Shadows from trees softly falls onto the water

Your tone should be kind and firm.

Indeed, she’s 170 centimeters tall, with 120 centimeter legs, a pretty face, a sweet smile, a warm voice, as well as being thoughtful and considerate of others. The most important part is that I got free air-miles. How could I have been worthy?

It doesn't take a lot of time, but when you're moulding the clay, you have to sit with a very stable posture, your hands have to be very stable, and you have to maintain a moderate amount of pressure in the grip of your fingers, as only by treating the clay gently can you get a piece of work like this.

He clearly felt proud of this kind of distinction between masculine and feminine, but actually it's not like Su Dongpo's ci are all like 'The River Surges Eastward'". Wouldn't lines of poetry like, "Gradually, the laughter within the walls faded, and the passersby dispersed. As if one's passion was injured by the ruthlessness of a young girl." and "Through the embroidered curtain, the moon steals a furtive glance at her." also maybe only be appropriate for young girls of 17 or 18 to sing in modest voices?

And what kind of atmosphere is given off by lines from Liu Yong such as, "Trotting slowly on horseback on the ancient streets of Chang'An, with cicadas calling from the tall willows lining the street" and "Passing by many beautiful cliffs along the ravine, into the deepest depths of the river. The roar of the river gradually calms, and a good wind happens to rise, now I hear again the merchants and travelers calling to one another. The sails hoisted high."? In the first half of the ci with the line "a riverbank covered in willow trees with the cold breeze before the dawn" is the line "The evening clouds and mist have gradually gotten thicker, and the sky over Chu is vast and open!". Who can say that this is feminine?

But why do we, when mentioning a particular person, think that they are masculine, and when mentioning another person, think that he's feminine? This is because the tiger and the rose in everyone's heart take different forms.

Some people's hearts start out as tiger lairs, with the roses at the mouth of the tiger's lair inevitably being trampled by the tiger; some people's hearts start out as gardens, and the tiger in the garden is inevitably intoxicated by the fragrance. So the nature of the former is closer to masculine, and the nature of the latter is closer to feminine.

Majesty and grace, extroversion and introversion, theater and painting, Dionysusian art and Apollonian art, the fierce stare of an attendant of the Buddha and the lowered gaze of the Bodhisattva, or the coyness of the maid and the rapidity of the rabbit from 'The Nine Situations' in Sunzi's Art of War, and Yao Nai's concept of masculine and feminine, are all but footnotes to these two aspects.

I hear Sichuanese girls are spicy to their core, just like the food. I'm really quite skilled at conquering tough women with softness. You should leave the pretty Sichuanese girls to me!