今天去河北，然后混混噩噩的一天。因为那边有点无聊到处都荒秃秃的，就在车上又睡又吃
的混了一天…迫切盼望着三十号和芳的游乐场生活…
呵呵，时间一晃就过去了…快了快了再等一天就万事大吉了，现在才发现上学的生活特充实不用去想下一天我要做什么…
最近一直在看绝望主妇，没什么感觉…不过闲暇时候看很娱乐…
妈妈又开始催着学习了…天啊…她有没有意识到现在在放假…晕…算了为了更好的适应将来我认了…不就学习吗！！
Reading list:
Marketing management（这本还不错，有许多案例分析，可以当课外书来读）
Economics（虽说我喜欢经济吧，可是为什么总觉得用英文看起来那么复杂…开始感叹中文的简洁…终于悟到中国人的数学会那么好，语言就这么博大精深。。。为自己骄傲。。哈哈）
高等数学（同济大学出的，看过了一遍还蛮简单的，现在就多做点题吧…）
大学物理(…无语…但并不代表不喜欢看物理，前天晚上从北大出来…听到一个同学在抱怨：“物理就是背出来的”…处于慌的状态中)
易经（怎么说呢，很深，很神，就是我现在还没悟出什么，直说就是看不懂…努力中）
English model composition(别人送我的，一直没仔细学习过…)
小说（有的都看，反正不太需要过脑子）
这么多了够了吧，我还要研究我可爱的股票呢，自从上回赔了我就认真上了，我要努力把我想知道的公司资料收集齐，这样才不会盲目看图线去买…我的学费可就靠它了…(当然如果我再多挣出来300我就可以请芳和盈吃哈根达斯了…美味的icecream谁能抵挡得住诱惑…)…
从现在开始努力学习努力挣钱…
2007年4月28日星期六
这是很早以前写得了，贴出来吧...
1.3
到了西安才知道我们上学的环境有多美好。进了教导处居然连一台计算机都没有，那学校可使省重点啊。居然搞得如此破落。。。不忍心再看所有的学生信息什么的dou贴在了一张大板上。。带了一会又发现了一个令人郁闷的地方。。。这一栋楼里居然居然没暖气更别提什么空调了。。教室也是开放式的。。。晕。。这么冷的天他们也能忍。。。住宿的学生岂不是块一命呜呼了。。跟妈妈讲了后，她说在北京代的旧知道享福了。我。。我。。我还能说什么事实就这么摆在了面前。。。
去照相因为没梳头，觉得自己恶心到一定极限了。没办法本身就不怎么好看。。。害得我带了一天的帽子，还怕家人，除了这样还能怎样。。
在街上迟到了小时候常吃的娃娃头（一种雪糕）好吃。。。久违的一种感觉。。还想吃就算吃一辈子估计也不会腻。。
后来又去了五一饭店把小吃吃了个遍都快炸了。。什么蜂蜜糕，肉夹馍，凉皮。。。。
反正这一天很爽，还买了两本小闲书。。。
1.4
今立春，不过更让我高兴的事终于有人发觉我不再学校了。。。我一直以为被忽略了。。哈哈高兴。。在家一个人享受了这么久。有开始困了。。算了睡吧。据说明天会开年级大会，要养精蓄锐一下
回去再写那位变得有成熟有成熟的妹妹。。。天啊经历过爱情挫折的人果然不易一样。。。成熟的让我可怕。。。。
1.3
到了西安才知道我们上学的环境有多美好。进了教导处居然连一台计算机都没有，那学校可使省重点啊。居然搞得如此破落。。。不忍心再看所有的学生信息什么的dou贴在了一张大板上。。带了一会又发现了一个令人郁闷的地方。。。这一栋楼里居然居然没暖气更别提什么空调了。。教室也是开放式的。。。晕。。这么冷的天他们也能忍。。。住宿的学生岂不是块一命呜呼了。。跟妈妈讲了后，她说在北京代的旧知道享福了。我。。我。。我还能说什么事实就这么摆在了面前。。。
去照相因为没梳头，觉得自己恶心到一定极限了。没办法本身就不怎么好看。。。害得我带了一天的帽子，还怕家人，除了这样还能怎样。。
在街上迟到了小时候常吃的娃娃头（一种雪糕）好吃。。。久违的一种感觉。。还想吃就算吃一辈子估计也不会腻。。
后来又去了五一饭店把小吃吃了个遍都快炸了。。什么蜂蜜糕，肉夹馍，凉皮。。。。
反正这一天很爽，还买了两本小闲书。。。
1.4
今立春，不过更让我高兴的事终于有人发觉我不再学校了。。。我一直以为被忽略了。。哈哈高兴。。在家一个人享受了这么久。有开始困了。。算了睡吧。据说明天会开年级大会，要养精蓄锐一下
回去再写那位变得有成熟有成熟的妹妹。。。天啊经历过爱情挫折的人果然不易一样。。。成熟的让我可怕。。。。
2007年4月24日星期二
今天看完了丑闻笔记，Sheba(cate演)真是太好看了！！！赞！！！完了，我又开始…算了换个片中主人公来说吧…我觉得那男孩还不错（虽然他只是玩玩，但据我得了解，哪个男生又不是只是玩玩而已呢，况且十五岁的年龄敢承担什么责任？）他能给Sheba带来快乐而不是像那个老太太一样，为了自己的私欲，而把所爱的人逼进监狱或逼成抑郁症。爱一个人有这么爱的吗，就算不能真爱，也不能那么伤害对方吧…也许这就是老处女同性恋的心理变态的真实反映吧。其实我以前没觉得女同怎么样，有时甚至觉得还不错（以前真的可能有这种倾向，但我也不知到，胡乱说说，可是我很喜欢美女，也很喜欢那种很有艺术感的女生。不过妈妈说这样的女生谁都喜欢…喜欢美女和喜欢女同是完全不同的。好吧在什么都没有发生得现在，我还是一个很正常的人，而且我也打算改变了）！虽然我还会肆无忌惮的去欣赏美女，但是从现在开始我要找男朋友，在今天（距十八岁还有两个月）之前，我还没喜欢过一个男生呢！！！我可不希望有朝一日我变得跟那个老处女似的。我很自私是吧，为了不让自己心理变态去祸害一个目前还未知的清纯小男生…真是罪过啊…
不过，估计我这种也没人要…真是想祸害都祸害不成…
不过，估计我这种也没人要…真是想祸害都祸害不成…
2007年4月23日星期一
小强
这个是在盈盈的强烈推荐下写的
他这个人（当然在她没有女朋友之前我跟他很熟，虽然现在也还不错，可是我尽量避免冲撞了欢），很逗、很好、很恶心。哈哈…
记得高一时候，他因为跟我打赌请了我好几次梦龙，有一次一下给了两根，我吃得满肚子里就剩奶味了…
还有一回他欠了我跟棒棒糖，然后好久都赖着不还，然后我催债的时候，他说：“你看我脚指头像吗”，害得我好久见了棒棒糖就想起他的脚趾头…
虽然他总是恶心人，不过人还是挺好的。
时间顺序不对，不过不理它了。
在最开始的军训时，我第一个记住的男生名字就是他，当时黑乎乎的也就听见个名字而不见其人，好像有谁说什么大胡子，我就狂乐，因为我从来没见过长一圈胡子的男生，然后就记住了。
盈盈说他很义气，可能是跟他就挺熟的所以就没发现他这点，不过好像每回犯什么错，他都不会让朋友承担，至少是朋友一个人承担，这点还是挺义气的，不知道盈盈是不是这个意思…就到这吧，他给我印象最深的几件事….
这个是在盈盈的强烈推荐下写的
他这个人（当然在她没有女朋友之前我跟他很熟，虽然现在也还不错，可是我尽量避免冲撞了欢），很逗、很好、很恶心。哈哈…
记得高一时候，他因为跟我打赌请了我好几次梦龙，有一次一下给了两根，我吃得满肚子里就剩奶味了…
还有一回他欠了我跟棒棒糖，然后好久都赖着不还，然后我催债的时候，他说：“你看我脚指头像吗”，害得我好久见了棒棒糖就想起他的脚趾头…
虽然他总是恶心人，不过人还是挺好的。
时间顺序不对，不过不理它了。
在最开始的军训时，我第一个记住的男生名字就是他，当时黑乎乎的也就听见个名字而不见其人，好像有谁说什么大胡子，我就狂乐，因为我从来没见过长一圈胡子的男生，然后就记住了。
盈盈说他很义气，可能是跟他就挺熟的所以就没发现他这点，不过好像每回犯什么错，他都不会让朋友承担，至少是朋友一个人承担，这点还是挺义气的，不知道盈盈是不是这个意思…就到这吧，他给我印象最深的几件事….
今天也許是我最後一次跟他們坐在班裏，要不是他在短信裏跟我建議讓我來上學，不要顧慮那麼多。也許我真的不會來浪費這麼一個下午。第一眼見著他是，他很得意得跟我說，：“聽了我的建議了吧”。我不知道怎麼說。雖然是聽了但今天卻是最後一次，沒跟他講那麼多。因為自從位子被換開後，基本上在班裏就不說話了。
兩元錢的記憶
那張錢是我在高二的時候，一起坐公車時看到那張絕版了的兩元錢，我很喜歡就要了過來。放在錢包裏一直沒動。後來上了高三，不知道吃了什麼藥了（好像是覺得欠他人情錢的太多了，）就還給他了。一直挺後悔的，我想我這輩子估計都見不到那樣的兩元錢了。可是在我要離開班之前，他說送我個更好的東西，兩元錢，他說那张就是我最喜歡的那張，我还他後他就放在錢包裏一直沒花，多不容易呀。。。後來他往上面寫了些字，我也就欣然收下了。。。
把他當朋友看，因為可以他人很好，我告訴過他為什麼我會把他當作朋友。。可愛的心理醫生。。呵呵，這麼叫他也許更合適
兩元錢的記憶
那張錢是我在高二的時候，一起坐公車時看到那張絕版了的兩元錢，我很喜歡就要了過來。放在錢包裏一直沒動。後來上了高三，不知道吃了什麼藥了（好像是覺得欠他人情錢的太多了，）就還給他了。一直挺後悔的，我想我這輩子估計都見不到那樣的兩元錢了。可是在我要離開班之前，他說送我個更好的東西，兩元錢，他說那张就是我最喜歡的那張，我还他後他就放在錢包裏一直沒花，多不容易呀。。。後來他往上面寫了些字，我也就欣然收下了。。。
把他當朋友看，因為可以他人很好，我告訴過他為什麼我會把他當作朋友。。可愛的心理醫生。。呵呵，這麼叫他也許更合適
2007年4月11日星期三
2007年4月9日星期一
jenson
Button set for Ferrari move? Following yet another miserable start to the season, Honda's Jenson Button is reportedly in talks with Ferrari, after being spotted talking to several Ferrari personnel, fuelling major rumours regarding his patience with the Honda team, and its failure to produce a race- and championship-winning car। Jenson Button has had a chequered history regarding team moves, most notably the controversial attempt to join forces with Williams for the 2004 season, only for the Contracts Recognition Board to rule in favour of Honda. At that point, Button signed a contract with Williams to drive with them for the 2005 season, but once again, the Brit took a U-turn. This time however, the dispute was settled by Button buying his contract with Sir Frank Williams, thus letting him drive for Honda and generating a rumoured $30m for Sir Frank. Since then, Button has remained at Honda, adamant that his move was the right one, and that one day, Honda will make him world champion. With the latest revelations however, it appears that Button may have lost faith, even before the season has gotten into full swing. At the preseason test in Bahrain, and in Melbourne, Jenson Button has been spotted numerous times talking to several high-ranked Ferrari team personnel, including manager of current Ferrari driver Kimi Räikkönen. While Ferrari are unlikely to oust current driver Kimi and Felipe, rumours also hint at Button taking on the role of tester for the team, thus essentially waiting for a race seat to become available, much like Alexander Wurz at Williams. Whatever the case may be though, you should most certainly watch this space!!
Oh my god won't that be a reality that Jenson signed a contract to Ferrari next season? I wonder if the rumor is true? When was there a last british driver to join Ferrari? Been a long time now since that happened. Even my mum thinks that it is going to happen sometime in Formula One. If it does happen that means that it would be the biggest signing in Formula One history.
Oh my god won't that be a reality that Jenson signed a contract to Ferrari next season? I wonder if the rumor is true? When was there a last british driver to join Ferrari? Been a long time now since that happened. Even my mum thinks that it is going to happen sometime in Formula One. If it does happen that means that it would be the biggest signing in Formula One history.
Malaysian Grand Prix
Kimi Raikkonen, Ferrari (3rd):"A day of mixed feelings। On the one hand I am happy to have picked up six points, on the other, I am disappointed that the race did not live up to my expectations। This weekend we had to make some compromises on the car and that meant we were unable to exploit its full potential. Today we lacked a bit of speed when up against our main rivals. I repeat that I'm a bit disappointed but I am also aware this is just the beginning of the season and that these points will definitely be important for the championship as it evolves. The team did a good job, given all the uncertainties we had. We have to try and improve to get one hundred percent out of all the elements of the package. The first corner? Fernando and Lewis were just better than us."
伊尹
那时候巫术很多，还会有神灵托梦。
在菏泽，阿星按神明的旨意，从榕树下抱回一个从大洪水中幸存，靠蓝狐奶水养活男婴。她将他给了晓月（夏王的夫人），没有怀孕的晓月竟然有奶水。在当晚便有神灵告诉她，夏王将会变得残暴并淫乱不堪，那时她应该像嫦娥弃夫一样，离开夏王。
此婴儿乃是那个托梦神灵的肉体，晓月的奶水是因为要救这个婴儿才分泌的。要回到夏王身边的她，听从了神明的旨意为了避免夏王的猜测没将她带回宫亲自抚养，而将他交给了为厨师的奴隶之家。
在神明的指示下，他们找到了老妪，得到了那男婴的信息，那孩子源自伊家,那棵榕树是孩子的母亲变的。孩子的名字叫伊挚。挚因挚爱而得名。在他十岁左右的时候，。。。因被阿星误认为猥亵她，而逃离，在一路上他杀死了一只豹子，救了一头母象，而得了一头小白象。因为白象的稀少，因而在当时被认为是祥兆....
<未完>
那时候巫术很多，还会有神灵托梦。
在菏泽，阿星按神明的旨意，从榕树下抱回一个从大洪水中幸存，靠蓝狐奶水养活男婴。她将他给了晓月（夏王的夫人），没有怀孕的晓月竟然有奶水。在当晚便有神灵告诉她，夏王将会变得残暴并淫乱不堪，那时她应该像嫦娥弃夫一样，离开夏王。
此婴儿乃是那个托梦神灵的肉体，晓月的奶水是因为要救这个婴儿才分泌的。要回到夏王身边的她，听从了神明的旨意为了避免夏王的猜测没将她带回宫亲自抚养，而将他交给了为厨师的奴隶之家。
在神明的指示下，他们找到了老妪，得到了那男婴的信息，那孩子源自伊家,那棵榕树是孩子的母亲变的。孩子的名字叫伊挚。挚因挚爱而得名。在他十岁左右的时候，。。。因被阿星误认为猥亵她，而逃离，在一路上他杀死了一只豹子，救了一头母象，而得了一头小白象。因为白象的稀少，因而在当时被认为是祥兆....
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2007年4月6日星期五
The Story
"The sands of time cannot be stopped. Years pass whether we will them or not... but we can remember. What has been lost may yet live on in memories. That which you will hear is imperfect and fragmented, yet treasure it, for without you it does not exist. I give you now a memory that has been forgotten, hidden in the dreamy haze that lies behind us..." - Brom the Storyteller
Before your grandfathers' fathers were born, and even before their fathers, the Dragon Riders were formed. To protect and guard was their mission, and for thousands of years they succeeded. Their prowess in battle was unmatched, for each had the strength of ten men. They were immortal unless blade or poison took them. For good only were their powers used, and under their tutelage tall cities and towers were built out of the living stone. Wealth flowed into the cities of Alagaesia, and men prospered.
Though no enemy could destroy them, they could not guard against themselves. And it came to pass at the height of their power that a boy, Galbatorix, was born. At ten he was tested and it was found that a great power resided in him. The Riders accepted him as their own, and he exceeded all others in skill. Gifted with a sharp mind and strong body, he quickly rose among the Riders' ranks.
The Riders grew arrogant in their power and ignored caution. During a reckless trip Galbatorix and two friends were ambushed, his friends killed, and his dragon slayed. For months he wandered, becoming more and more mad, until he was found unconscious by a kind farmer, and returned to the Riders' council.
When the Riders refused to grant him another dragon, Galbatorix grew mad with rage. Vowing revenge on the Riders, he began to hone his use of dark secrets, learned from a Shade. Then, in the dark of the night he stole a dragon hatchling, and convinced Morzan, a weak-minded Rider, to join him in his practice of dark secrets and forbidden magic. Together they gained strength, and waged a war of revenge against the Riders. Twelve more of the Riders, desiring power and revenge, joined Galbatorix, and they became the Thirteen Forsworn.
In the last bloody battle, Galbatorix gained dominance over all, and anointed himself king over all Alagaesia. And from that day on, he has ruled.
When Eragon finds a polished blue stone in the forest, he thinks it's the lucky discovery of a poor farm boy. But when the stone brings a dragon hatchling, Eragon soon realizes he has stumbled upon a legacy nearly as old as the Empire itself.
Can Eragon take up the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? The fate of the Empire may rest in his hands.
Before your grandfathers' fathers were born, and even before their fathers, the Dragon Riders were formed. To protect and guard was their mission, and for thousands of years they succeeded. Their prowess in battle was unmatched, for each had the strength of ten men. They were immortal unless blade or poison took them. For good only were their powers used, and under their tutelage tall cities and towers were built out of the living stone. Wealth flowed into the cities of Alagaesia, and men prospered.
Though no enemy could destroy them, they could not guard against themselves. And it came to pass at the height of their power that a boy, Galbatorix, was born. At ten he was tested and it was found that a great power resided in him. The Riders accepted him as their own, and he exceeded all others in skill. Gifted with a sharp mind and strong body, he quickly rose among the Riders' ranks.
The Riders grew arrogant in their power and ignored caution. During a reckless trip Galbatorix and two friends were ambushed, his friends killed, and his dragon slayed. For months he wandered, becoming more and more mad, until he was found unconscious by a kind farmer, and returned to the Riders' council.
When the Riders refused to grant him another dragon, Galbatorix grew mad with rage. Vowing revenge on the Riders, he began to hone his use of dark secrets, learned from a Shade. Then, in the dark of the night he stole a dragon hatchling, and convinced Morzan, a weak-minded Rider, to join him in his practice of dark secrets and forbidden magic. Together they gained strength, and waged a war of revenge against the Riders. Twelve more of the Riders, desiring power and revenge, joined Galbatorix, and they became the Thirteen Forsworn.
In the last bloody battle, Galbatorix gained dominance over all, and anointed himself king over all Alagaesia. And from that day on, he has ruled.
When Eragon finds a polished blue stone in the forest, he thinks it's the lucky discovery of a poor farm boy. But when the stone brings a dragon hatchling, Eragon soon realizes he has stumbled upon a legacy nearly as old as the Empire itself.
Can Eragon take up the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? The fate of the Empire may rest in his hands.
2007年4月5日星期四
2007年4月4日星期三
献给我最真诚的朋友们
For my dearest Friends
I Will Follow You Into The Dark
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
像我这种巧克力怪人…当然会有人送巧克力了…
不过这回的巧克力跟以前不太一样…不是一个是一筒…数学考那么恶心的我，暗爽一下吧
其实激动是激动..这可是巧克力阿….但是明天是我在学校呆的最后一天….心情….（都能理解吧）
芳，对我简直是好的不一般了…
但想想前一段的我，好像有点过分。。（都怪那个破座位把握俩分那么远，虽然远了上课就不被老师骂了，可是…却跟她一天也说不了几句，相比之下还是被骂好。不过特别声明一下吧，我可不是上课影响其他人的那种无耻之徒…不像初中那么对老师，不提了，简直就是罪恶…），诶就这一段…弄得她一会说我不要她，一会又说我看上我们班门口的那块石头了..（不过那石头没害过我，还是感激一下吧）。
虽然不会拿到趁我收卷子时她望我手里塞的巧克力，不过那一筒吃一年应该也够了，每次吃巧克力的时候就想想她吧…把她转交给色女…不放心阿….(芳，他人还挺好的…那天还特高兴得说你要当他子芳妹妹，他就成皇帝哥哥了…诶..有点…忍了…)
…..
其实分开了也没那么坏，即以向来都会美化一个人….随着时间….我的人品还会涨…
就到这吧…什么时候有时间我再写…今天要复习理综…
正在拼搏的勇士们…加油努力…为你们祝福！！！
不过这回的巧克力跟以前不太一样…不是一个是一筒…数学考那么恶心的我，暗爽一下吧
其实激动是激动..这可是巧克力阿….但是明天是我在学校呆的最后一天….心情….（都能理解吧）
芳，对我简直是好的不一般了…
但想想前一段的我，好像有点过分。。（都怪那个破座位把握俩分那么远，虽然远了上课就不被老师骂了，可是…却跟她一天也说不了几句，相比之下还是被骂好。不过特别声明一下吧，我可不是上课影响其他人的那种无耻之徒…不像初中那么对老师，不提了，简直就是罪恶…），诶就这一段…弄得她一会说我不要她，一会又说我看上我们班门口的那块石头了..（不过那石头没害过我，还是感激一下吧）。
虽然不会拿到趁我收卷子时她望我手里塞的巧克力，不过那一筒吃一年应该也够了，每次吃巧克力的时候就想想她吧…把她转交给色女…不放心阿….(芳，他人还挺好的…那天还特高兴得说你要当他子芳妹妹，他就成皇帝哥哥了…诶..有点…忍了…)
…..
其实分开了也没那么坏，即以向来都会美化一个人….随着时间….我的人品还会涨…
就到这吧…什么时候有时间我再写…今天要复习理综…
正在拼搏的勇士们…加油努力…为你们祝福！！！
2007年4月1日星期日
my favorite poem
Darkness
---Lord Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream।
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash--
and all was black।
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits The flashes fell upon them;
some lay down And hid their eyes and wept;and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil'd;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and look'd up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes Came tame and tremulous;
and vipers crawl'd And twin'd themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless--they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again: a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought--and that was death
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails--men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead Lur'd their lank jaws;
himself sought out no food, But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer'd not with a caress--he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they rak'd up,
And shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects--saw, and shriek'd, and died--
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump, Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless--
A lump of death--a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still, And nothing stirr'd within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge--
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd;
Darkness had no need
Of aid from them--She was the Universe.
---Lord Byron
I had a dream, which was not all a dream।
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash--
and all was black।
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits The flashes fell upon them;
some lay down And hid their eyes and wept;and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil'd;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and look'd up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes Came tame and tremulous;
and vipers crawl'd And twin'd themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless--they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again: a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought--and that was death
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails--men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead Lur'd their lank jaws;
himself sought out no food, But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer'd not with a caress--he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they rak'd up,
And shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects--saw, and shriek'd, and died--
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump, Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless--
A lump of death--a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still, And nothing stirr'd within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge--
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd;
Darkness had no need
Of aid from them--She was the Universe.
The tipping point
Tree rules
1．The law of the few
In our society, there is a phenomenon. Only a little people do a majority of works
2．80/20
Economists often talk about the 80/20 principle, which is the idea tat in any situation roughly.80 percent of the work. Will be done by 20 percent of people.
3． ….(forgive me, I forget what is the third rule)
Two kinds of people
1 .Connector, is the one can help us expand our market. They can help us
2. Maven is the one who know a lot things and eager to help people. We can get the best suggestion from them. For example we can buy the cheapest things, if we know this kind of people.
The stickiness factor
Tree rules
1．The law of the few
In our society, there is a phenomenon. Only a little people do a majority of works
2．80/20
Economists often talk about the 80/20 principle, which is the idea tat in any situation roughly.80 percent of the work. Will be done by 20 percent of people.
3． ….(forgive me, I forget what is the third rule)
Two kinds of people
1 .Connector, is the one can help us expand our market. They can help us
2. Maven is the one who know a lot things and eager to help people. We can get the best suggestion from them. For example we can buy the cheapest things, if we know this kind of people.
The stickiness factor
It can make our product more impressive. And it is useful in making ad
大漠谣
跟盈盈讨论后有感
李妍最后还是悔改了，这本书的感觉跟伤城有点像，只要你忘却仇恨甚至以德报怨就会得到幸福。
中国人的历史本就使人沉重，中国人骨子里悲天悯人的情节容易使人产生沉沉的夙命感，当一个人的仇恨牵动到家族甚至民族。那一身就像坠入没有轮回的地狱。小玉放下仇恨等于自由，李妍放下就等于背叛。命运真是很爱开玩笑。
但背叛？有多少人会真正相信这个词。李妍使用了种种手段可他真正达到了目的了吗？既然没达到这又算不算是一种背叛呢？玉儿得到幸福完全是因为他在背叛和忠诚之间掌握了良好的分寸。可是李妍也许跟其他人不同，背叛是她生在这个世上的感觉，她一出生就注定了背叛，不是背叛他妈妈就是背叛自己。可使人活在这个世界上有多少比这更重要。
跟盈盈讨论后有感
李妍最后还是悔改了，这本书的感觉跟伤城有点像，只要你忘却仇恨甚至以德报怨就会得到幸福。
中国人的历史本就使人沉重，中国人骨子里悲天悯人的情节容易使人产生沉沉的夙命感，当一个人的仇恨牵动到家族甚至民族。那一身就像坠入没有轮回的地狱。小玉放下仇恨等于自由，李妍放下就等于背叛。命运真是很爱开玩笑。
但背叛？有多少人会真正相信这个词。李妍使用了种种手段可他真正达到了目的了吗？既然没达到这又算不算是一种背叛呢？玉儿得到幸福完全是因为他在背叛和忠诚之间掌握了良好的分寸。可是李妍也许跟其他人不同，背叛是她生在这个世上的感觉，她一出生就注定了背叛，不是背叛他妈妈就是背叛自己。可使人活在这个世界上有多少比这更重要。
转自...（好久之前下的，我也不记得了）
Slytherin——终极的美丽
一直都不明白自己为什么会爱上这个学院，书中的斯莱特林邪恶狡诈，无处不在地炫耀着自己的身份和地位，他们是纯血统的骄傲。
后来渐渐发现，自己爱上的是一种风范，一种帝王的风范，轻蔑、狡诈、精明、野心、桀骜不驯、自由不羁……当这些与智慧汇合时，就是斯莱特林教育的精髓。这在几个代表人物上都得到了体现。
斯莱特林的继承人，我唯一爱过的人。
一直都以为，黑暗的产生无非是因为欲望和贪婪。看《密室》时才知道，一颗心会因为惧怕再次受伤而变得黑暗。当一个从来没有得到过爱，你又怎么来要求他会爱别人？邪恶的孤单，似乎没几个人能诠释。Lord本来就注定了孤独。一个从小和自己的影子为伴的人应该更需要爱来驱散沉积在心的孤独。 我看见他在密室
中轻声细语的诉说着自己的曾经，但这淡淡的忧伤，在空气中划出了从Tom Marvolo Riddle到I am Lord Voldemort的转变，我哭了。我为他感到惋惜，如果他得到过爱，如果在他坠落时有人去拉他一把，到办公室去为他泡上一壶茶，也许一切都不会这样了。我们看到的就不会是一个婴儿创造的奇迹，而是一个少年的才华横溢的领导艺术。 但是，什么也没有发生，罪，就这样继续.......
而现在，即使有人爱他，他也会逃避，现在的他心中只有恨，这种恨还包含着一种对自己的恨，他不可能在有爱，因为他不能容忍自己在失去了那么多年再重新拥有，他不想让人知道自己的疯狂是一种对爱的缺失，他不想让人知道，原来黑魔王渴望的竟是一个人人都能拥有的东西。
仁慈的父，我已坠入，看不见罪的国度，请原谅我的自负。没人能说，没人可说，荣耀的背后刻着一道孤独……
故事还要继续，于是，我们看见他复活了——
一样的英俊，仿佛又回到了当年。又听到他慢条斯语的诉说家史，有一种苍凉，五十多年还是没有逝去。刻在灵魂上的伤痕，永远的印记。邪恶和温柔就这样达到统一。终极的美丽，没有什么词藻可以堆砌。
内心的执著抵挡不过岁月的沧桑，他再一次的失败了，曾经的权势就像昨日黄花，不可再来。透过预言我看到了他内心的衰败。也许，结局他真的难免一死，但我还真心的祝愿，愿他的灵魂可以得到安息，愿来生悲哀不再伴他左右。
Tom，如果有来世，做个普通的孩子吧，要开心一点......
后来渐渐发现，自己爱上的是一种风范，一种帝王的风范，轻蔑、狡诈、精明、野心、桀骜不驯、自由不羁……当这些与智慧汇合时，就是斯莱特林教育的精髓。这在几个代表人物上都得到了体现。
斯莱特林的继承人，我唯一爱过的人。
一直都以为，黑暗的产生无非是因为欲望和贪婪。看《密室》时才知道，一颗心会因为惧怕再次受伤而变得黑暗。当一个从来没有得到过爱，你又怎么来要求他会爱别人？邪恶的孤单，似乎没几个人能诠释。Lord本来就注定了孤独。一个从小和自己的影子为伴的人应该更需要爱来驱散沉积在心的孤独。 我看见他在密室
中轻声细语的诉说着自己的曾经，但这淡淡的忧伤，在空气中划出了从Tom Marvolo Riddle到I am Lord Voldemort的转变，我哭了。我为他感到惋惜，如果他得到过爱，如果在他坠落时有人去拉他一把，到办公室去为他泡上一壶茶，也许一切都不会这样了。我们看到的就不会是一个婴儿创造的奇迹，而是一个少年的才华横溢的领导艺术。 但是，什么也没有发生，罪，就这样继续.......而现在，即使有人爱他，他也会逃避，现在的他心中只有恨，这种恨还包含着一种对自己的恨，他不可能在有爱，因为他不能容忍自己在失去了那么多年再重新拥有，他不想让人知道自己的疯狂是一种对爱的缺失，他不想让人知道，原来黑魔王渴望的竟是一个人人都能拥有的东西。
仁慈的父，我已坠入，看不见罪的国度，请原谅我的自负。没人能说，没人可说，荣耀的背后刻着一道孤独……
故事还要继续，于是，我们看见他复活了——
一样的英俊，仿佛又回到了当年。又听到他慢条斯语的诉说家史，有一种苍凉，五十多年还是没有逝去。刻在灵魂上的伤痕，永远的印记。邪恶和温柔就这样达到统一。终极的美丽，没有什么词藻可以堆砌。
内心的执著抵挡不过岁月的沧桑，他再一次的失败了，曾经的权势就像昨日黄花，不可再来。透过预言我看到了他内心的衰败。也许，结局他真的难免一死，但我还真心的祝愿，愿他的灵魂可以得到安息，愿来生悲哀不再伴他左右。
Tom，如果有来世，做个普通的孩子吧，要开心一点......
Alexander
越来越佩服他了，连烧巴比伦时也是如此的有计谋。而其就算他面对敌人的时候也是那么的尊重对方我终于明白他为什么会不败，不知是因为他是半个神，他妈妈会巫术，还因为他懂得爱人尊敬人信任人。这些在现在很少会有人同时具有的品质。他从不允许淫乱奢华成风。
但终究他还是人类，他犯错误了。它不应该那样因愤怒或怀疑就去杀一个人。但是，他是国王，在这种情况下又能怎么办呢。作国王的是他而不是我们，对于他来说他要维护的是一个最大的帝国。在失去伟大的战士和朋友时候，也许没有人可以体会到他内心的痛苦。他重朋友，他因朋友才有勇气继续前进。但也是由于朋友他死了。失去勇气的他不再是那个阿蒙之子。他终究没有逃过这个比任何人都可怕的敌人——疾病。他死了也就意味着一个帝国的灭亡。也许他不该那么贪心的去战胜那些未知。可那终究是他生来的梦想。他——永远都是那个像梦想进军的不败的追梦者。他会永远被人么传颂。
他是世界的老师。一个亚里士多德也无法比圣人。
越来越佩服他了，连烧巴比伦时也是如此的有计谋。而其就算他面对敌人的时候也是那么的尊重对方我终于明白他为什么会不败，不知是因为他是半个神，他妈妈会巫术，还因为他懂得爱人尊敬人信任人。这些在现在很少会有人同时具有的品质。他从不允许淫乱奢华成风。
但终究他还是人类，他犯错误了。它不应该那样因愤怒或怀疑就去杀一个人。但是，他是国王，在这种情况下又能怎么办呢。作国王的是他而不是我们，对于他来说他要维护的是一个最大的帝国。在失去伟大的战士和朋友时候，也许没有人可以体会到他内心的痛苦。他重朋友，他因朋友才有勇气继续前进。但也是由于朋友他死了。失去勇气的他不再是那个阿蒙之子。他终究没有逃过这个比任何人都可怕的敌人——疾病。他死了也就意味着一个帝国的灭亡。也许他不该那么贪心的去战胜那些未知。可那终究是他生来的梦想。他——永远都是那个像梦想进军的不败的追梦者。他会永远被人么传颂。
他是世界的老师。一个亚里士多德也无法比圣人。
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