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云南西双版纳之行（一）

wangtingting — Thu, 29 October 2009 11:32:34 +0800

工作后博客更新的就极不勤快了，嘿嘿，现在正在慢慢戒掉不写博客的毛病，开始走入正轨。今天就先开个头，分享一下上周云南五日游的绝美体验吧（图片为主）。

我们的目标是西双版纳五日游，实际上在版纳待了四天，转机到昆明待了一天。对于我这个彻彻底底的北方姑娘来说，这地儿可是我到过的最南部！一路上兴奋、好奇与期待之情溢于言表。

在版纳接待我们的导游是可爱的汉族姑娘小陈，刚下飞机就给我们普及当地的风俗称谓，着实吓了一大跳。版纳当地称女孩子为“sao 哆哩”，说一个女孩子很漂亮，就是“很sao 很sao”，但是如果说你是“sao 狐狸”，那可就是骂人啦。称当地男孩子为“猫哆哩”，这也是当地很有名的酸角糕的品牌。哈哈，真是大千世界无奇不有。不过，我们还是有些羞于开口。

西双版纳少数民族众多，其中傣族人数居于众民族之首。既然来了傣族自治州，当然得了解傣家人民的风俗人情啦。许多风俗在朗朗上口的云南十八怪里可见踪影：

@娃娃全由男人带、和尚可以谈恋爱@

傣家婚俗与汉族很不相同，是男嫁女，女养家。很多人家生了女儿就全村拍酒席庆祝，但生了儿子却无颜见父老乡亲，觉得家里又多了一个赔钱货。

儿子长到七八岁就要送到村寨里的寺庙里上学，就像内地学生上学一样。有儿子的家庭每个月都需要去寺庙捐赠一定的口粮供儿子食用。小和尚们长大成人之后就可以还俗，寻觅心仪的姑娘结婚。不过结婚可不是这么容易滴。小伙子得先去心仪女孩子家免费做三年苦力来赢得姑娘的芳心。如果三年后考验结束，女孩子接受，那就可以顺顺利利带着银腰带、银首饰加入女方家。如果没有合格，抱歉，这三年苦力你也就白做了。

今天先到这里，看美图吧：

野象谷秀美风景

普洱茶园

会花钱买香蕉的象王

穿着傣族服饰的小胖妞，嘿嘿

近况小记

wangtingting — Fri, 31 July 2009 22:45:54 +0800

埋在客厅的沙发上，边忙着在白社会收菜收蛋，边忙着收看快乐女生7强晋级赛。每周五晚翘首等待盼望已久的快女，似乎成了最近生活较为规律的一环。看着一群可爱活泼的女孩子一路艰辛，不断挑战自我，自己也长大了好多。

再次听曾轶可演绎《最天使》，突然涌现出一种从未有过的感动。这位备受社会褒贬争议的女孩子，一直诚惶诚恐的站在大众的视线里。或许她起初真的是一粒棋子，但是也或许，她在担当棋子的过程中，已经开始成长、成熟了。

成熟貌似不是一个好词。因为在到达成熟的彼岸之前，必须经历磨难与痛苦的历程。就像自己一样。失语的这几个月里，自己忙于适应一系列的新生活，面对新的人，新的事，新的痛苦，新的快乐，新的幸福，新的失落，新的困惑，新的成长……

一直很庆幸，一路走来总能遇到好的领路人，这次也不例外。感谢这位领路人一直在包容我一路走来跌跌撞撞的鲁莽，在人生十字路口给我亮了一盏温馨的指路灯。大恩不言谢，唯有再努力。

隐约想起之前听过某位情感大师讲授的人生几个境界：读万卷书，不如行万里路；行万里路，不如高人指路；高人指路，不如自己去悟。看来，在某些方面，自己已经越级到了第三个境界。哇咔咔。。。

积极端正人生的ATTITUDE，用心做好自己的工作，加油啦。

其他方面都很好，工作，感情，生活，身体，O(∩_∩)O，挂念我的朋友们勿担心。

嘿嘿，言归正传，我最爱的川妹子江映蓉来啦，我得专心听歌啦。。下回有空再记！

出游归来。。

wangtingting — Mon, 01 June 2009 13:03:50 +0800

端午节小长假去了向往已久的大海边，迫于时间限制，此次出游选择了距离北京较近的南戴河。还是很不错的，玩儿的很开心。。。唯一不开心的是，被彻彻底底地晒黑了，而且拉肚子。。真是开心并痛苦着。。

暂不絮叨，赶紧传几张照片分享下。。。

人生仨追求。。。

wangtingting — Mon, 04 May 2009 15:24:08 +0800

假期四天宅在宿舍，除了偶尔外出吃饭，整个人像被关了禁闭一样不愿意踏出宿舍半步。
  看青春，痛哭流涕，然后开始一个人思。。
  嗯嗯，像钱小样一样活着挺好。
  嗯嗯，我们都是小蚂蚁，为了找米的小蚂蚁，知足常乐的小蚂蚁。
  Get rich，Find love ,Be happy
  人生仨目标。
  从今儿起，赶紧着慢慢积累。
  上帝爷爷，希望你能看到本小朋友的努力，祝福我吧！

成长的幸福与痛苦

wangtingting — Tue, 21 April 2009 23:16:58 +0800

最近一段时间，生活里波澜四起，的确是一波未平一波又起。绞尽脑汁、耗尽心血，饱受着精神与体力的双重折磨。突然间意识到，原来这些都是青春拔节生长必经的痛楚。聆听着拔节生长的声音，冷眼看着成长所付出的代价，才知道没有波澜的生活显得多么的苍白无力与不堪一击。

终于明白，成长需要付出痛苦的代价。眼前飘过很久之前看过的一句话，纵然知道前方有弯路，倘若不去亲身体验也不会有刻骨铭心的感觉。如今，尽管伤痕累累，但是却感受到了从未有过的坦然与豁达。

唾弃垂死的青春，所以他们选择了另外一种方式离开，留下生者黯然伤神，缅怀悼念。每个人都在扪心自问，向现实妥协的意义。活着，是种幸福。只是，一旦选择了生的权利，就应该做好迎接困难，经历成长磨难的痛楚。

朋友的同学放弃外人看来不错的工作，跻身考研大军，心里承受了很多压力。表面上看来活泼开朗，遇到难题时也能分析的头头是道，可依然会患得患失，偶尔会哭鼻子。如今成绩依旧没有公开，她笑着说，“最近几天，一直提心吊胆，患得患失，在坚持几天下去估计得折寿。”面对未知的明天，这种期待与彷徨的矛盾心理，我完全理解。

还好，我庆幸，在痛苦的挣扎中，自己可以用文字来宣泄自己的情感；庆幸，自己现在经历了人生需要经历的痛楚，收获了沉甸甸的回忆；庆幸，淡如水的君子之交让我拥有了宝贵的财富……

蓦然回首，有一盏灯为你而亮。憧憬已久的温暖……

轮回

wangtingting — Tue, 14 April 2009 02:22:35 +0800

一个人是快乐的，在没遇到另一个人时
一个人可以随心情的起伏而抱怨天气的变化
一个人可以自由的去击破蓝天而不用担心自己的羽翼
一个人可以开心的看着别人的眼泪而不用担心自己的泪水
一个人可以呼呼的睡觉而不用考虑浪费的时间
一个人可以不用考虑人情味的存在的而禁锢自己的思想
一个人可以把天分成两半而不用考虑天会塌下來
两个人是幸福的，在一个人和另一个人的心重叠时
两个人可以互相搀扶数着天上的星星而不用考虑事情的烦琐
两个人可以共同创造快乐而不用担心忧伤的侵袭
两个人可以一起观赏风景而不用担心风景的语言空白
两个人可以彼此倾诉而不用担心自言自语的孤单
两个人可以品尝爱的滋味而不用担心自己会演化成冰冷的石头
半个人是寂寞的
当一个人的心被另一个人带走时
半个人只能数着黑夜的眼睛去回味曾经
半个人只能发呆在风景面前去体会寂寞
半个人只能计数着时间去接受忍耐的缓慢
半个人只能灌着酒精去麻醉自己的记忆
半个人只能拿着电话筒却不敢再去寻找失去的心
半个人只能闯进喧闹的人群去卸下孑然的包裹
半个人只能带着半只翅膀顶过风雨
半个人只能填饱肚子却不能给空白的心涂上颜色
半个人只能独自忍受着不能粘合的玻璃碎片蛰出的血泪
一切都在轮回，
最后，我们会是几分之几个人
那你希望一个人，两个人，还是半个人呢?

上帝，请赐给我勇气与力量，让我能够继续微笑着面对一切。。。。

踏青

wangtingting — Mon, 06 April 2009 19:06:12 +0800

红姿映绿叶

盗用“潮平两岸阔”，此时是“江平两岸阔”

万条垂下绿丝绦

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. 求知若饥，虚心若愚

wangtingting — Wed, 04 March 2009 00:42:43 +0800

This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it.

Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much

花开似水，人淡如菊

wangtingting — Mon, 02 March 2009 00:25:31 +0800

风继续吹，在核桃林里感受着这样不一样的经典。

生活也许就是因为缺少这些微量元素，变得干枯而易脆。

花开似水，人淡如菊。这种调调很不错。呃，喜欢。

平安乃福

wangtingting — Wed, 25 February 2009 18:17:30 +0800

    近些日子打开网页或者点击弹出来的新闻页面，首先映入眼帘的就是些意外死亡的消息。在家里，潘星谊不小心打破鱼缸跌倒而香消玉殒；出门在外，打工妹在站台等车竟能命丧车祸；工作岗位上，数十位屯兰矿工一去不返......不说别的，周围同学坐地铁出行，也会不小心伤筋动骨。平安是福，这句话太实在了。
    而毕业在即，同学朋友们都在为工作而四处奔波，舟车劳顿之余还要备受各种精神折磨，实在是难过至极。听着大家回来抱怨一些单位趁火打劫、欺人太甚的同时，也在感慨生活的不易。可是大家似乎都忽略了一点，纵然职场暂时未能如愿，但保持乐观的心态、健康的身体对我们而言还是简单易行的。平安，健康，才是福气啊。
    留得青山在不愁没柴烧，话虽俗气了些，道理却不俗。身体好，心态好，实力不行咱可以慢慢积累，总有适合自己的。倘若一味急火攻心，伤了身体，那岂不是得不偿失。转来转去，落脚点就是如此简单。简单到现在人基本忽视的道理，通俗到只有面对一幕幕惨剧才肯顿悟的常识。

PS：惊讶地发现，这竟是2009年的开篇之作。前些日子不是懒于动笔，也不是无话可说，而是一度放弃了说话的权力。狡兔三窟，博客也一样，不同的博客针对不同的人开，说着不同的话题，感受着不一样的温情冷暖。

日子不等人，翻开日记尚能回忆起2008年到来时大家举杯的欢呼声，而如今，日历上09年都快过去两个月了。在这段堪称人生最迷茫的日子里，朋友们互相鼓励、打气，一起勇敢地面对残酷的现实，颇感欣慰。

仅以此文，献给不幸离世的人们，祝一路走好；也献给四处奔波的朋友们，祝福一切顺利，万事平安。。。。

劳碌命

wangtingting — Fri, 09 January 2009 15:51:27 +0800

忙起来，身体各大关节才能打通，筋脉活络了整个人才能有点起色。

一直以来，都是这种感觉。呵呵，无奈乎老妈说我，“天生劳碌命，是也。”

劳碌是福气，起码在劳碌中证明了自己的价值，所以，自己欣然接受此称谓。

最近状态就是最好的证明。

然后暗想，在诚诚恳恳的牛年里，岂不是更要发挥牛牛天生劳碌的本色，勤勤恳恳的工作呐？

其实，也挺好。O(∩_∩)O

……

先像牛牛一样生存，在寻求雄鹰一样的发展。

不失为良计。

2009 我在准备

wangtingting — Mon, 05 January 2009 14:54:02 +0800

就这样不可救药的来到了2009年。依稀记起以往在欢迎新年时候的欢欣雀跃，今年似乎少了很多。仪式归仪式，更多的是追忆似水年华，然后开始自我反省。

时光机已经转过去两轮，陡然回首，竟然也徒生苍凉之感。内心的不充实，让整个人开始变得郁郁寡欢。再加上，最近一阵子常常陷入深奥的梦境中无法醒来，顿时对人生颇为感慨。

去图书馆借书，无意中看到刘墉的《跨一步，就成功》，竟然为之砰然心跳。自己在中学时曾把刘墉的书作为至宝，每每读起都会豁然开朗，对生活充满新的希望。长这么大了，这种情结依然没有褪色。就这样，掺杂在手里那一堆学术理论书籍当中，这本书也被我借了出来。迫不及待的读起来，这种久违的感觉让自己倍感欣慰。

记得小学，为了一本《木偶奇遇记》，自己竟然在阳台坐到凌晨而浑然不觉；记得每周跟爸爸去图书馆都如饥似渴的激动与兴奋；记得几本厚厚的摘记本……看《小妇人》，读《名利场》，品《安娜卡列尼娜》，越来越多的画面涌上记忆的梢头，长大了，不知道是时间变少了，还是事情变多了，自己潜心读书的时间真真切切地变少了。

《跨一步，就成功》收集了刘墉为自己女儿写的信，包括读书、写作、记忆、处世的方法，言语中充满了慈爱与耐心，饱含了睿智与平和。读到一半，自己竟然开始由衷的羡慕起小帆来，在生活的点滴中，有这样一位博学、耐性的父亲陪伴，是何等的幸运与幸福。当然，这并非艳羡，而是一种感慨。

“多少钻石，多少水晶，多少润玉，被误看作砂石，愿这世上没有被埋没的人才，你自己去发现你的天才点。”写在扉页上的这段话折射出刘墉思想的精华。然而，在现实生活中，又有多少人能一开始就发现自己的天才点？幸运到成长中只听到鼓励的声音？又有多少人面对挫折之后能马上学会调整好心态从容以对？或许有很多人可以做到。但我坦白，要达到这样的境界，现在的自己的确还需要花很长时间来历练。

在这个来去匆匆的现代社会里，人们往往喜欢用名利来衡量一个人的成就，因此，越来越多的人变得浮躁。浮躁的追逐名利，追随别人的价值观，在“天下熙熙皆为利来，天下攘攘皆为利往”的大环境中因为看不清目标而陷入迷途。真正能够保持内心深处的淡定、平和与优雅，是多么的困难。

又想起一句话，“看《读者》的孩子不会变坏。”忘记是在那一期读者上看到的了，但是这句话记忆犹新。2008年，《新周刊》杂志主办了“30年十大中国娇子”的评选，读者榜上有名。推委会的颁奖辞更是耐我寻味：

《读者》——它是13亿中国人的心灵鸡汤，包含真善美维生素和励志蛋白质；它是和谐社会里的最和谐音符，让读者看到世间朴素的美好，品味平常生活的滋味，珍惜手头拥有的一切，激发勤奋工作的斗志。这是有益的知识，也是生活的哲学。它是情感的慰藉，也是力量的源泉。这本杂志和它维系的心灵，一直都是改革开放的中国必备的道德营养和精神营养。

当我兴致冲冲把这些话读给朋友听时，她微笑着告诉我，“我们已经不是孩子了。长大了，就不能有那么多纯情善良的思维，要开始成熟了。不然，在这样一个社会，我们就很难很好的生存。虽然很多时候我们心底也渴望真善美，但是在现实面前，我们也不可避免的要学会给自己戴面罩，学会伪装。毕竟，识时务者为俊杰。”

识时务者为俊杰，但自己依然努力追求内心的美好梦境，尽管会饱经痛苦的折磨。2009，我知道会是异常艰难的一年，心里也已经做好了很坏的打算。如此以来，自己竟然开始慢慢豁达了。别人一年办到的事情，我用两年、三年。只要持之以恒，会有效果的。哪怕最后的效果是在自己花甲之年才能领略。

2009，我正在努力准备。欢迎你的到来。

诡异……

wangtingting — Sat, 27 December 2008 15:04:13 +0800

今天来博客小转，突然惊讶地发现两篇博文销声匿迹，诸多评论也不翼而飞，难道是&*￥%#？

诡异诡异……

为了记忆的神经细胞

wangtingting — Thu, 27 November 2008 16:15:49 +0800

长大了，读的书多了，但记忆却经不起时间的考验，远没有儿时那些之乎者也来的清晰。写到这儿，突然想起李开复2007年12月4日——46周岁生日当晚来我们学校作讲座时提到的一句“戏言”，“上半句‘子曰’；下半句，不用记，直接‘百度’。”旨以此来表明当代人“君子善假于物”的道理。

如今看来，陷入竞价排名黑幕的百度实在太不靠谱，辜负了广大人民对它的滔滔信任，的确可以称之为“精神上的三聚氰胺”。没准儿上半句子曰，下半句百度出来的是些个三教九流之言论J。

日子一久，其实明显发现“假于物”的确难以长久。一来，对网络的依赖过大，基本成了电脑的囚徒，每天心平气和、服服帖帖地坐在电脑前服役，数个小时浑然不觉，而且还乐此不疲；二来，知识变得零碎、模糊，脑袋空空如也。常常荒废了时间却不以为然。尤其是近日，这种感觉更是强烈。于是，决定主动减少每日上网时间、多读书看报，给大脑多一点知识氧气，让记忆的神经细胞有繁衍的空间。于是，一报、一书、一笔，让自己怡然自得。晚上，决定把片刻之前所阅有感片段罗列出来，算是来个总结梳理。

第一、谈时评摘自《南方周末·写作叶匡政专栏》

1、黑夜给了是评价一双黑色的眼镜，他们只用它来翻翻白眼。低头写作是需要勇气的，抬头呐喊也要有底气。读者面前堆满了文字，却依然找不到任何思想的出路。

2、这类时评还有一个特征，就是味如嚼蜡，不仅言语鼓噪，观点亦是人云亦云，只不过张嘴说了点能在台面上的瞎话。他们似乎学了点屠龙术，拿的却是一把水果刀，带了几只蜥蜴就以为是真龙了，脸上露出不屑的表情，文字中的媚骨却处处可见。他们自以为是思想者或请命者，其实神经比很多网民都要脆弱的多，喉咙也早已丧失了呐喊的功能。他们有点像红颜薄命的林黛玉，腹中虽有点花谢花飞的忧怨情怀，百出的却是心系社稷苍生的道学家的谱儿。明明是能够载舟的大江水，时评家只学会了用它来煮粥。

3、时评，如今不仅成为了一种脑残文体，而且塑造着一种脑残逻辑。

难得看到如此酣畅淋漓的文字，作者的睿智与犀利值得学习。

第二、跟奥巴马学演讲术

1、奥巴马的演说气势磅礴，节奏分明，言简意赅，既有林肯式的深邃和思辨，也有马丁·路德·金的激情和抑扬顿挫，不仅能感染打动眼前的听众，事后也经得起推敲细读，反复品味。

2、演讲中最常见的修辞手法，——三叠法，即用同样的句式、语气和段落，来并置三个相关而又不同的内容，层层推进，一气呵成。

3、在演讲或报道中穿插进一个具体真实的普通人物，是美国的政客和记者最常用的手法，目的是拉近与听众或是读者之间的距离。

第三、跟政治家学读书

1、读书的方法无非有两条，第一条要学会用联系的方法看书中的人物、事件；第二条，要学会当评论员。

2、《聊斋志异》手稿本卷三《驱怪》篇末，有“异史氏曰：黄狸黑狸，得鼠者雄！”狸者，猫也。翻译成白话文就是，“不管白猫黑猫，只要抓住老鼠就是好猫！”邓小平的“猫论”，与其何等相似。

3、温总理读了百遍的案头书《沉思录》；推荐的大师巨著《道德情操论》。媒体细数温总理在记者招待会上引用的古语、诗文和典籍，有教授专门考究，９５％教科书上都没有。“名为治平无事，实有不测之忧”。

流水账一则

wangtingting — Tue, 18 November 2008 22:23:41 +0800

第六届亚洲传媒论坛先锋学术讲座第七场，我受葫芦之盛情邀请客串主持。该场邀请的嘉宾Jeff，跟我们这些做过志愿者的孩子们比较熟。因为他是媒体顾问，整天在我们发布厅转悠，因此，交流、沟通的机会相对频繁。

中午就打车去接他，庆幸之前交道打得还不少，这张中国面孔对他而言一点也不生疏。然后在车上东拉西扯，竟然能从奥运会扯到梅兰芳……

这次他准备的讲座主题是国际媒体关系与北京奥运会。但是，Jeff似乎更喜欢后者以及Self promotion，因此，个人感觉有偏题嫌疑。还好，他风趣、可爱、形象的讲座还是稳住了前来救场的听众。这种局面着实让我们这些工作人员欣慰不已。

内容方面，有一句话印象深刻——You have years to burn， but not to waste.想想前些日子每天睡到正午自然醒，心里颇为愧疚。所以，从明天开始，调整生物钟。九点之前起来吧。O(∩_∩)o…

送走Jeff，冒着刺骨的寒风，哆哆嗦嗦的我跑到西街去买绿豆饼。然后寒暄之后，绿豆饼大哥给了我他的电话，说，“以后你们学生再来买可以帮忙统计一下，我去送外卖。”看来是我冒风前来买绿豆饼的气概感动了他，真不容易。o(∩_∩)o...后来者得牢记我的功劳才是啊，:-)。

借用绿豆饼的温存鼓励自己去食堂吃饭。周围的人都行色匆匆，连校园的小猫都已经搬离了那个众人皆知的小窝。看来，这样的冬天的确不受大家欢迎。

路过一食旁边的书摊，依旧没有抵制诱惑，又给自己添了两本家当——《新闻一线》以及《奥普拉温弗瑞转》。看看也好，不管自己将来是否有机会进入主流媒体，这种永远关注的信念得有。

一路小跑到食堂二楼，没有了羊肉面，只好换羊肉米线。然后吃着“刚毅”的米线，温暖着自己那颗柔软的心。

注：此流水账，纯粹为救博之举动。