Autonomy ----by Group Three
Chen Dazhi ---Translation Lu Chen ---Dictionary Lv Chenyao ---Website Guo Tao ---Song Kang Jia ---Experience
Dictionary ---by Lu Chen
THE NEW SHORTER OXFORD ENGLISH DICTIONARY on historical principles EDITED BY LESLEY BROWN Volume 1 A-E CLARENDON PRESS OXFORD 1993
Autonomy n. 1. The right or condition of self-government ( freg. Only in specified matters ) of a State, community, institution, etc. 2. Freedom of the will. 3. gen. Independence, freedom from external control or influence; personal liberty. autonomism n. = AUTONOMY autonomist n. an advocate of autonomy
Translation ---by Chen Dazhi
Autonomy自治 zi zhi • Independent the ability or opportunity to make your own decisions without being controlled by anyone else
Website ---by Lv Chenyao
http://www.answers.com/autonomy • The reasons: 1. Comprehensive It includes all of meanings and references about autonomy from easy to hard. 2. Simplicity It is translated different popular language to understand easily.
Experience ---by Kang Jia
Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region In China granted autonomy to a national minority national. I come from Inner Mongolia and regional autonomy instituted in my hometown.
Song ---by Guo Tao
The wind that shakes the barley i sat within the valley green i sat me with my true love. my sad heart strove the two between the old love and the new love. the old for her the new that made me think on Ireland dearly. while the soft wind blew down the glade and shook the golden barley. t'was hard the woeful words to frame to break the ties that bound us. but harder still to bear the shame of foreign chains around us. and so i said the mountain glen I'll meet at morning early. and I'll join the bold united men while soft winds shook the barley. t'was sad i kissed away her tears my fond arm round her flinging. when a foe, man's shot burst on our ears from out the wild woods ringing. a bullet pierced my true love's side in life's young spring so early. and on my breast in blood she died while soft winds shook the barley. but blood for blood without remorse I've taken at oulart hollow. I've lain my true love's clay like corpse where i full soon must follow. around her grave I've wandered drear noon, night, and morning early. with breaking heart when ever i hear the wind that shakes the barley. ---by Dead can Dance
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