What we have to do what at any rate it is our duty to do is to revive the old art of Lying.
A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.
Wushu is a move in Chinese a physical move. An attack. Wushu is like an art.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
