As for the emperor concubines, nature can no longer meet with outsiders. Life with the edicts mining sludge holding back their Kansui Hin. Quietly sit down and relying on a narrow window, and my heart also give birth to a trace of compassion. Over middle age, his father is in fact a lot of money young. Moreover, transportation officials and a lot of money smooth, so easy to home in Suzhou, home of the elite government officials are Xuan He did not. Yan Yun to Suzhou, Yan Yun has always been valued by the court, which is why the father should not be regarded too abjection, family financial situation is also considered as well-off.
Written in the case of a new thing I read in the head early in the morning on behalf of the ink was dry Pulsatilla sad. "Luoyang East peach flowers, flying off someone?" Which family it, looked at the thing I read in the Yi River woodenly Wearing lower case, however, did not think the Yi River, she has a new blossoming of the flowers will be drifting far away, it is not, and the Beijing Palace. Warm smoked charcoal in the face, mixed with the fragrance of the new chrysanthemum off, there Wenrun Run the Yuntie. In this warm, the Yi River's mental state seemed more over as the heart of the falling away, fly to see the end of the corner ... ...
"Miss, miss?" Take the sludge delicate shoulders shook the Yi River, the Yi River had just recovered? "Is how?" Heart of the loss reflected in the eyes of the Yi River, one grabbing too blurred. "Miss, the hour is late, my lord told you go to church with a meal it is."
Has been so late? Sure enough, the window has seen a ray of light, dark earlier and earlier in the day tried to swallow the last ray of light. "Hershey's people are scattered it?" "Has long been gone, miss you to sit here and have three to four hour of the" mining sludge comes here turned abruptly, reaching exploration of the Yi River on the forehead probe "Miss, but disease is it? "
Gently shake off mining sludge attached to the hand on his forehead, leaning Zhuojiao slowly stood up, "Come on, do not let master so anxious."
A few days ago Human fallen snow has been swept clean, a little snow remaining stains rustling underfoot. Court is the father is not far away from the Cold Water Villa, but this time the Yi River, the heavy end up each step, the way Jing Si take a long time.
"Tong child!" My father is still the face of joy, Xu is the wind from his face stained reddish lump the two startled surprise. Smile father received a temporary income. Openings less than his father, Fu Shen Yi River in accordance with the gift line gift to the father, and then got up with the Jisi already glittering eyes the color. Tong children's nicknames is the Yi River, the mother left, the only way to make Yasumizu always have to only the name, now they begin again, Yasumizu inevitably sad. Seeing the eyes of the Yi River was crystal clear, easy to ease heavy heart but also a lot of money. After all, the palace when this would mean, think about seeing is more difficult.
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2010年12月5日星期日
Passing, but also a beautiful
Lin Yan, run the register, out of China Unicom's business lobby, removed from the phone to send a party out of the phone cards smartly thrown into the roadside bushes ... ...
Met with the Fang Ming, is a local chat room, while Lin Yan, bored that day to hang, while finishing his own collection of essays in the know, the party came out greeting: "Hello, Where?"
Lin Yansheng hard to answer: "check households do not talk."
Fang Ming and then chuckled, then asked: "How old are you."
Lin Yan is one: "I do not talk big kids."
Fang Ming laughed over there, come back saying: "I was big."
"Unemployed not talk," Lin Yan still do not change their so-called chat principle.
Fang Ming and then call back: "I'm a reporter talk to you?"
What a Man is not the beginning, Lin Yan and Fang Ming talked only less than ten minutes, side business in a hurry say so myself down. Lin Yan used to read while working sub-network the next day and hung up, Lin Yan get that done his own thing, see the left side there is a word: I am looking for a chat yesterday that reporter, something I have to travel , and left his QQ number.
I remember it was before Tomb Sweeping Festival, as long as there is time to QQ, Fang Ming to find Lin Yan. However, due to the reason party is always talking out of work for long. Each time come and gone. Lin Yan of the many dreams in March, the party is undoubtedly clear skies for her long period of a landscape. In a strange feeling inside, Lin Yan Ming is always, consciously or unconsciously waiting for the arrival of parties, it is so common in the network spent three months time. Lin Yan Ming from the party was not asked where, but was told Fang Ming Lin Yan, where he is, is what to do.Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches
Met with the Fang Ming, is a local chat room, while Lin Yan, bored that day to hang, while finishing his own collection of essays in the know, the party came out greeting: "Hello, Where?"
Lin Yansheng hard to answer: "check households do not talk."
Fang Ming and then chuckled, then asked: "How old are you."
Lin Yan is one: "I do not talk big kids."
Fang Ming laughed over there, come back saying: "I was big."
"Unemployed not talk," Lin Yan still do not change their so-called chat principle.
Fang Ming and then call back: "I'm a reporter talk to you?"
What a Man is not the beginning, Lin Yan and Fang Ming talked only less than ten minutes, side business in a hurry say so myself down. Lin Yan used to read while working sub-network the next day and hung up, Lin Yan get that done his own thing, see the left side there is a word: I am looking for a chat yesterday that reporter, something I have to travel , and left his QQ number.
I remember it was before Tomb Sweeping Festival, as long as there is time to QQ, Fang Ming to find Lin Yan. However, due to the reason party is always talking out of work for long. Each time come and gone. Lin Yan of the many dreams in March, the party is undoubtedly clear skies for her long period of a landscape. In a strange feeling inside, Lin Yan Ming is always, consciously or unconsciously waiting for the arrival of parties, it is so common in the network spent three months time. Lin Yan Ming from the party was not asked where, but was told Fang Ming Lin Yan, where he is, is what to do.Cheap ClothesJuniors DressesLED LightRenault can clipbmw gt1Aluminium Powder led lightSEO ServicesReplica Watches
2010年10月27日星期三
SSS power
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THIS POWER SUPPLY IS SPECIALLY FOR BMW OPS PROGRAMMING. USUALLY FOR PROFESSIONAL PROGRAMMING FOR NEW BMW AND MAINTAINING COSTANT VOLTAGE AND CURRENT DURING VEHICLE ASSEMBLEY TO PROGRAMMING
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During programming power levels must be maintained in a narrow range to minimize the chance of damaging controllers. It must be adjusted voltage between 12.8 till 13.5 Volt before connect power cable to car battery. There is a LCD Monitor to show the statistics .
It is no need to run a car to supply for permanent and stable voltage.
It can adjust the AC and DC .It is very strong and stablization.
Recommended by almost all manufacturers from BMW and Mercedes Benz to Volvo, Porsche, Volkswagen, Audi, Mann and many others.
Not a Battery Chargers .
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The SSSR3 is the new version of the Software Service Station .
SSS and SSSR2 which has been introduced in the authorised workshops of BMW AG worldwide since early 2003.
The SSSR3 is virtually identical to the SSS and SSSR2 in terms of visual appearance and component configuration.
It is an addition to the DISplus and Group Tester One (GT1)diagnostic systems.
Together with the Optical (test) and Programming System O(P)PS it provides an efficient and versatile platform for the programming, individualisation and encoding of BMW vehicles
SSS V29
Available for programming
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1 serial : E81 E87
3 serial : E36 E46 E90 E91 E92 E93
5 serial : E34 E39 E60 E61
6 serial : E63 E64
7 serial : E32 E38 E65
8 serial : E31
X serial : E53 E83 E70
Z serial : E52 E85 E86
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Detailed Selling Lead Description
The SSSR3 is the new version of the Software Service Station .
SSS and SSSR2 which has been introduced in the authorised workshops of BMW AG worldwide since early 2003.
The SSSR3 is virtually identical to the SSS and SSSR2 in terms of visual appearance and component configuration.
It is an addition to the DISplus and Group Tester One (GT1)diagnostic systems.
Together with the Optical (test) and Programming System O(P)PS it provides an efficient and versatile platform for the programming, individualisation and encoding of BMW vehicles
SSS V29
Available for programming
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1 serial : E81 E87
3 serial : E36 E46 E90 E91 E92 E93
5 serial : E34 E39 E60 E61
6 serial : E63 E64
7 serial : E32 E38 E65
8 serial : E31
X serial : E53 E83 E70
Z serial : E52 E85 E86
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2010年9月17日星期五
Send affectionate autumn
Often to the autumn season, the Federation of Red Chamber in the popular mind the poem: Autumn flowers pale Akigusa Huang, Geng Gengqiu light autumn night long, have felt endless autumn autumn window, nakan wind and rain to help bleak. Listen to this autumn's poems, and songs for this autumn, my heart like a spilled bottle of bittersweet flavors do not know what it's like. Whenever Dazhao San autumn walk in the rain, the mood is always dark, and a kind of tenderness Melancholy arises spontaneously: in the Lianhua's dying? Or fly leaf, Yihuo also like the clove Raining paper umbrella propped same girl?
Every autumn rain falling, I would similar to a few friends, find a secluded cabin, get a few side dishes, hot pot on shochu, drinking and card talk to mind, "although a single Origin to do, since the tilting cup to make pot . " Speaking of sad office, we cry; talk to the enthusiasm, they hugged each other singing and dancing, the kind of unfettered way to express their feelings as to maximize the volatilization of alcohol, the sad hearts of all thrown into the winds unlimited .
Without the company of friends, I like a man alone reading books, thinking mind. Looked at the gray sky outside, listening to the rhythm of the rain outside, I was inside, holding pen Dumas's "La Traviata", taste the love story of the heroine, as the plot started to smile and tear, witted and soon on the wet side of the embroidered pillow. With the thought of what their experience, concerns over the people. Where is the right, where is wrong, where is the sorry, where is the meet. Licking in the autumn by macrophages with their own
Injured heart, no distance to face their own, or joy, or anger, or comfort, more is to motivate yourself bravely forward.
Autumn is a song, is a wordless song, write a life of twists and turn of the beautiful melody; is a lyric poem, stirring the chest feeling magnificent spark; is a pot of strong wine, burn their , wonderful life.
I want to thank the autumn, is that it taught me how to face the music in the world, rediscover themselves, but also gave me a beautiful feeling for their own fuel.
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Every autumn rain falling, I would similar to a few friends, find a secluded cabin, get a few side dishes, hot pot on shochu, drinking and card talk to mind, "although a single Origin to do, since the tilting cup to make pot . " Speaking of sad office, we cry; talk to the enthusiasm, they hugged each other singing and dancing, the kind of unfettered way to express their feelings as to maximize the volatilization of alcohol, the sad hearts of all thrown into the winds unlimited .
Without the company of friends, I like a man alone reading books, thinking mind. Looked at the gray sky outside, listening to the rhythm of the rain outside, I was inside, holding pen Dumas's "La Traviata", taste the love story of the heroine, as the plot started to smile and tear, witted and soon on the wet side of the embroidered pillow. With the thought of what their experience, concerns over the people. Where is the right, where is wrong, where is the sorry, where is the meet. Licking in the autumn by macrophages with their own
Injured heart, no distance to face their own, or joy, or anger, or comfort, more is to motivate yourself bravely forward.
Autumn is a song, is a wordless song, write a life of twists and turn of the beautiful melody; is a lyric poem, stirring the chest feeling magnificent spark; is a pot of strong wine, burn their , wonderful life.
I want to thank the autumn, is that it taught me how to face the music in the world, rediscover themselves, but also gave me a beautiful feeling for their own fuel.
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Dan has become a learning
Romance, like a prolonged forever, "attractive" one. The story of hero and heroine of pure love each other sincerely Attachment, unshaken. When it is the authors of "serious", "positive" and write, and then wantonly "magnificent" and displayed in public view in, those pressing the "appreciation" of the eyes, already unable Chennai. -
When those hungry eyes "with relish" after the appreciation, my heart is like a kind of unspeakable pleasure and warmth. And when the pleasure and warmth slowly fade over time, their heart is really still think of it the instant when it once again get enough? It really will linger?
When they finished reading again, it still is a considerable emotion that it? Whether this is a boring boring out? The authors complete their work and whether the content is waking up without it? Is Stuck in which the vague and out? -
For these so-called texts, perhaps the writers are the real experiences, or maybe fantasy writers have come out of senses fabrications. In either case, it's put in real people's eyes, and deep-rooted place in people's hearts.
Perhaps to show his "talent" and also perhaps to attract people rather lonely and hungry eyes, but it more than once for the loyal "viewers" actively performed. People are dreaming of looking forward, looking forward, until the next one works there, too "nice" too stimulating.
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When those hungry eyes "with relish" after the appreciation, my heart is like a kind of unspeakable pleasure and warmth. And when the pleasure and warmth slowly fade over time, their heart is really still think of it the instant when it once again get enough? It really will linger?
When they finished reading again, it still is a considerable emotion that it? Whether this is a boring boring out? The authors complete their work and whether the content is waking up without it? Is Stuck in which the vague and out? -
For these so-called texts, perhaps the writers are the real experiences, or maybe fantasy writers have come out of senses fabrications. In either case, it's put in real people's eyes, and deep-rooted place in people's hearts.
Perhaps to show his "talent" and also perhaps to attract people rather lonely and hungry eyes, but it more than once for the loyal "viewers" actively performed. People are dreaming of looking forward, looking forward, until the next one works there, too "nice" too stimulating.
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In the darkness of the night
Thirty years ago the home, the village has no electricity, still dominate the barren night, sometimes several more dogs barking, being skinny while away the passion, the little moaning weakly, in the presence of their own, dogs are sensitive sense of smell is no longer important, hungry tongue into the air in the sweet potato can search for days and nights of frustration odor emitted. Even if the hungry, to have in the dark shelter, crouch down and place, became the biggest dog they desire. The stars have blinked eyes, the dog drowsy in hunger, occasionally narrowing his eyes woodenly, Chou Chou those stars, and then lowered head, his mouth affixed to the ground, Chao Hu Hu-Qi, supporting dogs were emaciated life. In addition to the moon in the sky lazy, kerosene lamps lit the dark village, only muttered in the sweet potato meal that little will be swallowed down, dim the lights will be tight lips blow out, with dim moonlight sky, like hide in the dark.
Thick darkness, hunger, became a night without moon and stars, there is no sound.
My parents put their lips sweet potato bread and pickled pickle their own squeeze my bag, never too sweet and salty taste, in a month down, let my high school far from home night and watch the stars and the moon clearly off off, bringing a warm static.
I read where the village secondary school, the night is the same as hunger and fatigue interests and symbolic After dinner, the same as it was less emaciated dogs their bark weakly guarded, as immersed in the stars and the moon, where lazy.
Our schools, precisely, is where we classes that, but in the darkness with light showing off in their own glory and happiness.
The east campus in question is independent of brick tile classroom, squeezed into the more than 70 Zhuang Huren family hope is the hope of the whole commune. All communes learning elite, carefully selected, squeezed into the classroom in question. The next time, we need to do is go home once a month, back when the bag filled with school parents and families with hunger bunched up into the high expectations, and then calmly sitting in the classroom in question, a pen on paper Writing calculus with parents full of Hope. And endured hunger, under the kerosene lamp on the other classes going to night classes for students in each night, envious eyes will penetrate the darkness, infinite desire to aspire to a bright classroom in question....
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Thick darkness, hunger, became a night without moon and stars, there is no sound.
My parents put their lips sweet potato bread and pickled pickle their own squeeze my bag, never too sweet and salty taste, in a month down, let my high school far from home night and watch the stars and the moon clearly off off, bringing a warm static.
I read where the village secondary school, the night is the same as hunger and fatigue interests and symbolic After dinner, the same as it was less emaciated dogs their bark weakly guarded, as immersed in the stars and the moon, where lazy.
Our schools, precisely, is where we classes that, but in the darkness with light showing off in their own glory and happiness.
The east campus in question is independent of brick tile classroom, squeezed into the more than 70 Zhuang Huren family hope is the hope of the whole commune. All communes learning elite, carefully selected, squeezed into the classroom in question. The next time, we need to do is go home once a month, back when the bag filled with school parents and families with hunger bunched up into the high expectations, and then calmly sitting in the classroom in question, a pen on paper Writing calculus with parents full of Hope. And endured hunger, under the kerosene lamp on the other classes going to night classes for students in each night, envious eyes will penetrate the darkness, infinite desire to aspire to a bright classroom in question....
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