
2008年6月2日
Honesty is a virtue,if you are an honest people,you will be trustful and respecable. This is true whether you`re at school, going out or at work. Honesty makes a big difference in you scoical life. They help you success on business and get along with people. for example, a salesman, he is a honest man,he never saled the fake goods .So that his customers trust him and buy the goods from him. At last, he not only make the money but also won the honest from his consumers. However, many people say if you are too honest, you will be cheated. In my opinion, it`s not reasonable, nowdays, honesty is appreciateed by the public, while dishonesty is disliked everywhere. If you are a honesty man, while you partner is zn dishonesty man, I think he will not get very far without honest, he will fail in the end. taking into account all these factors, we may reasonable come to conclusion that it should pay to be honest.
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2008年5月1日
My brother is a young man about 24 and 1.75 meters in height. Being well built, he looks like a sportsman with a tamed face. His hair is short, dark and thick. He often makes them vertical so that he seems full of energy. His two large shining eyes are accompanied by double upper eyelids and bushy eyebows. Tow nostrils look large for they grow a upward. When he laughs, his bend smiling mouth is guite charming with his white teeth. While speaking, he often uses his fingers to express something, which is very interesting and his friends like to listen to him speaking. In a word, his good looking face and properly figure would qualify him to be a film star.
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2008年4月28日
It was my first day at the college. I walked into the building where I was going to live and looked at door after door for my name .At last I found it---my dormitory. When openning the door, I found everywhere was full of dust, what was worse, there were spider wet. It was so horrible that I couldn`t believe that was my dormitory. Howere, when all my roommates come here, we decided to cleaned and changed our house ,which we would live together for three years. After our hard work, our house have another beautifuf sight: before we came into it, a refresh air float your nose and a beauty chant blow away from you, then the white wall, the white window with green curtain in you eyes. When sit and look at in quiety, you will found the beds with blue quilts, which made the room more bright, the four yellow desks and chairs in orderly. in a word, everything was very clean and dtidy and orderly. Now, we all get on well and enjoy ourselves in the dormitory. We believe that we will spend the happiest time in our life.Welcome to our dormitory!!!
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2008年4月20日
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张小娴的经典爱情句子
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世上最遥远的距离,不是生与死的距离,不是天各一方,而是我就站在你面前,你却不知道我爱你。 我爱你....为了你的幸福,我愿意放弃一切---包括你。 失望,有时候也是一种幸福,因为有所期待所以才会失望。因为有爱,才会有期待,所以纵使失望,也是一种幸福,虽然这种幸福有点痛。 世上最凄绝的距离是两个人本来距离很远, 互不相识, 忽然有一天, 他们相识, 相爱, 距离变得很近。 然后有一天,不再相爱了, 本来很近的两个人, 变得很远, 甚至比以前更远。 爱情使人忘记时间,时间也使人忘记爱情。 孤单不是与生俱来,而是由你爱上一个人的那一刻开始。 喜欢一个人,是不会有痛苦的。爱一个人,也许有绵长的痛苦,但他给我的快乐,也是世上最大的快乐。 两个人一起是为了快乐,分手是为了减轻痛苦,你无法再令我快乐,我也唯有离开,我离开的时候,也很痛苦,只是,你肯定比我痛苦,因为我首先说再见,首先追求快乐的是我。 凡事皆有代价,快乐的代价便是痛苦。 开始的时侯,我们就知道,总会有终结。 爱情还没有来到,日子是无忧无虑的;最痛苦的,也不过是测验和考试。当时觉得很大压力,后来回望,不过是多么的微小。 有些人注定是等待别人的,有些人是注定被人等的。 缘起缘灭,缘浓缘淡,不是我们能够控制的。我们能做到的,是在因缘际会的时侯好好的珍惜那短暂的时光。 曾经相遇,总胜过从未碰头。 为什么要那么痛苦地忘记一个人,时间自然会使你忘记。如果时间不可以让你忘记不应该记住的人,我们失去的岁月又有甚么意义? 我以为爱情可以克服一切,谁知道她有时毫无力量。我以为爱情可以填满人生的遗憾,然而,制造更多遗憾的,却偏偏是爱情。阴晴圆缺,在一段爱情中不断重演。换一个人,都不会天色常蓝。 爱情要完结的时候自会完结,到时候,你不想画上句号也不行。 同一个人﹐ 是没法给你相同的痛苦的。 当他重复地伤害你﹐那个伤口已经习惯了﹐ 感觉已经麻木了﹐ 无论在给他伤害多少次﹐也远远不如第一次受的伤那么痛了。 爱情, 原来是含笑饮毒酒。 爱一个人很难,放弃自己心爱的人更难。 当爱情来临,当然也是快乐的。但是,这种快乐是要付出的,也要学习去接受失望、伤痛和离别.从此,人生不再纯粹。 我们也许可以同时爱两个人,又被两个人所爱。遗憾的是,我们 只能跟其中一个厮守到老。 爱上一个人的时候,总会有点害怕,怕得到他;怕失掉他。 你曾经不被人所爱,你才会珍惜将来那个爱你的人。 不能见面的时候,他们互相思念。可是一旦能够见面,一旦再走在一起,他们又会互相折磨。 只想找一个在我失意时可以承受我的眼泪;在我快乐时,可以让我咬一口的肩膊。 如果我不爱你,我就不会思念你,我就不会妒忌你身边的异性,我也不会失去自信心和斗志,我更不会痛苦。如果我能够不爱你,那该多好。 别离,是为了重聚。 爱火,还是不应该重燃的.重燃了,从前那些美丽的回忆也会化为乌有.如果我们没有重聚,也许我僣带着他深深的思念洽着,直到肉体衰朽;可是,这一刻,我却恨他.所有的美好日子,已经远远一去不回了。 感冒原本是一种很伤感的病。 追求和渴望,才有快乐,也有沮丧和失望。经过了沮丧和失望,我们才学会珍惜。你曾经不被人所爱,你才会珍惜将来那个爱你的人。 如果情感和岁月也能轻轻撕碎﹐ 扔到海中﹐ 那么﹐ 我愿意从此就在海底沉默... 你的言语﹐ 我爱听﹐ 却不懂得﹐ 我的沉默﹐ 你愿见﹐ 却不明白... 爱情本来并不复杂,来来去去不过三个字,不是“我爱你”,“我 恨你”,便是“算了吧”、“你好吗?”、“对不起”。 相爱却不能相恋,相恋却不相爱。 我也相信爱可以排除万难;只是,万难之后,又有万难。这是我更相信的。 你的心就是我的海角和天涯,我不能去得更远。我们此生共赴天 涯海角,不是游走半个地球,而是人间相伴。 你爱我吗?已经爱到危险的程度了.危险到什么程度? 已经不能一个人生活。 相逢,不是恨晚,便是恨早。 爱情是风花雪月的事,失意的人是玩不起的。 无法厮守终生的爱情﹐ 不过是人在长途旅程中﹐ 来去匆匆的转机站﹐ 无论停留多久﹐ 始终要离去坐另一班机。 离开之后,我想你不要忘记一件事:不要忘记想念我。想念我的时候,不要忘记我也在想念你。 爱情不是避难所,想进去避难的话,是会被赶出来的。 如果没法忘记他,就不要忘记好了。真正的忘记,是不需要努力的。 在爱情的世界里,总有一些近乎荒谬的事情发生,当一个人以为可以还清悔疚, 无愧地生活的时候,偏偏已到了结局,如此不堪的不只是爱情,而是人生。 爱一个人,你是会自爱的。 承诺本来就是男人与女人的一场角力,有时皆大欢喜,大部份的情况却两败俱伤。 爱情不是避难所,想进去避难的话,是会被赶出来的。 最厉害的病毒,是爱和谎言。 我们害怕岁月,却不知道活着是多么的可喜。我们认为生存已经没意思,许多人却正在生死之间挣扎。甚么时候,我们才肯为自己拥有的一切满怀感激? 忘掉岁月,忘掉痛苦,忘掉你的坏,我们永不永不说再见。 人生的大部份时间里,承诺同义词是束缚,奈何我们向往束缚。 爱火,还是不应该重燃的。重燃了,从前那些美丽的回忆也会化为乌有。如果我们没有重聚,也许我会带着他深深的思念活着,直到肉体衰朽;可是,这一刻,我却恨他。所有的美好日子,已经远远一去不回了。 爱情从希望开始,也由绝望结束。死心了,便是不再存在着任何我曾经对你有过的希望。 爱上了你,我才领略思念的滋味、分离的愁苦和妒忌的煎熬,还有那无休止的占有欲.为什么你的一举一动都让我心潮起伏?为什么我总害怕时光飞逝而无法与你终生厮守? 为什么要那么痛苦地忘记一个人,时间自然会使你忘记。如果时间不可以让你忘记不应该记住的人,我们失去的岁月又有甚么意义? 明知会失去自由,明知这是一生一世的合约,为了得到对方,为了令对方快乐,也甘愿作出承诺。恋爱旳一个追求不自由的过程,当你埋怨太不自由了的时候,就是你不爱他的时候。 孤单不是与生俱来,而是由你爱尚上个人的那一刻开始。 喜欢一个人,是不会有痛苦的。爱一个人,也许有绵长的痛苦,但他给我的快乐,也是世上最大的快乐。 人生的大部份时间里,承诺同义词是束缚,奈何我们向往束缚。 爱情,是自身的圆满,我不再缺少些甚么了。 爱情也是一种发明,需要不断改良。只是,这种发明跟其他发明不一样,它没有专利权,随时会给人抢走。 暗恋最伟大的行为,是成全。你不爱我,但是我成全你。真正的暗恋,是一生的事业,不因他远离你而放弃。没有这种情操,不要轻言暗恋。 爱,从来就是一件千回百转的事。不曾被离弃,不曾受伤害,怎懂得爱人? 爱,原来是一种经历,但愿人长久。
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2008年4月19日
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- 罗素:如何变老(How to Grow Old )
2007-06-17 21:36:15
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How to Grow Old
By Bertrand Russell (1872-1970)
In spite of the title, this article will really be on how not to grow old, which, at my time of life, is a much more important subject. My first advice would be to choose your ancestors carefully. Although both my parents died young, I have done well in this respect as regards my other ancestors. My maternal grandfather, it is true, was cut off in the flower of his youth at the age of sixty-seven, but my other three grandparents all lived to be over eighty. Of remoter ancestors I can only discover one who did not live to a great age, and he died of a disease which is now rare, namely, having his head cut off
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A great grandmother of mine, who was a friend of Gibbon, lived to the age of ninety-two, and to her last day remained a terror to all her descendants. My maternal grandmother, after having nine children who survived, one who died in infancy, and many miscarriages, as soon as she became a widow, devoted herself to woman’s higher education. She was one of the founders of Girton College, and worked hard at opening the medical profession to women. She used to relate how she met in Italy an elderly gentleman who was looking very sad. She inquired the cause of his melancholy and he said that he had just parted from his two grandchildren. “Good gracious”, she exclaimed, “I have seventy-two grandchildren, and if I were sad each time I parted from one of them, I should have a dismal existence!” “Madre snaturale,” he replied. But speaking as one of the seventy-two, I prefer her recipe. After the age of eighty she found she had some difficulty in getting to sleep, so she habitually spent the hours from midnight to 3 a.m. in reading popular science. I do not believe that she ever had time to notice that she was growing old. This, I think, is the proper recipe for remaining young. If you have wide and keen interests and activities in which you can still be effective, you will have no reason to think about the merely statistical fact of the number of years you have already lived, still less of the probable brevity of your future.
As regards health, I have nothing useful to say because I have little experience of illness. I eat and drink whatever I like, and sleep when I cannot keep awake. I never do anything whatever on the ground that it is good for health, though in actual fact the things I like doing are mostly wholesome.
Psychologically there are two dangers to be guarded against in old age. One of these is undue absorption in the past. It does not do to live in memories, in regrets for the good old days, or in sadness about friends who are dead. One’s thoughts must be directed to the future and to things about which there is something to be done. This is not always easy: one’s own past is a gradually increasing weight. It is easy to think to oneself that one’s emotions used to be more vivid than they are, and one’s mind keener. If this is true it should be forgotten, and if it is forgotten it will probably not be true.
The other thing to be avoided is clinging to youth in the hope of sucking vigour from its vitality. When your children are grown up they want to live their own lives, and if you continue to be as interested in them as you were when they were young, you are likely to become a burden to them, unless they are unusually callous. I do not mean that one should be without interest in them, but one's interest should be contemplative and, if possible, philanthropic, but not unduly emotional. Animals become indifferent to their young as soon as their young can look after themselves, but human beings, owing to the length of infancy, find this difficult/less easy.
I think that a successful old age is easiest for those who have strong impersonal interests involving appropriate activities. It is in this sphere that long experience is really fruitful, and it is in this sphere that the wisdom born of experience can be exercised without being oppressive. It is no use telling grown-up children not to make mistakes, both because they will not believe you, and because mistakes are an essential part of education. But if you are one of those who are incapable of impersonal interests, you may find that your life will be empty unless you concern yourself with your children and grandchildren. In that case you must realise that while you can still render them material services, such as making them an allowance or knitting them jumpers, you must not expect that they will enjoy your company.
Some old people are oppressed by the fear of death. In the young there is a justification for this feeling. Young men who have reason to fear that they will be killed in battle may justifiably feel bitter in the thought that they have been cheated of the best things that life has to offer. But in an old man who has known human joys and sorrows, and has achieved whatever work it was in him to do, the fear of death is somewhat abject and ignoble. The best way to overcome it——so at least it seems to me——is to make your interests gradually wider and more impersonal, until bit by bit the walls of the ego recede, and your life becomes increasingly merged in the universal life. An individual human existence should be like a river——small at first, narrowly contained within its banks, and rushing passionately past rocks and over waterfalls. Gradually the river grows wider, the banks recede, the waters flow more quietly, and in the end, without any visible break, they become merged in the sea, and painlessly lose their individual being. The man who, in old age, can see his life in this way, will not suffer from the fear of death, since the things he cares for will continue. And if, with the decay of vitality, weariness increases, the thought of rest will not be unwelcome. I should wish to die while still at work, knowing that others will carry on what I can no longer do, and content in the thought that what was possible has been done.
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2008年4月15日
Money and love, which is more important? I think is hard for everybody to choose. For me, I will choose love. We can make a suppose, if a girl married a man, who is very rich. He can get the girl everything she want to.But his heart isn`t on her,does she be happy?Of course the answer is negative. On the contrary, if the girl marry a poor man, who have nothing but the love to her, he take care of the girl endsless. I think the girl will be happy everyday for his husband accompany with her everyday. The happyness don`t pay for the money but foy true love. In addition, the man maybe poor just at this time, he maybe very rich in the future. My father and mother is a good example.They love each other, and take care of the others,though they often quarrel about the life,they still love deeply. Now they depend on each other to live, and shaare the happiness and pain. This is a real life, not much money but much love and joy. In a word, love is more important than money!!!
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2008年4月7日
One winter evening at the railway station I learned how to awoid being deceived. It was a cold, windy eveing when my friend and I arrived by train from my hometown. We didn`t know whether buses would still be running at that later hour, so we waited outside the station for a longtime. Hunger, cold and fatigue caught up with us. Just then a gentle and young man came up to us .He said he would like to do us a favor," Go to my home and take a rest, It`s comfortable !" How could we believe a stranger`s word? So we answered,"No, thank you!" However, he insisted, " I am a kind man,just come with me." I was shiveing but firmly, resorted," No, thank you, kindman. Go away now, please," And so he did. After the young man left, an old man who sold fruits at the station, Said:'' you are a smart girl, the man is a cheater!" How dangerous I had been, I couldn`t imagine what would happen. This is my unforgetable evening, which tells me don`t easily believe strangers!
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2008年4月6日
今天又给大家带来一首励志歌曲!Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens ,Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance 当一扇门关闭的时候,而另一扇窗也必定为你打开,所以要记住,给自己拼搏的机会!相信你一定喜欢!也希望你和我,能时时给自己信心,对未来充满希望!

I hope you dance
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat But always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance I hope you dance I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance Never settle for the path of least resistance Living might mean taking chances But they're worth taking Lovin' might be a mistake But it's worth making Don't let some hell bent heart Leave you bitter When you come close to selling out Reconsider Give the heavens above More than just a passing glance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone) I hope you still feel small When you stand by the ocean Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance Dance I hope you dance I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always) I hope you dance (Rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who) (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) I hope you dance (Where those years have gone) (Tell me who) I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder) (Where those years have gone)
译文:余尧
歌词大意 我愿你永远拥有好奇的心
纵然已得到满足,仍心怀渴望
愿你能珍惜每一次呼吸的机会
但愿爱不会使你失落惆怅
愿你能感受到人生的渺小 而大海无限宽广
生活将一道门关上 必定会开启另一扇窗
答应我 给人生一次拼搏的机会
选择碌碌无为还是迎风起舞?
我愿你起舞
我愿你起舞
愿你不畏山高路远征途漫长
不要满足于平坦安逸的捷径
生命也许意味着冒险 但是它们值得
爱也许意味着错误 但那也值得一试
不要为别人的过错而折磨自己
当你快要放弃时 请三思
给予头顶的那片天多一点欣赏
选择碌碌无为还是迎风起舞?
我愿你起舞
(时光如轮,转动不息)
我愿你起舞
(匆匆流逝)
我愿你起舞
(谁愿意在回首往昔时迷惑彷徨)
我愿你起舞
(旧时岁月已去向何方)
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