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竟然还记得这个的密码 虽然一直订阅了RSS 但是好久没来过了
大一时候伴随着这个博客的种种回忆还历历在目
希望大家一切都好吧
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
but make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream -- and not make dreams your master;
If you can think -- and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to heat the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them:"Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings -- nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you,but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run --
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And -- which is more -- you'll be a Man,my son!
Rudyard Kipling写给自己12岁儿子的诗
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作为珍藏
作为慰藉
作为我激情的源泉
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前方啊没有方向
身上啊没有了衣裳
鲜血啊渗出了翅膀
我的眼泪湿透了胸膛
飞翔着强忍着伤
逃离了猎人的枪
我的双脚没有了知觉
我的心情下冰冷的雪
亲爱的母亲挚爱的朋友
我会坚定好好的活
沉默的大地沉默的天空
红色的血继续的流
纵然带着永远的伤口
至少我还拥有自由
飞翔吧飞在天空
用力吹吧无情的风
我不会害怕也无须懦弱
流浪的路我自己走
那是种骄傲阳光的洒脱
白云从我脚下掠过
干枯的身影憔悴的面容
挥着翅膀不再回头
纵然带着永远的伤口
至少我还拥有自由
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今天是一个特殊的日子 亚冬会的圣火在长春市内传递
从人民大街 到自由大路 从一汽到铁北 从宽称到二道
从开发区 到伊通河
全天7个多小时 最终传递到了五环体育馆
今天 我们和世界一同奔跑
圣火经过了咱们学校门口 也经过了我的家 嘻嘻
在伊通河的冰面上 爬犁 狗拉的雪橇 速滑
都成为了传递圣火的方式
环卫工人 武警 公交司机 各行的精英
都成为了传递火炬的人
10多分钟的新闻 城市速递这个节目头一次这样打动了我
今天早上8点 我的老爷遍守候在了自由大路
众多热情的市民 涌向街头
我们和世界一同奔跑奔跑
我第一次为家乡这么激动过
这是一种美好的自豪感
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Once a circle missed a wedge. The circle wanted to be whole, so it went around looking for its missing piece. But because it was incomplete and therefore could roll only very slowly, it admired the flowers along the way. It chatted with worms. It enjoyed the sunshine.It found lots of different pieces,but none of them fit. So it left them all by the side of the road and kept on searching.Then one day the circle found a piece that fit perfectly. It was so happy. Now it could be whole,with nothing missing.It incorporated the missing piece into itself and began to roll.Now that it was a perfect circle, it could roll very fast,too fast to notice the flowers or to talk to the worms. When it realized how different the world seemed when it rolled so quickly, it stopped, left its found piece by the side of the road and rolled slowly away.
The lesson of the story, I suggested, was that in some strange sense we are more whole when we are missing something. The man who has everything is in some ways a poor man. He will never know what it feels like to yearn, to hope, to nourish his soul with the dream of something better. He will never know the experience of having someone who loves him give him something he has always wanted or never had.
There is a wholeness about the person who has come to terms with his limitations, who has been brave enough to let go of his unrealistic dreams and not feel like a failure for doing so. There is a wholeness about the man or woman who has learned that he or she is strong enough to go through a tragedy and survive, who can lose someone and still feel like a complete person.
Life is not a trap set for us by God so that he con condemn us for failing. Life is not a spelling bee, where no matter how many words you've gotten right, you're disqualified if you make one mistake. Life is more like a baseball season, where even the best team loses one-third of its games and even the worst team has its days of brilliance. Our goal is to win more than we lose.
When we accept that imperfection is part of being human and when we can continue rolling through life and appreciate it, we will have achieve a wholeness that others can only aspire to. That, I believe, is what God asks of us---not "Be perfect", not "Don't even make a mistake", but "Be whole".
If we are brave enough to love, strong enough to forgive, generous enough to rejoice in another's happiness, and wise enough to know there is enough love to go around for us all, then we can achieve a fulfillment that no other living creature will ever know.
By Unnamed
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嘿！丘 ！
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在HK 真的不知道都有什么新歌出现 消息很闭塞 Baidu的新歌100完全没有什么代表性 隐隐约约听说 羽泉出新专辑了（不知道到底出了没有） 找到了几首歌 大概是今天凌晨copy到MP3里的 下午在Lib发奋下周一CHEM001的final 为了隔绝图书馆的“人声鼎沸” 我一般都会听歌 突然之间 听到了这首《朋友难当》 突然间停止了与那些英文单词的单方面交流……
下面是部分歌词，让我停下来的歌词：
……（前面部分省略）
不忍心看你孤单 徘徊在街上
于是我 来到你身旁
朋友难当
不愿看到你心碎 看你反复受伤
朋友难当
希望这一段时间 不会太漫长
有朋友 一起扛 一起分享
所有人都喜欢 你开心的摸样
朋友难当
若你有难我就会 心甘情愿去帮
朋友难当
谁让我早已习惯 你在我心上
让我们一起唱 唱到天亮
拥有朋友的路 不会再迷茫
想起很早的时候 大家都听着羽泉 唱着羽泉……
听着 看着这些歌词………………
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我成为社会人了
这是今天我和付博等人下的结论
关于报考 我们不是跟着学校统一报
而是要独自去区招办报名
报名序号 什么的和学校没有一点关系
我们的高考成绩似乎也不能算学校的
谁知道呢？
好像是吉林省统一规定
前年复读生可以以应届生的资格报考
去年的复读生可以和应届生统一报考
今年的就得自己去报考
至于体检 照相 取准考证 都得自己去弄
在附中第七年 我好像学校的局外人
今天修养给我来了一个电话
打完一看11点多了 吃个苹果来这里发一篇
反正学不了什么了 晚安
祝各位考试顺利
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在doudou同学的这篇之前 已经有好长时间 没有人在这里写东西了
心情一直郁闷 所以 这一段想写什么的时候 就都写在自己的那里了 不希望影响大家心情 尽管现在还是有些乱七八糟 但毕竟是好多了 慢慢来吧
似乎 大家最近的心情都不怎么样 各个方面都有吧
也不知道该说些什么 希望大家都善待自己 做好该做的事吧
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