At 3:35 on January 2, 2019, Gu Fangzhou, a famous medical scientist and virologist who developed a “sugar pill” vaccine to eradicate polio in
China and former president and first-class professor of Peking Union Medical College of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences,
died in Beijing at the age of 92 because of ineffective treatment. On the afternoon of January 6, Mr. Gu
Fangzhou’s Memorial Meeting was held at Peking Union Medical College, Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences.
Recalling the past
My father took me for a “trial”
Gu Fangzhou devoted his efforts to the prevention and treatment of poliomyelitis, and ultimately helped to achieve the complete eradication of poliomyelitis in China and maintain a long-term polio-free state. Gu Fangzhou used Gu Lidong, his eldest son, who had just completed a full moon, to test the vaccine during the clinical trial period. “I have no complaints about my father’s decision at that time.” “Polio eradication is the father’s lifelong wish,” he said. “Although as his children, we did not inherit his bowl, but I was pleased to have been able to participate in the experiment.
Gu Lidong told Beijing Youth Daily that during the “drug test”, his father kept his mother’s secret. “But when he made this decision, he must have thought it over carefully. They had done a lot of animal experiments at that time, and the Father himself had a personal test. In my opinion, on the one hand, it is his confidence in his scientific research achievements, on the other hand, it is also due to the sense of mission and dedication of the older generation of scientists.
“Father’s life for a big thing, to do a big thing, is to eradicate polio. My family often recalls my father’s life and work. Recently, we have seen many reports about my father’s deeds, which makes us proud.
Chat about work
It’s normal to study late into the night.
On the spot of the memorial meeting, Gu Lidong also recalled a small incident in his childhood. He said that mothers also learn about viruses. “At that time, the responsibility of taking care of my brother’s sleeping at night fell on me. On one occasion, the biology institute’s canteen showed a movie, which was my favorite “Tunnel War”. After coaxing my brother to sleep early, I sneaked out to watch the movie. Halfway through, the radio suddenly shouted, “Gu Lidong, please come to the gate.” In the past, when my brother woke up and my parents and I weren’t around, he came to the gate to look for us. Only then did I realize that it was late at night and that my father and mother were still working hard in the laboratory.
Gu Lidong said that working late into the night was the norm in their childhood. “They’re all in the sterile room. The procedures for entering and leaving are very complicated, so it’s very difficult for them to get out when they go in.”
Talk about family style
Strictly Administering Schools and Families
Gu Lidong recalled that his father not only governed his school strictly, but also his family strictly. When we lived in Dongjiao Minxiang, there was a big table at home. The father held parents’meetings for the children from time to time. “We should reflect on the lack of learning and morality.”
Gu Fangzhou is the kindest father to his eldest son Gu Liedong. “For his mother, he is a good husband, and for the younger generation, he is a good teacher and friend.”
Gu Lidong mentioned that his father enjoyed taking pictures before he died, and took many pictures of his mother and their siblings in his spare time.
After Mr. Gu Fangzhou’s death, his family received many condolences from his
former colleagues and students. Gu Lidong said: “Because they are both
medical students, mothers are psychologically prepared for their father’s death, and now they are more concerned
with their father’s aftermath.” Gu Lidong said that before his father died, he had
given some instructions to his children. “He said that he hoped we could be down-to-earth and do things steadily, and also told us to take good care of our mothers.”
Whether the title of the play is known or not, the leading actor Zhao Liying is ranked one or two on the microblog hot search list, and the four websites have the first real-time viewing in China at the same time.
“Do you know if it should be green, fat, red and thin” which was selected for the Christmas broadcast won the audience’s popularity.
”Know whether or not it should be green, fat, red and thin”, adapted from the novel of the same name, through
telling the growth story of Ming Lan (Zhao Liying), a girl from
the official family in the Northern Song Dynasty, unfolds a picture of life from a boudoir girl to Hou Men’s mother, and deduces the prosperity of a house.
This drama is also the first co-operative TV drama broadcast after Zhao Liying and Feng Shaofeng got married. When filming, it was
still a couple’s Feng Ying, whose strong affection and honey could not be hidden. Director Zhang Kai-zeu once revealed that “they are acting like they live.”
But even without the news, Xiao Feijun believed that the play would be very hot.
Actors are all acting schools. Actors Zhao Liying, Feng Shaofeng and Zhu Yilong need not say much. Even children
actors are in a bad stage. Lin Xiaoniang, who is higher in Bill Qing’s section, makes every audience itch with hate.
”Quality Assurance” noon sunshine also failed to live up to public expectations, the scriptwriter pulled Zeng Lu and Wu Tong from “Zhangsha”. Art
also seeks truth to the greatest extent possible. In order to make the light on the
of candlelight in night play has triggered great discussion.
And the filming crew that pays so much attention to details naturally takes the scenery very attentively. After many geological prospecting, the filming crew
finally selected this small county town in Zhejiang Province:
This is the starting point of the Tang Poetry Road in eastern Zhejiang Province. Xie Lingyun’s “high into the clouds”
mood, Du Fu’s “can’t forget” grief, Li Bai’s “sleepwalking grandmother’s farewell”
magnificence, Bai Juyi’s “Wozhou grandmother is the eyebrow” beauty can be seen everywhere.
Full of ancient charm and chivalrous spirit make it a well-known location in the industry, “Biography of Heroes in Archery”, “Laughter Ao Jianghu”, “Eight Sections of Tianlong”, “
Swordsmen in Divine Sculpture”… Many of Jin Yong’s adapted films and TV works
have been filmed here. In recent years, the fire of “Lang Ya Bang”, “Flowers and Bones”, “Embroidered Spring Knife 2″… I also came here to shoot.
Ancient Bridge, Ancient Street, Ancient Village, Ancient Town… Sitting in the mountains for a day doesn’t feel like time is running out.
Many ancient skills are still here, singing Xinchang tune on the stage, the old people gathered to play ten times of ancient music, playing the traditional story of Dongming bag puppet show so that children can not turn their eyes.
From the late Ming Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty, the ancient method of brewing by burning grains was introduced into the throat, and the soft and mellow fragrance no longer remembered the sorrows and sorrows of the world.
IT Home News Jan. 5: Phishing scams against iPhone users are getting trickier and trickier. Security researcher Brian Krebs
outlines the latest phishing scams he’s seen. The scammers can impersonate calls from Apple.
Krebs said Jody Westby, chief executive of Global Cyber Risk, a security consulting firm, recently received a call on her iPhone called “
Apple Inc.” warning her that the service containing Apple’s user ID had been hacked and asking her to dial a 1-866 number for processing.
Westby contacted Apple’s customer service through the official Apple support page and asked Apple employees to call her. After contacting,
the customer service told her that the phone was fake, but when she checked the latest call records, she found that the so-called fraudulent phone information was exactly the same as Apple’s official.
Krebs then called the fraudster and asked Westby to make a call. On the other hand, an automatic response system said that he had contacted Apple
after sale. A few minutes later, a person called to inquire about the reason for the call. Krebs answered that he was told that the service containing Apple’s user ID had been hacked, and then the other party’s phone hung up and never called again.
Krebs argues that the purpose of the fraud is to obtain personal information and financial information, including bank cards, from Apple
users, as well as payment passwords. He said it was shocking and worrying that Apple devices could not distinguish between Apple’s official phones and fraudulent phones, which could easily convince users to be deceived.
If a user receives such a call, it’s best to contact Apple for confirmation. In addition, Apple generally does not contact users by phone.
Britney Spears posted on social networking website on May 5 that she would cancel all new concerts. The reason was that his father was seriously ill and hospitalized.
So she decided heavily to cancel the “Domination” singing show and devote the rest of her time to her family. Britney also said she had been looking forward to seeing everyone on the show and was heartbroken.
I don’t know where to start, because it’s too hard for me to talk about. I can’t perform my new “Domination” singing show.
I’ve been looking forward to this rookie for a year, and I hope to see all of you, so this decision breaks my heart. However, my family has always been my first priority.
So that’s the choice I have to make. A few months ago, my father was hospitalized and passed through the ghost gates. We are all grateful to him for surviving.
But there is still a long way to go to recover. I have to make tough decisions, and now I will focus all my attention and energy on my family.
I hope you all understand me. Ticket refund please log on my website. In the meantime, I sincerely thank you for your prayers and support for my family. Thank you, love you.
I’ve been looking forward to this rookie for a year, and I hope to see all of you, so this decision breaks my heart. However, my family is always my first priority, so this is the choice I have to make. A few months ago,
my father was hospitalized and passed through the ghost gates. We are all grateful that he can survive, but there is still a long way to go before he recovers. I had to make a tough decision.
The king wore lambswool breeches and a quilted doublet, yet somehow he looked as stiff and uncomfortable as if he had been clad in plate and mail. His skin was
pale leather, his beard cropped so short that it might have been painted on. A fringe about his temples was all that remained of his black hair. In his hand
was a parchment with a broken seal of dark green wax.
Jon took a knee. The king frowned at him, and rattled the parchment angrily. “Rise. Tell me, who is Lyanna Mormont?”
“One of Lady Maege’s daughters, Sire. The youngest. She was named for my lord father’s sister.”
“To curry your lord father’s favor, I don’t doubt. I know how that game is played. How old is this wretched girl child?”
Jon had to think a moment. “Ten. Or near enough to make no matter. Might I know how she has offended Your Grace?”
Stannis read from the letter. “Bear Island knows no king but the King in the North, whose name is STARK. A girl of ten, you
say, and she presumes to scold her lawful king.” His close-cropped beard lay like a shadow over his hollow cheeks. “See that you keep these tidings to yourself, Lord
Snow. Karhold is with me, that is all the men need know. I will not have your brothers trading tales of how this child spat on me.”
“I’m going to show you how dangerous tigers are,” hecontinued. “I want you to remember this lesson for the rest ofyour lives.”He turned to Babu and nodded.
Babu left. Mahisha’s eyesfollowed him and did not move from the door he disappearedthrough. He returned a few
seconds later carrying a goat withits legs tied. Mother gripped me from behind. Mahisha’s snarlturned into a growl deep in the throat.
Babu unlocked, opened, entered, closed and locked a cagenext to the tiger’s cage. Bars and a trapdoor separated thetwo.
Immediately Mahisha was up against the dividing bars,pawing them. To his growling he now added explosive,
arrestedwoofs. Babu placed the goat on the floor; its flanks wereheaving violently, its tongue hung from its mouth, and its eyeswere
He untied its
legs. The goat
got to its feet.
Lady Melisandre stirred. “Tell me, Lord Snow … where were these other kings when the wild people stormed your Wall?”
“A thousand leagues away and deaf to our need,” Jon replied. “I have not forgotten that, my lady. Nor will I. But my father’s bannermen have wives and children to
protect, and smallfolk who will die should they choose wrongly. His Grace asks much of them. Give them time, and you will have your answers.”
“Answers such as this?” Stannis crushed Lyanna’s letter in his fist.
“Even in the north men fear the wroth of Tywin Lannister. Boltons make bad enemies as well. It is not happenstance that put a flayed man on their banners.
They north rode with Robb, bled with him, died for him. They have supped on grief and death, and now you come to
offer them another serving. Do you blame them if they hang back? Forgive me, Your Grace, but some will look at you and see only another doomed pretender.”
“If His Grace is doomed, your realm is doomed as well,” said Lady Melisandre. “Remember that, Lord Snow. It is the one true king of Westeros who stands before you.”
Jon kept his face a mask. “As you say, my lady.”
I could feel Mother’s hand pressed against my poundingheart.
The trapdoor resisted with sharp cries. Mahisha was besidehimself – he looked as if he were about to burst through thebars.
He seemed to hesitate between staying where he was, atthe place where his prey was closest but most certainly out
ofreach, and moving to the ground level, further away but wherethe trapdoor was located. He raised himself and started snarlingagain.
The goat started to jump. It jumped to amazing heights. Ihad no idea a goat could jump so high. But the back
was a high
“As you command, Sire.” Maege Mormont had ridden south with Robb, Jon knew. Her eldest daughter had joined the Young Wolf’s host as well. Even if both of them
had died, however, Lady Maege had other daughters, some with children of their own. Had they gone with Robb as well? Surely Lady Maege would have left at
least one of the older girls behind as castellan. He did not understand why Lyanna should be writing Stannis, and
could not help but wonder if the girl’s answer might have been different if the letter had been sealed with a direwolf
instead of a crowned stag, and signed by Jon Stark, Lord of Winterfell. It is too late for such misgivings. You made your choice.
“Two score ravens were sent out,” the king complained, “yet we get no response but silence and defiance. Homage is the duty every leal subject owes his king. Yet
your father’s bannermen all turn their back on me, save the Karstarks. Is Arnolf Karstark the only man of honor in the north?”
Arnolf Karstark was the late Lord Rickard’s uncle. He had been made the castellan of Karhold when his nephew
and his sons went south with Robb, and he had been the first to respond to King Stannis’s call for homage, with a raven
declaring his allegiance. The Karstarks have no other choice, Jon might have said. Rickard Karstark had betrayed the direwolf and spilled the blood of lions.
The stag was Karhold’s only hope. “In times as confused as these, even men of
honor must wonder where their duty lies. Your Grace is not the only king in the realm demanding homage.”
Babu exited the cage in the same careful way he had enteredit. The cage had two floors, one level with us, the other at
theback, higher by about three feet, that led outside to the island.
The goat scrambled to this second level. Mahisha, nowunconcerned with Babu,
paralleled the move in his cage in afluid, effortless motion. He crouched and lay
still, his slowlymoving tail the only sign of tension.
Babu stepped up to the trapdoor
between the cages andstarted pulling it open. In anticipation of satisfaction, Mahishafell silent. I heard two things at that moment: Father saying”Never forget
this lesson” as he looked on grimly, and thebleating of the goat. It must
bleating all along,
hear it before.
Castle Black seemed a bleak and forlorn place in the pale dawn light. My command, Jon Snow reflected ruefully, as much a ruin as it is a stronghold. The Lord Commander’s Tower was a shell, the Common Hall a pile of
blackened timbers, and Hardin’s Tower looked as if the next gust of wind would knock it over … though it had looked that way for years. Behind them rose the Wall: immense, forbidding, frigid, acrawl with builders pushing up a
new switchback stair to join the remnants of the old. They worked from dawn to dusk. Without the stair, there was no way to reach the top of the Wall save by winch. That would not serve if the wildlings should attack again.
“How well, though?” Ser Godry drew his own blade. “Show us. I promise not to hurt you, lad.”
How kind of you. “Some other time, ser. I fear that I have other duties just now.”
“You fear. I see that.” Ser Godry grinned at his friends. “He fears,” he repeated, for the slow ones.
“You will excuse me.” Jon showed them his back.
“Yes, it is,” said Father, annoyed. “It may very well savetheir lives.”Save our lives! It was no longer a small alarm bell thatwas ringing in my head – they
were big bells now, like theones we heard from Sacred Heart of Jesus Church, not farfrom the zoo.
“But Piscine? He’s only eight,” Mother insisted.
“He’s the one who worries me the most.””I’m innocent!” I burst out. “It’s Ravi’s fault, whatever it is.
He did it!””What?” said Ravi. “I haven’t done anything wrong.” Hegave me the evil eye.
“Shush!” said Father, raising his hand. He was looking atMother. “Gita, you’ve seen Piscine. He’s at that age when boysrun around and poke their noses everywhere.”Me? A run-arounder? An everywhere-nose-poker? Not so,not
so! Defend me, Mother, defend me, I implored in myheart. But she only sighed and nodded, a signal that theterrible
“Come with me,”
Boy was not the worst of the things that Jon Snow had been called since being chosen lord commander. He ignored it.
“Snow,” the voice insisted, “Lord Commander.”
This time he stopped. “Ser?”
The knight overtopped him by six inches. “A man who bears Valyrian steel should use it for more than scratching his arse.”
Jon had seen this one about the castle—a knight of great renown, to hear him tell it. During the battle beneath the Wall, Ser Godry Farring had slain a fleeing giant, pounding after him on horseback and driving a lance through his back,
then dismounting to hack off the creature’s pitiful small head. The queen’s men had taken to calling him Godry the Giantslayer.
Jon remembered Ygritte, crying. I am the last of the giants. “I use Longclaw when I must, ser.”
Countless stories are told of them. They are the pendants ofthose “vicious”, “bloodthirsty”, “depraved” animals that inflamethe ire of the maniacs I have
just mentioned, who vent theirspite on them with walking sticks and umbrellas. In both caseswe look at an animal and see a mirror. The obsession
withputting ourselves at the centre of everything is the bane notonly of theologians but also of zoologists.
I learned the lesson that an animal is an animal, essentiallyand practically removed from us, twice: once with Father andonce with Richard Parker.
It was on a Sunday morning. I was quietly playing on myown. Father called out.
“Children, come here.”Something was wrong. His tone of voice set off a smallalarm bell in my head. I quickly reviewed my conscience. Itwas clear. Ravi must be in trouble again. I wondered what hehad done this time. I
“Ravi, Piscine, I have a very important lesson for you today.””Oh really, is this necessary?” interrupted Mother. Her facewas flushed.
I swallowed. If Mother, normally so unruffled, so calm, wasworried, even upset, it meant we were in serious trouble. Iexchanged glances with Ravi.
walked into the living room. Mother wasthere. That was unusual. The disciplining of children, like thetending of animals, was generally left to Father. Ravi
all over his
Iron Emmett’s lads were well at it in the yard, blunted swords slamming into shields and ringing against one another.
Jon stopped to watch a moment as Horse pressed Hop-Robin back toward the well. Horse had the makings of a
good fighter, he decided. He was strong and getting stronger, and his instincts were sound. Hop-Robin was another tale. His clubfoot was bad enough, but he was
afraid of getting hit as well. Perhaps we can make a steward of him. The fight ended abruptly, with Hop-Robin on the ground.
“Well fought,” Jon said to Horse, “but you drop your shield too low when pressing an attack. You will want to correct that, or it is like to get you killed.”
“Yes, m’lord. I’ll keep it higher next time.” Horse pulled Hop-Robin to his feet, and the smaller boy made a clumsy bow.
A few of Stannis’s knights were sparring on the far side of the yard. King’s men in one corner and queen’s men in another,
Jon did not fail to note, but only a few. It’s too cold for most of them. As he strode past them, a booming voice called after him. “BOY! YOU THERE! BOY!”
Just beyond the ticket booth Father had had painted on awall in bright red letters the question:
DO YOU KNOW WHICH IS THE MOSTDANGEROUS ANIMAL IN THE ZOO?
An arrow pointed to a small curtain. There were so manyeager, curious hands
that pulled at the curtain that we had toreplace it regularly. Behind it was a mirror.
But I learned at my expense that Father believed there wasanother animal even more dangerous than us, and one thatwas extremely common, too,
found on every continent, in everyhabitat: the redoubtable species Animalus anthropomorphicus,the animal as seen through human eyes. We’ve all met
one,perhaps even owned one. It is an animal that is “cute”,”friendly”, “loving”, “devoted”, “merry”, “under-standing”.
Theseanimals lie in
ambush in every
toy store and