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    首先要说的是，这不是一篇关于计算机技术的文章。只是我听了信息技术概论的感受。

    今晚上上选修课，我又见到了那个我很喜欢的老师，喜欢他的博学，他的从容，还有他的淡泊。其实，我这是第三次听他的课，有时在早上会碰到他，和一些学生早锻炼完后，唱着古老的歌谣往回走，而且他总是赤脚。所有的一切都让我生出好多的想像。我开始觉得自己对他的人生很好奇。

   每周日的晚上，我都会去听他的话，不管我有多忙。每次听完，我都觉得自己好像超脱在世俗之外，进入了一个只有数字，字母，程序，语言的世界里。在他的课堂上，只有学术，只有知识。我总是被他形象生动的讲述深深的吸引。他把我带到了一个思考一切的状态里，包括宇宙，包括思维，包括历史，包括将来，还有人生。这样一位能够把汲取知识变为一种享受，把单纯的知识变成多重的智慧的老师，无疑，在我的心目中是一个好老师。

  老师关于计算机知识的讲解，让我如拨云见日，站在更高的起点上看待信息时代。当然，也解决了我自己在学习计算机的过程中的好多问题。

  老师也好像认识我了，每次下课之后，我们都会一起走一段，我向他请教各种各样的问题。不只是计算机，他总能给我一个深邃而又易于理解的答案。他的深入浅出让我深深折服。

 

 

       今天，终于完成了我的心愿，与信息部搞了一次联谊活动。在编辑部工作有一年多了，以前对工作有很多的想法，可是都没有实现，现在新干事也招进来了，一切又是一个新的开始。原来在工作中发现的问题，现在都可以静下心来，一一解决。我不知道该如何形容现在的心情。有两个得力的副部长，还有很多积极又负责的新干事，工作也有条不紊的进行。回想起上半年自己的无助和迷茫，心里真是感慨万千。不过，以前的一切都已成为过去了。我为自己的表现感到很欣慰。在原来那么大的压力下，能够带领我们部的同志挺过来，能够在新的局面下开展新的工作。这一切都是那么的美好。

   

   想来自己加入网政中心已有一年多的，在这个地方，我真得学到了不少的东西。其实，现在想来学得最多的是，能够在任何情况下，不灰心，不放弃，尽自己最大的努力去改变现实。这样的经历给了我信心，让我相信自己，不管以后的人生道路有多么的艰难，我都能够坦然的面对，并且相信凭着自己的努力，一切都会变得很好。

 

  接下来，我还会举办两场培训。为了增强我们部同志的素质。

  以后的日子里，我还要加强自己对网页设计的学习，让我们部的同志达到一个能够自己做静态页面的水平。任重而道远啊！

   但我相信自己会做得更好。

 

   最近交了个外国笔友，用英文和他聊天，很愉快。现在基本上是每天收到他的一封邮件，然后我花很长的时间认真的写一篇回复他。这工切都让我感觉很好。生活是如此的美好。

 

  对了，还是要自己提醒自己，工作要做好，学习也不能落下，毕竟以后要考研，还是要做好准备的。上课要认真听，作业要认真写。还要准备六级英语考试，还有计算机三级考试。总之，黎欣啊，每一天都是最珍贵的，一定要珍惜，让每一分每一秒都能有效的利用。想念自己会做得很好。

 

还有一点，要以最快的速度忘记不愉快的事。

   Friendship 

 

  NO young man starting life could have better capital then plenty of friends.They will strength his credit,support him in every great effort ,and make him what ,unaided,he could nerer be.Friends of the right sore will help him more---to be happy and successful ---than much money or great learning.

 

   Friendship is no one-sided affair.There can be no friendship without reciprocity.One cannot receive all and give nothing,or give all and receive nothing,and expect or experience the joy and fullness of ture companionship. 

 

   Those who would make friends must cultivate the qualities which are admired and which attract. If you are mean,stingy and selfish, nobody will admire you.you must cultivate generosity and  large-heartedness:you must be magnanimous and tolerant;you must believe in yourself.If you do not ,others will not believe in you.You must look upward and be hopeful,cheery,and optimistic.No one will be attracted to a gloomy pessimist.

 

 

 

 

    The art of living

 

  The art of living is to know when to host fast and when to let go.For life is a paradox:it enjoys us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment.The rabbis of the old  put it this way:""A man comes to this world with his fist clenched,but when  he dies,his hand is open."

 

  Surely we ought to hold fast to life,for it is wonderful,and full of a beauty that breaks through every pore of God's own earth.We know that this is so ,but all too often we recoginze this turth only in our backward glance when we are remeber what was and then suddenly realized that it is no more.

 

   we remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remeber with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered,that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered.

  A recent experience re-taught me this truth.I was hopsitalized following a severve heart attack and had been in intentive care for several days.It was not a pleasant place.

 

  One morning,I had to have some additional tests.The required machines were located in a building at the opposite end of the hospital,so i had to be wheeled across the courtyard on a gurney.

 

  As we emerged from our unit.the sunlight hit me.That,s all there was to my experience.Just the light of the sun.And yet how beautiful it was-how warming,how sparkling,how brilliant! I looked to see whether anyone else relished the sun's golden glow.but everyone was hurried to and fro,most with eyes fixed on the ground.Then i remembered how often I,too,had been indifferent to the grandeur of each day,too preoccupied with petty and sometimes very mean concerns to respond from that experience is really as commonplace as was the experience itself:Life's gifts are precious----but we are too heedless of them.

 

  Here then is the first pole of life's paradoxical demands on us:Never too busy for the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embarce each hour. Seize each golden minutes.

 

   Hold fast to life....but not so fast that you cannot let go. This is the second side of life's coin,the opposite pole of its paradox:we must accept our losses.and learn how to let go.

 

  This is not easy lesson to learn,especially when we are young and think that the world is ours to command,that whatever we desire with the full force of our passionate being can ,may,will,be ours.But then life moves along to confront us with realities,and slowly but surely this truth dawns upon us.

 

   At every stage of life we sustain losses-and grow in the process.We begin our independent lives only when we emerge from the womb and lose its protective shelter. We enter a progression of schools,then we leave our mothers and fathers and our childhood homes. We got married and have children and then have to let them go. We confront the death of our parents and our spouses.We face the gradual or not so gradual waning of our strength.And ultimately,as the parable of the open and closed hand suggests.we must confront the inevitability of our own demise,losing ourselves as it were.all that we were or dreamed to be.

 

    好几天没看到他，不知道他过得怎么样了。

    那天去QQ空间里又写了一篇，有感觉的时候我就喜欢写，喜欢双手分快的敲击键盘的感觉。

    一觉醒来，拿起手机，给他打了个电话。

    很长时间，才有人接，我知道他的手机随身携带。这么长的时间才接，是不是期望我会挂掉。我不知道。

    让他去帮我占个位子，一会去看书。

    电话的那头声音低沉，让我很不愉快。他推辞着，找各种各样的理由。可是所有的理由都让我驳回了。他说，你放过我吧。

    声音那么得那人难受。

    我忽然觉得自己真得很残忍，就像在玩一只可怜的猫。放了他吗？

    其实，今天我没打算去自习，如果他真得帮我占了位置，我也会发短信说自己临时有事，不能去了。今天有好多的事要做，而且明天有好多的的人要补考。我根本不愿意和他们争座位。

    可是，我知道他不怎么想见我。

    我一点也不难过。我也害怕见到他。答应过他做回朋友，可是自己不知道该如何过渡。是忽然间不联系了，还是要慢慢来。我不知道哪种方式更适合。

    所以我试探。他说想让我放了他。

    我要想想。

    每一次我不知道为何要给他发短信，也不知道为何要打电话，只是一时间就做了。没有想过。

    曾经不断的问自己，我在留恋什么。不否认，有时会很怀念，让他抱着或者抱着他的感觉，可是我知道这已经是历史了。

    人总不是那么的无情，可以如此快的忘记过去。即使过去是如此的短暂。

    我决定去网吧，过今天晚上。很好的一个地方。

    有网上认识了几个外国朋友。是笔友。一个Turkey，一个Washington.喜欢用生涩的英语和他们交流，很有趣。

     猛然觉得，生活好特别，为你提供了有多种选择，多种方式。

     以前喜欢对朋友诉说，现在喜欢把心里的想法写在网上。