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Pi Day is on March 14. This is the day when mathematicians and geometry enthusiasts around the world get together and celebrate the mathematical constant of Pi. There are two good reasons to hold Pi Day on March 14. The first is that in the American
我仍清晰地记得故事发生的时候。秋叶翻飞,飘落一地。我们曾经孩子般戏水畅游过的小湖盖满落叶,在太阳下闪着光。那时我们幸福过。可事实上你早就想离开我,在那美丽的夜晚,眼望湖
一个挪威的喜剧演员二人组,他们主持的脱口秀电视节目在挪威本地有不少忠实观众,而《狐狸叫》原本是他们为了宣传新一季节目开播而制作的宣传歌曲。这首歌犹如童谣的歌词注定了它的
And they put it into this tank here. Now this tank has already got water in it. So as they pour the olive oil in, it flows to the surface, all of the impurities go down to the bottom. And see this little trench here? A vital piece of gourmet equipmen
Just like the people of modern Istanbul, the Byzantines loved fresh bread and fresh vegetables. While the bread,at least the grain for it, they brought from their province of Egypt, the vegetables they grew themselves, in little plots beside their
This was once a marble square on a highway at the middle of Constantinople. I didnt suppose the Turks on modern Istanbul think much about ancient Byzantine victories. Yet, therere still some fragments here of that great memorial column that made it a
Southwest of Istanbul, three days sailing on an ancient slave ship, is the Isle of Marmara, its very name in stone. In the first centuries of Byzantium, slaves in their tens of thousands worked in these marble hills. How the Byzantines love marble! I
Once though, Constantinople held the palace of all palaces, the palace of the Christian empire. Church, hippodrome and palace, Constantine had made a sacred engine that would power Byzantium for ever. To protect the holy city of Constantinople, the e
Its only a little building, but it was actually the heart of ancient Palmyra. Its the senate, the Oval Office where government was conducted, where the town elders met, where plots were hatched, all that sort of thing. Of course, in Constantine's gre
This was the extent of Constantines ambition, the late Roman Empire, with Constantinople, not Rome, as its capital, and in the far north, in Germany, the city of Trier, a great imperial garrison. It still shows something of what ancient Constantinopl
A lonely ancient relic in a modern city. In the year of our Lord 330, on a lovely May morning, A great procession came down this road whichs the highway of an ancient city called Byzantium, and the procession was led by the great Roman Emperor Consta
Istanbul, one of the very greatest of Islamic cities, the monuments of the conquering Turkish Sultans whod ruled here since 1453, dominating its skyline. Underneath there are much older ghosts, brushed each day by people of the living city, the ruins
The eye of all the world, the ancients called it, the heart of a lost empire that had lasted for a thousand years and more. Saint Sophia, the church of the divine wisdom, this was their crowning glory---the glory of Byzantium. The vanished empire o
By Lisa Schlein Geneva 04 September 2006 The Geneva-based International Organization for Migration says there is a connection between the illegal trade of drugs in Afghanistan and human trafficking. IOM is holding a three-day workshop in the Afghan
But Simon was a nutter. Simon had tremendous presence like an emperor. He sat still and silent, and in his contest between flesh and the devil, it seemed to most people, that he was beyond touch. And there he was, on his pillar, half way between heav
Such mysterious cargos, such magic marbles from across the empire, now sailed the seas and came to the holy city of Byzantium to be gathered up upon the site of the imperial communion. This is the finished dream, the tense climax of all of ancient en
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The man there is Justinian, the emperor who 200 years after Constantine completely remade the Roman Empire, the man who made Byzantium. He was a man, they said, who was gentle and approachable, a man who never showed his anger, a man who in the quiet
Squares become circles, circles octagons, and all around a single central point. Space spins into ever smaller spaces. It's as perfectly mysterious as the finest natural crystal. The walls, the columns, seem to be nothing more than an illusion, and s
Each man stands inside his own mysterious inner space, for each one of them was occupied. And from that space they look outwards, from the soul towards the heavens. As you might expect, if you should move around them, solid bulk of marble in the huma