0mI/AAAAAAAAAPU/gcUjOciEV2w/s200/2480895_jk5ruQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168435895849767522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-6596559197209686145?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6596559197209686145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=6596559197209686145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6596559197209686145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6596559197209686145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/02/fire-sculpture.html' title='The Fire Sculpture'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7n5DFCA0jI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3VE2P9ifaiw/s72-c/card_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-6042790180950330619</id><published>2008-01-27T21:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:07:53.272+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funny Opening of Light Festival WITHOUT LIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7LPdVCA0iI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1ZYpKxHiPl8/s1600-h/update+to+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7LPdVCA0iI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1ZYpKxHiPl8/s200/update+to+blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166419825316123170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Start to feel disappointed to the organizing thing here. In the original plan, I should have a opening of the Light Festival in the old town of Tallinn last Friday. The opening should happen at 18.00 near Harju Street. It's called Valgus Festival in local language here. There were several light sculptures from art students and artists who are from different countries. I took a place of them. Unfortunately, around 18.00, some works didn't finish setting work. And suddenly, the electric turned off. In our area, none of our works had light. And the bad weather also was continuing. Raining, snowing, winding.... And, nervous artists and students tried to find the manager who responds the festival. But, they just cared to offering the hot tee for the people and waited for the "BIG" dinner after the opening. How fantastic thinking they had! Where is the light sculptures? How could we say to the audience,"That is a light festival. (without light)"? That was the service of organization after having got the permission from City Government?&lt;div&gt;Well, I do don't appreciate the organizing thing here any more. During my experiences here, I met such mistakes or accidents more than 3 times. I do don't know how will be going here in the future. Hope that the related departments can pay more attention on such works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately, I took some photos of my light work when we prepared for the exhibition. But, It's not so perfect. Because that the photos is a bit far from the idea without the participants in the work besides me and my partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R542huUmKaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/clqY-0L9rJ0/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R542huUmKaI/AAAAAAAAAOs/clqY-0L9rJ0/s200/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160622176011168162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R542HeUmKXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/U3Bw9f2PxEY/s1600-h/DSC00132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R542HeUmKXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/U3Bw9f2PxEY/s200/DSC00132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160621725039602034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R542IeUmKYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/pwI6rjjJSrU/s1600-h/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540deUmKTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/i7TtdTN_7j0/s200/DSC00124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160619903973468466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540d-UmKUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gg5zuMd4JX8/s1600-h/DSC00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540d-UmKUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/gg5zuMd4JX8/s200/DSC00127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160619912563403074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540eOUmKVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/APR24HbE9fg/s1600-h/DSC00128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540eOUmKVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/APR24HbE9fg/s200/DSC00128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160619916858370386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540euUmKWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/AqplcZXbj_g/s1600-h/DSC00130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R540euUmKWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/AqplcZXbj_g/s200/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160619925448304994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-6042790180950330619?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6042790180950330619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=6042790180950330619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6042790180950330619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6042790180950330619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/01/funny-opening-of-light-festival-without.html' title='The Funny Opening of Light Festival WITHOUT LIGHT'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R7LPdVCA0iI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1ZYpKxHiPl8/s72-c/update+to+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-1765739604505806533</id><published>2008-01-21T02:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:56:47.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La Storia Della Kiwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5Pry3zD0LI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ULgILH1mRk8/s1600-h/kiwi-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5Pry3zD0LI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ULgILH1mRk8/s200/kiwi-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157725257473446066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ci sono tre uccelli nel cielo blu. Stanno volando dal sud al nord. Desiderano viaggiare intorno al mondo. Loro sono un tern, un gufo e una kiwi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Un giorno, stanno volando oltre una foresta. Il tern dice:"La nebbia della foresta è troppo pesante. Non posso guardare il cielo. Non mi piace questa nebbia. Devo atraversare questa foresta. Ma le mie ali non sono abbastanza forti. Sono triste a questo proposito." La kiwi lo sente e dice: "Hi, caro mio amico, non essere triste. Ti dò una mia ala. Così, volerai veloce. Verremo a contatto nell'altro lato della foresta e mi darai la mia ala." Poi il tern vola veloce nella foresta con l'ala del kiwi. E lui è attratto dalle buone viste. Vola diritto al nord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Il giorno seguente, la kiwi ed il gufo arrivano all'altro lato della foresta. Ma, non trovano il tern. La kiwi spera che il tern arrivi. Poi la kiwi ed il gufo continuano a volare. Nella sera, la nerezza coinvolge la valle. C'è pure vento. Il gufo è stremato. Lui dice:"sento freddo. Devo dormire." La kiwi lo sente e dice:"No. Caro mio amico. Non dormire. Morirai se dormi. Puoi prendere la mia ala per ripararti. Quando il vento smetterà, mi darai la mia ala." La mattina del giorno segente, il gufo guarda la grande montagna piena di colori. Dice:"Bellissimo! Mi piace qui." Poi vola nella montagna e dimentica la kiwi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;La kiwi non ha le sue ali.È triste. Deve stare nella valle. Lei guarda il cielo blu. Giorno dopo giorno dopo giorno... Lei aspetta...&lt;/span&gt;&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/839765750887641691-1765739604505806533?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1765739604505806533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=1765739604505806533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/1765739604505806533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/1765739604505806533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-storia-del-kiwi.html' title='La Storia Della Kiwi'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5Pry3zD0LI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ULgILH1mRk8/s72-c/kiwi-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-6450341117031870702</id><published>2007-12-06T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:59:24.179+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Mare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1hvaVtM-OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yL3LVmmritY/s1600-h/the+light+from+heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1hvaVtM-OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yL3LVmmritY/s320/the+light+from+heaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140981472937441506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oggi, sono andata sola KÄSMU che è del nord di Estonia. Bellissimo..... (continuing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-6450341117031870702?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6450341117031870702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=6450341117031870702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6450341117031870702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6450341117031870702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/12/il-mare.html' title='Il Mare'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1hvaVtM-OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yL3LVmmritY/s72-c/the+light+from+heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-2143491368587133450</id><published>2007-12-04T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T18:01:50.338+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Come l'acqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1huuVtM-NI/AAAAAAAAADI/PXnMh_ydAzw/s1600-h/alla+acqua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1huuVtM-NI/AAAAAAAAADI/PXnMh_ydAzw/s320/alla+acqua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140980717023197394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1hunVtM-MI/AAAAAAAAADA/KfMJVhGk7Cs/s1600-h/DSC08989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1hunVtM-MI/AAAAAAAAADA/KfMJVhGk7Cs/s320/DSC08989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140980596764113090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;È una storia della mia pena. Qualche tempo fa, ho visitato una città che è vicino a Milano. Si chiama Como. Sono andata nel centro di Como con un mio amico. C'è un lago che è vicino alla piazza. Quando il mio amico ha dormito sul prato, sono andata sola alla sponda del lago. È sereno, e il sole è nel centro del cielo. Poche nuvole qualche volta hanno spazzolato il sole. Sono andata a fare una passeggiata sulla spiaggia. Ho sentito il suono dell'acqua. Quando sono arrivata alla fine della sponda, ho sentito che già sono in piedi nel centro del lago. Ci sono molto spesso le onde. Qualche volta, l'acqua ha potuto bagnare i miei piedi, poi l'acqua è potuta andare via e è entrata nel lago con il mio odore. Ma l'acqua è restata sulla mia pelle. Qualche volta, l'acqua è ritornata al lago prima di contattare me. Secondo me, ci sono simile alle persone che sono intorno me. Alcuni vengono, alcuni vanno, alcuni restano... Io prendo qualcosa da loro, anche io do qualcosa a loro. Ci influenzano.&lt;/span&gt;&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/839765750887641691-2143491368587133450?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2143491368587133450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=2143491368587133450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2143491368587133450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/2143491368587133450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/12/come-lacqua.html' title='Come l&apos;acqua'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R1huuVtM-NI/AAAAAAAAADI/PXnMh_ydAzw/s72-c/alla+acqua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-7086945423432299992</id><published>2007-11-11T01:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:35:30.795+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amico mio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ho un miglior amico che è d'Italia. Siamo amici da due mesi, ma siamo molto vicini. È un ragazzo giovane e molto bello: gli occhi marrone scuro, le sopracciglia neri, il naso lungo, i capeli neri, corti e ricci. Qualche volta, ha gli occhiali. Qualche volta, non ha. Perchè ha gli le lenti a contatto. È più alto di me. Non è grasso, ma ha la pancia un po'grande a causa delle birre. È simpatico e intelligente. Ha molto esperienze. Ha visitato ventuno nazioni. Sa molto informazioni benchè ha solo ventidue anni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chi è?&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/839765750887641691-7086945423432299992?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7086945423432299992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=7086945423432299992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7086945423432299992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7086945423432299992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/11/amico-mio.html' title='Amico mio'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-61495402866325429</id><published>2007-11-02T01:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:00:27.836+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Match Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The match man, you live in the little box. The life seems simple. You move either to left or to right. But, the real life is not so common as the visual image. I discovered your warm when I closed to you and your box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Feeling cold and gray when I just got in this big area. It's new for me. Because that there's no connection before. We were strange to each other. After a while, I started to communicate and tried to understand the different faces and lifes. Until found out the similar things between us. I understood that the warmness is under the gray and simple apperance.&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/839765750887641691-61495402866325429?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/61495402866325429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=61495402866325429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/61495402866325429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/61495402866325429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/11/match-man.html' title='The Match Man'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-3223154121727931065</id><published>2007-10-25T00:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:45:44.861+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Al sud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Abito e studio a Tallinn da undici mesi. A causa della posizione della accademia, abito nel centro della città. Ci sono le architetture grandi qui. È autunno a Tallinn. Ma secondo me, questo è l'inverno. Perchè le luci del sole diventano poche. L'aria è fredda. E spesso piove. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Un giorno, il mio cuore disse a me: Scusa! Ma voglio uscire dal tuo corpo. Non mi piace abitare al buio. Io voglio la luce e il calore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chiesi: Dove è la luce e il calore? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Disse: Al sud.&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/839765750887641691-3223154121727931065?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3223154121727931065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=3223154121727931065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/3223154121727931065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/3223154121727931065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/10/al-sud.html' title='Al sud'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-5579786583796512281</id><published>2007-10-19T19:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:35:41.504+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPACT 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1XnzD0NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GHumSlE8DNw/s1600-h/DSC09379-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1XnzD0NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GHumSlE8DNw/s320/DSC09379-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876521926643922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YHzD0OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/a7eI-6K3YgE/s1600-h/DSC09381-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YHzD0OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/a7eI-6K3YgE/s320/DSC09381-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876530516578530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YHzD0PI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jsg8y5Spxp0/s1600-h/DSC09383-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YHzD0PI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jsg8y5Spxp0/s320/DSC09383-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876530516578546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YXzD0QI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fddkw0NETBA/s1600-h/DSC09386-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YXzD0QI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fddkw0NETBA/s320/DSC09386-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876534811545858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YnzD0RI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WRvtp8UqYGE/s1600-h/DSC09387-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1YnzD0RI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WRvtp8UqYGE/s320/DSC09387-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157876539106513170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this Tuesday to this afternoon, I worked with IMPACT 5. We made a great project with the artists from U.S.A, Germany, Spain and Estonia. During this week, we've worked together. Learned a lot. Tonight, we held on the exhibition in the gallery of EKA. Everything different print making works are set up in the complicated space. Espacially, there is a "map" on the floor. It helps a lot for connecting the different works. It likes a bridge between the different space of art works. Till now, I'm still appreciate this exhibition. We came from different countries, and have different culture background. Just in short time (4 days), we worked together, built our ideas and did many works with different techniques. To work together is the more important thing in this project, as the directer said.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-5579786583796512281?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5579786583796512281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=5579786583796512281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/5579786583796512281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/5579786583796512281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/10/impact-5.html' title='IMPACT 5'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R5R1XnzD0NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GHumSlE8DNw/s72-c/DSC09379-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-6433169381217292246</id><published>2007-10-15T22:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:54:41.593+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RxPFc2oVNVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_aggaoqFerM/s1600-h/DSC09002~_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RxPFc2oVNVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_aggaoqFerM/s320/DSC09002~_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121654300742071634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/839765750887641691-6433169381217292246?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6433169381217292246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=6433169381217292246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6433169381217292246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/6433169381217292246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/10/self-portrait.html' title='Self-portrait'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RxPFc2oVNVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_aggaoqFerM/s72-c/DSC09002~_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-4291905835571853721</id><published>2007-10-06T00:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:36:29.484+02:00</updated><title type='text'>una storia piccola</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;C'è un giovane serpente nella foresta. Lui abita vicino al fiume grande. A volte ci sono le persone che arrivano dall'altro lato di questo fiume. Il serpente parla con loro. Sono simpatici e amichevoli. Per amicizia il serpente ha regalato la pelle. Queste persone dopo vanno dall'altro lato di fiume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Un giorno, nell'altro lato del fiume c'è un negozio nuovo. Il negozio è speciale. Vendono pelli di serpente.&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/839765750887641691-4291905835571853721?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4291905835571853721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=4291905835571853721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/4291905835571853721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/4291905835571853721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/10/una-storia-piccola.html' title='una storia piccola'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-1621256114699960250</id><published>2007-10-01T22:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:39:19.478+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Risotto con i fungi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwFm8HfcICI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Df5OJkhMjFA/s1600-h/Immagine+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwFm8HfcICI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Df5OJkhMjFA/s320/Immagine+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116483834658693154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mi piace cucinare italiano. Oggi, io cucino risotto con i fungi. Ma, io non ho lo zafferano. Allora, ho il riso, l'aglio, le cipolle, le carote e i fungi. Questo è la prima volta che cucino italiano. É gustoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-1621256114699960250?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1621256114699960250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=1621256114699960250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/1621256114699960250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/1621256114699960250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/10/risotto-con-i-fungi.html' title='Risotto con i fungi'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwFm8HfcICI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Df5OJkhMjFA/s72-c/Immagine+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-8452883161461929076</id><published>2007-09-28T01:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:09:01.148+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The opening of "ENTROOPIA" 27 SEP, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA6jXfcIBI/AAAAAAAAABs/NriJeSEpios/s1600-h/DSC_2884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3cXfcH5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/pXodmItUy3g/s320/DSC_2717.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116150137174630290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3dHfcH6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/o2qmUHK6VRo/s1600-h/DSC_2716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3dHfcH6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/o2qmUHK6VRo/s320/DSC_2716.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116150150059532194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3dnfcH7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k5rxYN2R8gk/s1600-h/DSC_2700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3dnfcH7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/k5rxYN2R8gk/s320/DSC_2700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116150158649466802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3f3fcH8I/AAAAAAAAABE/nw8eYCb_F8I/s1600-h/DSC_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA3f3fcH8I/AAAAAAAAABE/nw8eYCb_F8I/s320/DSC_2688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116150197304172482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st group exihibition in Estoian is opened at 18.00, today.&lt;div&gt;Location: Pikk 42, The old town in Tallinn of Estioa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/839765750887641691-8452883161461929076?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8452883161461929076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=8452883161461929076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/8452883161461929076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/8452883161461929076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/09/opening-of-entroopia-27-sep-2007.html' title='The opening of &quot;ENTROOPIA&quot; 27 SEP, 2007'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/RwA6jXfcIBI/AAAAAAAAABs/NriJeSEpios/s72-c/DSC_2884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-7384128400160219914</id><published>2007-09-25T11:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:46:14.000+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moon Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/photo/2006-08/29/xin_5808032921403173230434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/photo/2006-08/29/xin_5808032921403173230434.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Chinese moon festival. I start to miss my country and my family.&lt;div&gt;Have a good time there, my family and my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope i will eat the chinese mooncakes at the same time with my family. The pity thing is that it's difficult to find chinese mooncakes in Tallinn. How poor it is! Maybe i should make one big big "mooncake" in Raja 11. eheh... &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/839765750887641691-7384128400160219914?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7384128400160219914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=7384128400160219914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7384128400160219914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7384128400160219914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/09/moon-festival.html' title='The Moon Festival'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-839765750887641691.post-7685615803982354375</id><published>2007-09-25T01:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T15:30:25.769+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to Tallinn.</title><content type='html'>After 18 days trip in Italy, i came back to Tallinn again. It's very complicated to me. I miss Itay and Italian.&lt;div&gt;But, it's good that i start to be busy from the 1st day when i arrived Tallinn. Meeting friends, having parties, studying in the academy and have new project. Especailly, i'll have a opening of group exhibition on 27th. That is my 1st exhibition after i came back from italy. Grande!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope the exhibition will be good. :) viva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buonanotte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/839765750887641691-7685615803982354375?l=liyangsarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7685615803982354375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=839765750887641691&amp;postID=7685615803982354375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7685615803982354375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/839765750887641691/posts/default/7685615803982354375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liyangsarts.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back-to.html' title='I&apos;m back to Tallinn.'/><author><name>Li Yang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05897230368644519554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4_AOMbTJ-1k/R3OPMw8eaiI/AAAAAAAAADs/4U-KBq9ZOJI/S220/DSC08427.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
