Our very first stop in Beijing on Saturday morning was the Temple of Heaven, which is as much a park as a temple. This woman was making Chinese characters on the sidewalk with a brush dipped in water. I'm not sure what she was expressing. (I just found out that she was writing an ancient powem which speaks of a beautiful place with a stream and a little bridge.) My sister works with a woman from China who has been looking at my blog. Yan provided the information on what the woman is doing. She did not pay any attention to the people around her. She moved steadily from one character to another never looking up. To her right people dancing to lively music that sounded like a polka. Right behind her was the Tai Chi group and their music. Nothing disturbed this woman's concentration.
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