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    旅行的日子——终于更新了

        怎奈,寝室网络不好,学校电脑没有中文输入法,键盘又变态的和世界其他地方不一样,迟迟不能更新!

        开始了长假,第一天就是情人节。我的是在巴黎过的大笑,昨天晚上的TGV,到巴黎刚刚好过了午夜十二点。巴黎的夜,终于不似格勒诺布尔的凄凉。我眼中的法国人民也终于摆脱了黑灰色系的刻板,地铁上尽是红男绿女。
       
        这一天,疲于奔波在比利时的各个景点,最终Grand Place没让我们一直扫兴而归。哥特式的建筑,当街派发Free Hugs的俊男美女,遍街飘香的巧克力店。
        虽然,拎着一大袋巧克力进行接下来的行程还颇费周章,但是怎会不带美味给筒子们品尝,就是可恨手工巧克力的保质期太短,撑不到五月!!!大家不要急哦,通通的有。
        还有很开心的事,就是能在各景点,买上一张明信片,发给他人分享美丽的景色、快乐的心情。怎奈手中的地址太少,不能为每位都送上自己的祝福。不过大家可以将地址发给我哦——0033647126741,我定会尽力为大家奉上美景哦。已收到的幸运小朋友,还望能回复一声,法国的邮政系统还是有些令人担心的。如果觉得短信太贵,邮件也可哦。不过路途当中,很难查收。

        今天突发奇想,四月可以在巴黎申请个宿舍。住上一个月,好好感受,巴黎的魅力,开心!
       
        明天还有继续旅程,就到这儿吧。还是希望大家假期开心哦,为数不多的日子,我们一起  狠狠玩!

    巴黎,我来了

    起初还以为时间漫漫,一转眼就是明天了

    收到了大家有好的问候
    一路顺风
    但是飞机要逆风才起得来

    不善于维护情感
    总觉得过了就过了
    还好对方能这样努力

    承诺,不需要承诺
    兑现才是关键

    muSic, pLAy ON

    From Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, 1601:

    DUKE ORSINO:

    If music be the food of love, play on;
    Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
    The appetite may sicken, and so die.
    That strain again! it had a dying fall:
    O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,
    That breathes upon a bank of violets,
    Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more:
    'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
    O spirit of love! how quick and fresh art thou,
    That, notwithstanding thy capacity
    Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
    Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
    But falls into abatement and low price,
    Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
    That it alone is high fantastical.

    Beat but happy


    逛了街
    看了剧

    发现没什么

    就开心了

    略……

    的确好久没有用MSN了,更别提Space了
    不平则鸣,说明最近天下太平
     
    昨天睡的不早,今天起的不晚
    发现生物钟形成的很快
    竟没定闹表,就起来了
     
    对一人说
    幸福吧
    快乐吧
     
    就像是戒指
    不用寄托那么多深意
    摘掉就摘掉
    如果想,那就带回去
     
    对另一人说
    人就是贱
    那把钥匙我恐怕弄丢了,但我不知道
    当需要帮助时
    我回身,你不在
    我该怎么办
     
    对自己说
    长大吧
    学会自己生活
    应对生活的不快
    谢谢,我会努力长大
     
    收到了一条12月6号的信息
    是否该庆幸
    错过了?
    我也不知 该 怎么面对
    或许可以原文回复
     
    上天堂的
    下地狱的
    各就其位吧

    密迷

    通宵
    无聊
    不知所谓

    莫名
    发呆
    无所事事

    欲望
    压抑
    一吐而快

    生活
    秘密
    保守不住

    房 床

    也许你的爱是双人床
    说不定谁都可以陪你流浪
    你的目光锁在某个地方
    你的倔强是一道墙内心不开放


    也许你的心是单人房
    多了一个人就会显得紧张
    想看看你最初的模样
    你脱下来的伪装你会怎么放

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道我们只能忠于直觉
    正因为欠缺所以总不懂拒绝
    但又不再愿意为对方妥协

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道拥抱不代表亲切
    可能是害怕被拒绝不敢直接
    还是我们在等下一次的机会
    同样皱著眉却有不同的滋味

     

    也许你的心是单人房
    但你的欲望却是一张双人床
    想看看你真实的模样
    你收起来的忧伤你把它怎么放

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道我们只能忠于直觉
    正因为欠缺所以总不懂拒绝
    但又不再愿意为对方妥协

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道拥抱不代表亲切
    可能是害怕被拒绝不敢直接
    还是我们在等下一次的机会
    同样皱著眉却有不同的滋味

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道我们只能忠于直觉
    正因为欠缺所以总不懂拒绝
    但又不再愿意为对方妥协

    别说还有感觉
    你我都知道拥抱不代表亲切
    可能是害怕被拒绝不敢直接
    还是我们在等下一次的机会
    同样皱著眉却有不同的滋味
    同样皱著眉各有孤单的体会

     

    Live the Question?

    I've  been reading The Letters to a Young Poet, and being clueless in the mean time.
     
    A quite special phrase "live the question" caught my eyes. Yeah, there is an "i" but not "o" in the phrase.
    Again  i am proved not so bright? Or is it a philosophic question that makes anyone silly! Bet cha.
     
     

    My dear Mr. Kappus: I have left a letter from you unanswered for a long time; not because I had forgotten it - on the contrary: it is the kind that one reads again when one finds it among other letters, and I recognize you in it as if you were very near. It is your letter of May second, and I am sure you remember it. As I read it now, in the great silence of these distances, I am touched by your beautiful anxiety about life, even more than I was in Paris, where everything echoes and fades away differently because of the excessive noise that makes Things tremble. Here, where I am surrounded by an enormous landscape, which the winds move across as they come from the seas, here I feel that there is no one anywhere who can answer for you those questions and feelings which, in their depths, have a life of their own; for even the most articulate people are unable to help, since what words point to is so very delicate, is almost unsayable. But even so, I think that you will not have to remain without a solution if you trust in Things that are like the ones my eyes are now resting upon. If you trust in Nature, in the small Things that hardly anyone sees and that can so suddenly become huge, immeasurable; if you have this love for what is humble and try very simply, as someone who serves, to win the confidence of what seems poor: then everything will become easier for you, more coherent and somehow more reconciling, not in your conscious mind perhaps, which stays behind, astonished, but in your innermost awareness, awakeness, and knowledge. You are so young, so much before all beginning, and I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer. Perhaps you do carry within you the possibility of creating and forming, as an especially blessed and pure way of living; train your for that - but take whatever comes, with great trust, and as long as it comes out of your will, out of some need of your innermost self, then take it upon yourself, and don't hate anything. Sex is difficult; yes. But those tasks that have been entrusted to us are difficult; almost everything serious is difficult; and everything is serious. If you just recognize this and manage, out of yourself, out of your own talent and nature, out of your own experience and childhood and strength, to achieve a wholly individual relation to sex (one that is not influenced by convention and custom), then you will no longer have to be afraid of losing yourself and becoming unworthy of your dearest possession.

     

    Youth(转)

    Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

    Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.

    Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust.

    Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.

    When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.

    Bravo, Oprah

    ……
    她送给 一年内减掉300磅 胖子的dream car-brand new Porsche
    送给照顾九个孩子的母亲一幢房子
    送给270位观众每人一辆汽车
    ……




    Anony

    幸福就是——
    猫吃鱼、狗吃肉、奥特曼打小怪兽。
     
    代沟就是——
    我问爸:你觉得菊花台怎么样?
    老爸:恩,没喝过。
     
    自信就是——
    下辈子我一定要投胎做女人,嫁个我这样的男人。
     
    无奈就是——
    法官:你为什么印伪钞?
    罪犯无辜的:因为我不会印真钞!
     
    无语就是——
    在食堂点了两个菜。
    吃了第一个震撼了:世界上还有比这更难吃的吗?
    吃了第二个,哭了:还真有啊!

    书摘

    叔本华说:生命是一团欲望,欲望不满足便痛苦,满足便无聊,人生就在痛苦和无聊之间摇摆。

     

    《无赖的逻辑》

       无赖向朋友借了一笔钱。三天后,朋友催他还钱,他义愤填膺的叫起来:

       “你怎么这样计较,才几天,就来逼债?”

       朋友尴尬一笑,按下不提。三年后再催还,无赖有义愤填膺的叫喊起来:

       “你怎么这样计较,多久了,还念念不忘?”

       无赖终于没有还钱,并且逢人便说这位朋友多么吝啬计较,不够朋友。

     

    《寻短见的少妇

        夏天的傍晚,一个美丽的少妇投河自尽,被正在河中划船的白胡子艄公救起。“你

    年纪轻轻,为何寻短见? ”艄公问。“我结婚两年,丈夫就遗弃了我,接著孩子又病

    死了。您说,我活著还有什么乐趣?” 少妇哭诉道:“两年前你是怎么过的?”艄公

    又问。少妇的眼睛亮了:“那时我自由自在,无忧无虑 ......”。“那时你有丈夫和孩子吗?”“没有” ,“那么, 你不过是被命运之船送回到了两年前。现在你又自由

    自在、无忧无虑了,请上岸吧。” 话音刚落,少妇已在岸上,艄公则不知去向。 
        少妇犹如做了一个梦,她揉了揉眼睛,想了想,离岸走了。她没有再寻短见。

    Good wording

    Some punch lines:

     

    Everybody wants to become somebody.

     

    Life is but a dream.

     

    "If I could separate me from myself, I'd stay away from me."

     

    "She was sobbing bleeding it wasn't the first time it would be the last." "They lived in a small town in an Eastern State it was nowhere anywhere everywhere, a small American town full of alcohol, abuse and religion."

     

    Anywhere and everywhere yet still going nowhere

     

    And a joke:

    Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, And Nobody

    This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.

     

    There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.

     

    Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it.

     

    Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody's job.

     

    Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn't do it.

     

    It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done

    我又错了,不能讹传

    轻信了别人的讹传,将二者混为一谈,Sorry,特此澄清!

    From wikipedia

    Hand, foot and mouth disease (HFMD) is a human syndrome caused by intestinal viruses of the Picornaviridae family. The most common strains causing HFMD are Coxsackie A virus and Enterovirus 71 (EV71).[1]

    HFMD usually affects infants and children, and is quite common. It is highly contagious and is spread through direct contact with the mucus, saliva, or feces of an infected person. It typically occurs in small epidemics in nursery schools or kindergartens, usually during the summer and autumn months. The usual incubation period is 3-7 days.

    It is extremely uncommon in adults; however, still a possibility. Most adults have strong enough immune systems to defeat the virus, but those with immune deficiencies are very susceptible. HFMD is not to be confused with foot-and-mouth disease, which is a disease affecting sheep, cattle, and swine, and which is unrelated to HFMD (but also caused by a member of the Picornaviridae family).

     

    谢谢,只想说声抱歉

     

    自己终究是半杯水(Glass so half empty)的人,往往将事情做了最坏的打算。做事情也会畏首畏尾。或者说,面对挫折会比较容易放弃,而选择一条更迂回的道路避免困难。说是容易屈服,也不完全。心中总还是会比较倔强的坚持自己的小九九。倾听了,但可能听进的不多。这样的人,遇到困境时,是会带动团队走向消极的尴尬。

    有时被解读为细致(detail-cautious)考虑周全什么的,但更多是因为自己对于未知的状况的恐惧,怕临时应对出现状况的捉襟见肘,所以总是大费周章的做出Plan ABC。误读的多了竟也天真地认定了自己的长处。都说聪明反被聪明误,不聪明的人误的会更多。

    越怕出错,越是出错(真的不只一两次,ai)。的确不能忍受因此面对的目光。闭上眼睛,对存在质疑?了若无事,就似穿新装的皇帝?

     

    指鹿为马,鹿应该知道自己不是马。

     

    总在追求一种宁静淡定,可始终还是俗人一个,脱不了窠臼。

     

    对于最近发生的事,有些不知该怎么应对。事情被搞成这个样子,始终难辞其咎。很想谢谢大家的支持和帮助,在比较尴尬的情境可以共同进退。我也深信这与个人人品无关,是因为大家有一个共同的目标,并都尽力为其奋斗。他(她)们是:包子、芳芳、黄睿、于乐、晓凤、菲妮、徐雯、炒饭、乐乐、鲍鱼。(排名不分先后噢,嘻嘻)

     

    Hair will come out and gloves will come on.不管怎样天空会放晴。

     

    我不是一个人在战斗!

    五一

    不知道该说点啥
    真把他的
    就是不开心
     
    F**K

    周年

    一般来说,周年总要宴请或是祭奠。
    不过早已冷淡的没了兴致。
     
    今天是世界地球日,总有了更多的意义!
     
    看了一本蛮可爱的书:“为什么可乐用圆罐子装,而牛奶用方盒子呢?”

    无知

         近些日子很是充实。
         浮躁,被用滥了的词。拿来形容现今,多少有种剥离出去置身事外的冷眼旁观。
         很享受现在的生活状态:做规定的任务,看感兴趣的书,在闲暇时忙忙中心。没有一分钟浪费掉。
     
         忘性一直很大,学习成了问题,但对于想忘记的事,则不失为一桩好处。
     
         “无知者因无知而不知其无知”
          自欺一下,就当自知无知了吧。所以接下来的日子尽可全力“爱智慧”咯!
     
          不知道在说什么!
          NND 再来烦我,不活了。惹不起还躲不起吗!

    The Animal Called People

    思考的路人与路人究竟有什么区别?
     
    向来不喜欢揣测别人的内心,揣测他人着实无聊,花了时间,浪费了精力。
     
    一则很老的诡辩:
    甲说:猪很笨。
    乙说:你不是猪,你怎么知道猪笨。
    甲说:你不是我,你怎么知道我不知道猪笨。
    ……
    诡辩,已被定了性的词语。定是谬误蛊惑之说,然是才疏,赢不得这场口舌上的快感,自然更喊不出来。但我还是要做无语对答的乙——你不是他,你怎么知道他怎么想?
    所以读人向来被我认为是不可能的任务。
    说来,冒天下之大不韪者,古往今来,记载下来臭了千万年的,抑或曝尸菜市口的,恐怕也不可计数。这么小小的不可为之事的艰险又吓得退几人?
     
    世上恐怕至少会有这样几种人:一、能在简单的世事间参悟出人生宇宙之深刻道理;二、能有见地的看出人世间再深刻的道理也不过藏于蓦然回首间罢了;三、不甚聪颖,参不透看不出,傻人傻福,一辈子得人另眼相待,过的也很好。
    刘墉(旅居美国那个)应是第一种,举手投足间总能悟出人生哲理,因此一本本书在尿崩般的文思相助下,赚了不少银两;
    这第二种人,大多是其行将木的垂老之人,纵使得了真谛,已无气力警示后人。这让我不禁想到,古人的聪慧,造出天堂地府的教化,活着的人总是无法验证其真实性,死去后发现上当也终无处讨公道了;
    我,大概也只能勉强的挤进最后这一类了。天生愚钝,生性慵懒,因此是既无脑力也无心思来探究种种复杂的意思,也只能秉承着只能说没看见,不能说不懂。的想法,对待周遭的事物了。又或,可以认为这是可以等量变换的方程,第一种人由A悟到了B,第二种人又由B推出了A,第三种人则看到了A就是A,也毋庸探索到底含的什么沙射的什么影!
     
    久了,我也就更加分辨不出谁是好人谁是坏人。因此下面的仅仅讲讲我看到的事吧。
     
    有的人继承大同天下的信念,广结良缘,期冀敌人也爱上自己。而且坚信自己是什么解读人心的高手等等。(此乃后话,在此不表。)哪怕仅是一面之缘,二次相见时,他也会满面春风的跟你熟络起来,就如同许久不见的莫逆。出于礼貌,也不得不顿时笑脸相迎,心中正极力搜索,进行面部识别。无奈,CPU太小,在这一照面的有限时间内往往和数据库比对失败,只能留下问号——这孙子他妈得到底是谁?而这类人都会深刻体会到遗忘曲线的作用,每每恰如其分得掌握时机,在我们忘记快他时来嘘寒问暖。对于我这第三类人来说,简直是感激涕零,心中总怀着那么一份愧疚——原来这还是一挺地道的哥们,我真是……渐渐发现了真相,这只能怪自己年幼无知,白白浪费了本就不多的羞愧之情。
    面对这样的人,我也只能在自己脸上花上那么两道痕迹,假扮笑面人而已。
     
    而下一种人,则着实令人唾弃。自以为被上天赐予了一双慧眼,能将人剥皮抽筋。而到处搬弄他那非官方的信息——无需辩驳的小人行径。暂且不质疑其在信息传输过程中的公允性,权当他时毫无感情色彩的陈述好了。有句英文的俗语叫Chinese Whispers,讲的就是信息在传输中的扭曲。此外又有多少是说者的无心听者的故意!所谓解读就是误读,这类人可以歇息片刻了,无需再四处忙碌窥看消息,四处宣扬了。这是信息的时代,再者Six Degrees of Separation也赋予了我们更多可以核实的渠道,拙劣的技法也无法瞒天过海。我向来不惮以最坏的打算来看待这个动物,恐怕我还是保守了,看到的已经令我惊愕,冰山下的光景我也已不敢臆断了。钟无艳丑在面容,可这些人已至内心。救不救得,那要看佛祖的善心了,否则倒是白白浪费了药材。
    因此对待此一类人,我也只能任其恶语相加,唾面自干了。

    本周

    还有一周就开学了,总是休息不够。放假前的计划现在顺移为开学前的计划

    希拉里败了
    菲德尔 卡斯特罗快成为历史
    沈殿霞已经
    又有国家要抵制奥运,大概因为人权什么的
    明天有月食,可惜看不到

    看了Step Up,The Golden Compass, Take the Lead,Se7en, The Day After Tomorrow(总想双写M)
    继续挑战American Beauty, Persepolis, 据说很好的写实动画片,产自伊朗,全黑白

    哦,广电总局又要限制外国动画片的播出了,规矩也太多了

    《理想国》?实在是高深