Patients and their families are doubly affected by plum

  meting purchasing power across the country. It’s a situation, Emami says, that has made a lot of treatable cases lethal.

  ”I have a patient upstairs … I diagnosed him with brain cancer. The cost of biopsy, the chemotherapy and medication is

very high. So, the family asked me if I could leave him be,” says Emami. “Every day, we see this story here.”

  Even when families can afford medical equipment they often join long waiting lists. Cardia

c pacemakers are in short supply in the country, and patients must abandon their regular lifestyles, an

d become admitted to hospitals where they are hooked up to a cardiac machine.

  Emami tells CNN that some families are opting out of paying for feed

ing tubes for relatives with advanced Alzheimer’s disease. Without the feeding tubes, the pat

ients spend the rest of their days wired to machines in hospitals, instead of receiving home care.

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Her son was shot dead in front of her. And she says a policeman

Tires were burning in nearby streets. Tear gas was in the air. Crowds were gathering. So Pricil Journ

al told her son Roberto to hide the wheelbarrow they used as a cookie stall outside the general hospital.

There was a snap and a loud crack — and Roberto lay dead. A bullet had torn through his right arm, just above the elbow,

and into his chest.
In almost two weeks of mayhem, since Haiti was shut down by opposition pr

otestors demanding the president and his government step down, there have been no official numbers for those killed and injured.

No medicines, records or equipment: Haiti hospital struggles during protests
No medicines, records or equipment: H

aiti hospital struggles during protests
But Pricil knows that her son is dead. And she’s convinced that a policeman did it.

“When he was done killing my son…That cop then swapped guns with another nearb

y cop – and he then went to hide inside the hospital,” she said in an interview with CNN.

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Portuguese president vow closer bilateral tiesg Liyuan, stand

President Xi Jinping and his wife, Peng Liyuan, stand with Portuguese President M

arcelo Rebelo de Sousa at Belem Palace, the official presidential residence in Lisb

on, Portugal, on Dec 4, 2018. [Photo/Agencies]
President Xi Jinping and his Portuguese counterpart, Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa, vowe

d on Friday to make concerted efforts to advance bilateral ties to benefit the two countries and the two peoples.

The two presidents made the statement in exchanging congratulations on the 40th

anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic ties between China and Portugal.

In his congratulatory message to Rebelo de Sousa, Xi said that over the past four d

ecades, the two nations have been promoting sound development of bila

teral ties in the spirit of mutual respect, treating each other as equals and benefiting from win-win cooperation.

He hailed the proper resolution of the question of Macao by the two countries in 1999

as a good example of how nations can solve problems left from history through friendly consultations.

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Jiajia deng announced their divorce: end regret

  The Beijing news reporter xu mei Lin proofreading artist jang hyuk Guo Li harp

  Beijing news dispatch (reporter artist jang hyuk) on January 18th, jiajia deng announced jiajia

deng has the studio articles and outside the husband in r

ock peace break up, end the relationship, “although ending sadly, thank once company”.

  Jiajia deng wedding photos.Chinese figure/vision

  In November 2014, in the “love apartment” “tang long” actor jiajia deng and contacts a de

cade in rock wedding in Australia.Jiajia deng share romantic wedding photos in weibo, and said “

love each other for ten years, thank you accompany me to the new phase of life.”Then the net had two people already get married in 20

09.Jiajia deng in 2016 after emptying weibo marriage rumors, but in a conference, jiajia

deng had to respond to “I did not quit the entertainment cir

cle, love life is also very normal.”In December 2017, a net friend meet couple had held a date, would force the rumor.

  The Beijing news reporter xu mei Lin proofreading artist jang hyuk Guo Li harp

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I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry

 

Li Qi

ON HEARING AN WANSHAN PLAY THE REED-PIPE

Bamboo from the southern hills was used to make this pipe.

And its music, that was introduced from Persia first of all,

Has taken on new magic through later use in China.

And now the Tartar from Liangzhou, blowing it for me,

Drawing a sigh from whosoever hears it,

Is bringing to a wanderer’s eyes homesick tears….

Many like to listen; but few understand.

To and fro at will there’s a long wind flying,

Dry mulberry-trees, old cypresses, trembling in its chill.

There are nine baby phoenixes, outcrying one another;

A dragon and a tiger spring up at the same moment;

Then in a hundred waterfalls ten thousand songs of autumn

Are suddenly changing to The Yuyang Lament;

And when yellow clouds grow thin and the white sun darkens,

They are changing still again to Spring in the Willow Trees.

Like Imperial Garden flowers, brightening the eye with beauty,

Are the high-hall candles we have lighted this cold night,

And with every cup of wine goes another round of music.


Meng Haoran

RETURNING AT NIGHT TO LUMEN MOUNTAIN

 

A bell in the mountain-temple sounds the coming of night.

I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry,

While others follow the sand-bank to their homes along the river.

…I also take a boat and am bound for Lumen Mountain —

And soon the Lumen moonlight is piercing misty trees.

I have come, before I know it, upon an ancient hermitage,

The thatch door, the piney path, the solitude, the quiet,

Where a hermit lives and moves, never needing a companion.


Li Bai

A SONG OF LU MOUNTAIN TO CENSOR LU XUZHOU

I am the madman of the Chu country

Who sang a mad song disputing Confucius.

…Holding in my hand a staff of green jade,

I have crossed, since morning at the Yellow Crane Terrace,

All five Holy Mountains, without a thought of distance,

According to the one constant habit of my life.

Lu Mountain stands beside the Southern Dipper

In clouds reaching silken like a nine-panelled screen,

With its shadows in a crystal lake deepening the green water.

The Golden Gate opens into two mountain-ranges.

A silver stream is hanging down to three stone bridges

Within sight of the mighty Tripod Falls.

Ledges of cliff and winding trails lead to blue sky

And a flush of cloud in the morning sun,

Whence no flight of birds could be blown into Wu.

…I climb to the top. I survey the whole world.

I see the long river that runs beyond return,

Yellow clouds that winds have driven hundreds of miles

And a snow-peak whitely circled by the swirl of a ninefold stream.

And so I am singing a song of Lu Mountain,

A song that is born of the breath of Lu Mountain.

…Where the Stone Mirror makes the heart’s purity purer

And green moss has buried the footsteps of Xie,

I have eaten the immortal pellet and, rid of the world’s troubles,

Before the lute’s third playing have achieved my element.

Far away I watch the angels riding coloured clouds

Toward heaven’s Jade City, with hibiscus in their hands.

And so, when I have traversed the nine sections of the world,

I will follow Saint Luao up the Great Purit