681 Quotes About Chinese

Labor automation, machine learning and artificial intelligence will have a devastating impact on the already struggling Chinese economy.

I'm online, therefore I am.

Things to know about me: I'm half English, half Taiwanese, and no, I don't know karate. I'm definitely not good at math and I don't know how to spell your name in Chinese.

Stepping down from the swing,Languidly she smooths her soft slender hands,Her flimsy dress wet with light perspirationA slim flower trembling with heavy dew.Spying a stranger, she walks hastily away in shyness:Her feet in bare socks,Her gold hairpin fallen.Then she stops to lean against a gate,And looking back,Makes as if sniffing a green plum

Last night there was intermittent rain, a gusty wind.Deep sleep did not relieve me ofThe last effects of wine.I ask the maid rolling up the blinds,But she replies: "The crab-apple is lovely as before.""Don't you know?""Oh, don't you know?""The green should be plump and the red lean?

A VISIT TO QIANTANG LAKE IN SPRINGGushan Temple is to the north, Jiating pavilion west,The water's surface now is calm, the bottom of the clouds low.In several places, the first orioles are fighting in warm trees,By every house new swallows peck at spring mud.Disordered flowers have grown almost enough to confuse the eye,Bright grass is able now to hide the hooves of horses.I most love the east of the lake, I cannot come often enoughWithin the shade of green poplars on White Sand Embankment.

MIDNIGHT SONG OF WUIn Chang'an city is the disk of the moon,The sound of pounding clothes in ten thousand households.The autumn wind is blowing without cease,All the time I think of Yuguan pass.When will we pacify the pillaging Hu,So my husband can end his long journey?

Тарквиний Змейк ворвался в класс, как свежий ветер, и задал вопрос, неожиданный для учителя химии:— Вы знаете, как выглядит китайский иероглиф «учиться»?Никто не знал.— Он составлен из трех элементов: ребенок под крышей, а сверху над ним — когти. Вопросы есть?И Гвидион сразу понял, что у него в сердце всегда найдется место для предмета, который ведет Тарквиний Змейк.

NOSTALGIAWhen I was a child, Nostalgia was a tiny postage stamp, I, on this side, My mother, on the other.When I was older, Nostalgia became a ship ticket, I, on this side, My bride, on the other.Later, Nostalgia was a squat tomb, I, outside. My mother, inside.And now, Nostalgia is a coastline, a shallow strait. I, on this side, The mainland, on the other.