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我当吧主的这些日子 2006年6月21日我正式接任东直门中学贴吧吧主,屈指数来整整一年时间,在这一年时间里面我们三位吧主首先感谢各位网友的支持和配合,更要感谢各位小吧主的为维护校园贴吧秩序所作出的贡献,baidu post已经成为继学校之后的第2校园,是社会了解学校的一扇重要的窗口。因此对于维护好贴吧的日常秩序就显得尤为重要。 1年中我们珍惜了网友赋予我们的权利,尽力做到了净化校园环境的工作,对于不良信息予以严厉打击。但是 ,近来无论是媒体还是政府部门都对校园贴吧予以了关注,北京19中校长市人大代表在3月的两会上明确提出要关闭校园贴吧或者学校接管,报纸舆论也多次报道出贴吧的种种不好。这也是百度这回迫于压力大面积撤换吧主的原因之一,校园贴吧将何去何从我们不得而知。 作为贴吧的一员,我衷心的希望各位网友能谨慎发言,为了贴吧的未来着想,如果每个人都做到了那么他们也不会有口实再呼吁关闭贴吧了。希望大家团结,珍惜我们这个交流的平台。 注意到近期贴吧的纷争,我认为谁是吧主并不重要,重要的是维护好秩序,为大家服务。而不是将它看成自己的私人财产,希望大家本着一切为贴吧建设着想的原则去看待问题。和平理性,不要让交流的平台变成互相诋毁谩骂的场所。 预祝贴吧建设蒸蒸日上,大家要迎奥运,讲文明,树新风(汗~)。呵呵~希望有越来越多的人来这里。 顶呱呱16 刺猬
※{花花圣诞图} Merry Christmas、※ 不知道哪里来的故事。。。 在很早很早以前的欧洲,有个地方名叫“鸭母吃的蛋”,就是现在的“阿姆斯特丹”。顾名思义,那里的主要产物就是鸭子,也因此会有大量的副产品-鸭蛋。在每年大量的外销之余,总还会剩下非常多的蛋,也造成当地有人死于胆固醇过高(就为了将蛋吃光)。于是当地人就想了一个方法:他们定了一个节日叫“剩蛋节”,他们会在这一天尽力将剩蛋清光。 首先在“剩蛋节”当天,“鸭母吃的蛋”的邻近地区居民会在自己个人的床头挂上一只袜子,然后“鸭母生的蛋”市政府会派出身着红色反光服饰的人(怕被飞机撞)挨家挨户的将蛋放入袜子中(其实袜子是要放蛋的,后来才变成放礼物)。而后为了给民众惊喜,所以改成从烟囱爬入,但这样又造成不少的死伤(烧伤、呛伤,加上又不懂得冲、脱、泡、说B送的处理法),所以渐渐的没有年轻人要做了,最后只剩下一些嫌自己活太长的老公公继续做下去,于是人们称他们为“发剩蛋的老公公”,简称“剩蛋老公公”。 尽管每户人家都发了蛋,但还是会剩下多余的蛋。于是他们就将那些蛋作成装饰品挂在树上,以招揽观光客及美化环境,这就是“剩蛋树”的由来。 由于当地人总喜欢小赌一番,所以后来在“剩蛋节”之前几天,民众会互寄“剩蛋卡”,猜对方这次会收到几颗剩蛋;而猜错和被猜中的人就要像蛇一样,一口气将所有的蛋吞下。因为这天总会有人被蛋噎到,所以又有人叫这天为“噎蛋节”,而让他们吞蛋噎到的卡片就叫做“噎蛋卡”。今年噎到的人往往都会很不服气,所以在明年会寄更多的“噎蛋卡”增加命中率以让别人也噎。 以前送蛋的工作都是在“剩蛋节”当天执行,但是数年之后“剩蛋节”变成国定假日,加上开始周休二日之后,“剩蛋老公公”都在抱怨每次连假都少休一天。于是送蛋的工作就改成前一天的晚上,这个晚上就称“送蛋夜”,但久而久之人们又和“剩蛋节”搞混而改称“剩蛋夜”;由于吞蛋的执行也是在这晚,那些噎到的人又称这晚为“噎蛋夜”。
心中的忘忧草 心中的忘忧草 [原创] (from读者吧) ☆“让软弱的我们懂得残忍,狠狠面对人生每次寒冷,依依不舍的爱过的人,往往有缘没有份∙∙∙∙∙∙伤痕累累的天真的灵魂,早已不承认还有什么神∙∙∙∙∙∙” ☆夜阑人静,旋开收音机,刚巧听到华健的《忘忧草》。随着这幽婉的乐声,心中忽然涌起一股莫名的感动。歌中流露出对残酷现实的一点点无奈,而这一点无奈却触动了我心中那个最最柔软的角落。以前从不思考人生的我,现在开始盘点人生。 ☆很小的时候,天真的我以为生活是简单而美好的,幸福是很容易得到的,不是么?幸福藏在年夜饭袅袅的蒸气里,藏在妈妈望着熟睡孩子的眼神里,藏在久别重逢的恋人紧握的手心里∙∙∙∙∙∙我的小小的心常常被幸福装得满溢。可是这易得的幸福与残酷的不幸相比却是何等的微不足道。 ☆是不是说得太悲惨了一些呢?也许吧。不知大家有没有观察过自己的生活,我们的日子过得有如大海:表面上平静得波澜不惊,内里却澎湃着。真的应了那句老话:家家有本难念的经。我亲眼见自己的家人、朋友为了生计每天忙碌奔波,躲避和填平一个又一个的陷阱。而这仅仅是生活的必需,也是通过我们的努力能做到的,用我们的坚韧能扛过的。但是有一些东西是你无法把握的,比如运气、情谊,甚至生命。 ☆世人说生命很伟大,生命是奇迹。但是“生命有时候很脆弱,不知什么时候便会悄然逝去。”不更事的我曾认为这话说得太过沉重,可当我得知母亲身患绝症的时候,我觉得整个世界都灰暗下来了。我眼见自己至爱的人一点点地憔悴、消逝,纵使富有天下也不能阻止自然之神执行他的法则。我的心被生生地撕裂开了,那是何等的痛呵!我要如何承受这份创痛啊!果真是造化弄人吗?我注定要因此伤心、沮丧、一蹶不振吗?我知道,我无法改变命运,但却决不向它屈服。 ☆记得看过一篇叫《生如春花之灿烂》的纪实文章,主人公是一个叫林健的女孩,她从七岁起生病,住院,得过十七次腮腺炎,不停地发烧,到二十七岁才查出患有肾结石。她虽然无时无刻不被病痛折磨着而且随时会死去,但却从不放弃对生活的追求:她边与病魔抗争,边有声有色地生活着:完成学业,谈恋爱,在海边举行婚礼,开办热线,到人民大会堂演讲。她说:“生命是如此短暂,我没有理由不好好过,没有机会让自己出错。” ☆在经历了沉痛的打击后,我仔细地观察了很多的人和事,发现原来这许多的幸福与不幸是构成生活的元素。当不幸降临时,平时悄无声息的,融入生活中的人们会从八方赶来,无论熟识的、陌生的,都向你伸出援手。你发现,原来幸福就在身边。此时,再软弱的人也会变得坚强。我们不能决定生命的长度,却可以改变它的宽度。我不去怨天尤人,相反要感谢现实的残酷,不然我何以知道点滴幸福的珍贵,人间真情的温暖。也许不完美的生活才真实,才有滋味,品尝之后才会教人回味。生活犹如一杯咖啡,真情好似牛奶,幸福便是方糖。一点醇香,一点苦涩,一点甘甜,这才叫做百味俱全吧。 ☆“人生如花心如叶,花常开,叶常青。”为何不像林健一样抛开苦涩,快乐地活着。其实每个人的心中都有一株忘忧草,只有在阳光明媚、土壤肥沃、水分充沛的条件下才会生根、发芽、开出绚烂的花。 ☆“美丽的人生,善良的人,心痛、心酸、心事太微不足道。来来往往的你我遇到,相识不如相望淡淡一笑。忘忧草,忘了就好∙∙∙∙∙∙” ☆生命是一支红烛,只要拥有乐观与进取的火花,我们随时可以点燃激情的火焰,把爱的光传遍世界。
Follow Your Dream By Jack CanfieldI have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Ysidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to raise money for youth at risk programs. The last time I was there he introduced me by saying, "I want to tell you why I let Jack use my house. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses. As a result, the boy's high school career was continually interrupted. When he was a senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do when he grew up."That night he wrote a seven-page paper describing his goal of someday owning a horse ranch. He wrote about his dream in great detail and he even drew a diagram of a 200-acre ranch, showing the location of all the buildings, the stables and the track. Then he drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch."He put a great deal of his heart into the project and the next day he handed it in to his teacher. Two days later he received his paper back. On the front page was a large red F with a note that read, `See me after class.'"The boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, `Why did I receive an F?'"The teacher said, `This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you. You have no money. You come from an itinerant family. You have no resources. Owning a horse ranch requires a lot of money. You have to buy the land. You have to pay for the original breeding stock and later you'll have to pay large stud fees. There's no way you could ever do it.’ Then the teacher added, `If you will rewrite this paper with a more realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.’"The boy went home and thought about it long and hard. He asked his father what he should do. His father said, `Look, son, you have to make up your own mind on this. However, I think it is a very important decision for you.’"Finally, after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, making no changes at all. He stated, `You can keep the F and I'll keep my dream.'"Monty then turned to the assembled group and said, "I tell you this story because you are sitting in my 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of my 200-acre horse ranch. I still have that school paper framed over the fireplace." He added, "The best part of the story is that two summers ago that same schoolteacher brought 30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a week." When the teacher was leaving, he said, `Look, Monty, I can tell you this now. When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream stealer. During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately you had enough gumption not to give up on yours.’"Don't let anyone steal your dreams. Follow your heart, no matter what.  
It's Never Too Late It's Never Too LateBy Marilyn ManningSeveral years ago, while attending a communications course, I experienced a most unusual process. The instructor asked us to list anything in our past that we felt ashamed of, guilty about, regretted, or incomplete about. The next week he invited participants to read their lists aloud. This seemed like a very private process, but there's always some brave soul in the crowd who will volunteer. As people read their lists, mine grew longer. After three weeks, I had 101 items on my list. The instructor then suggested that we find ways to make amends, apologize to people, or take some action to right any wrongdoing. I was seriously wondering how this could ever improve my communications, having visions of alienating just about everyone from my life. The next week, the man next to me raised his hand and volunteered this story:"While making my list, I remembered an incident from high school. I grew up in a small town in Iowa. There was a sheriff in town that none of us kids liked. One night, my two buddies and I decided to play a trick on Sheriff Brown. After drinking a few beers, we found a can of red paint, climbed the tall water tank in the middle of town, and wrote, on the tank, in bright red letters: Sheriff Brown is an s.o.b. The next day, the town arose to see our glorious sign. Within two hours, Sheriff Brown had my two pals and me in his office. My friends confessed and I lied, denying the truth. No one ever found out."Nearly 20 years later, Sheriff Brown's name appears on my list. I didn't even know if he was still alive. Last weekend, I dialed information in my hometown back in Iowa. Sure enough, there was a Roger Brown still listed. I dialed his number. After a few rings, I heard: `Hello?' I said: `Sheriff Brown?’ Pause. `Yup.’ `Well, this is Jimmy Calkins. And I want you to know that I did it.’ Pause. `I knew it!’ he yelled back. We had a good laugh and a lively discussion. His closing words were: `Jimmy, I always felt badly for you because your buddies got it off their chest, and I knew you were carrying it around all these years. I want to thank you for calling me...for your sake.’"Jimmy inspired me to clear up all 101 items on my list. It took me almost two years, but became the springboard and true inspiration for my career as a conflict mediator. No matter how difficult the conflict, crisis or situation, I always remember that it's never too late to clear up the past and begin resolution.
Life Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many friends you have or how accepted you are.Not about if you have plans this weekend or if you're alone.It isn't about who you're dating, who you used to date, how many people you've dated, or if you haven't beem with anyone at all.It isn't about who you have kissed.It's not about sex.It isn't about who your family is or how much money they have Or what kind of car you drive.Or where you are sent to school.It's not about how beautiful or ugly you are.Or what clothes you wear, what shoes you have on, or what kind of music you listen to.It's not about if your hair is blonde, red, black, or brown or if your skin is too light or too dark.Not about what grades you get, how smart you are, how smart everybody else thinks you are, or how smart standardized tests say you are.It's not about representing your whole being on a piece of paper and seeing who will "accept the written you."LIFE JUST ISN'TBut, life is about who you love and who you hurt.It's about who you make happy or unhappy purposefully.It's about keeping or betraying trust.It's about friendship, used as a sanctity or a weapon.It's about what you say and what you mean, maybe hurtful, maybe heartening.about starting rumors and contributing to petty gossip.It's about what judgments you pass and why. And who your judgement arespread to.It's about who you've ignored with full control and intention.It's about jealousy, fear, ignorance, and revenge.It's about carrying inner hate and love, letting it grow, and spreading it.But most of all, it's about using your life to touch or poison other people's hearts in such a way that could have never occurred alone.Only you choose the way those hearts are affected, and those choices are what life's all about. 
真正的朋友:你有吗? 真正的朋友:你有吗? 一个普通的朋友从未看过你哭泣。一个真正的朋友有双肩让你的泪水湿尽。 一个普通的朋友不知道你父母的姓氏。一个真正的朋友有他们的电话在通讯簿上。 一个普通的朋友会带瓶葡萄酒参加你的派对。一个真正的朋友会早点来帮你准备,为了帮你打扫而晚点走。 一个普通的朋友讨厌你在他睡了后打来。一个真正的朋友会问为什么现在才打来。 一个普通的朋友找你谈论你的困扰。一个真正的朋友找你解决你的困扰。 一个普通的朋友对你的罗曼史感到好奇。一个真正的朋友可以威胁你说出来。 一个普通的朋友在拜访时,像一个客人一样。一个真正的朋友会打开冰箱自己拿东西。 一个普通的朋友在吵架后就认为友谊已经结束。一个真正的朋友明白当你们还没打过架就不叫真正的友谊。 一个普通的朋友记得你欠他的任何一件东西,一个真正的朋友记得你送他的任何一件东西。 一个普通的朋友在遇到事情的时候首先想到自己,一个真正的朋友遇到事情的时候第一个想到你。 一个普通的朋友期望你永远在他身边陪他。一个真正的朋友期望他能永远陪在你身旁 ! 你的身边有这样的朋友吗,默默的为你做着任何一件事情,永远不会要求你回报什么,不管遇到什么事情,永远都会站在你这一边,快乐的时候她或许不在,但是伤心的时候她一定会陪着你伤心..... 如果有,相遇便是缘,如果能够相知,那更是三世的缘份,如果你的身边有这样的朋友,那么请你好好珍惜她,好好珍惜你们的友情....... 基本上我觉得如果做朋友做到这种程度就是家人了
25句话教你怎样看待情感 1、记住该记住的,忘记该忘记的。改变能改变的,接受不能改变的 2、能冲刷一切的除了眼泪,就是时间,以时间来推移感情,时间越长,冲突越淡,仿佛不断稀释的茶。 3、怨言是上天得至人类最大的供物,也是人类祷告中最真诚的部分 4、智慧的代价是矛盾。这是人生对人生观开的玩笑 5、世上的姑娘总以为自己是骄傲的公主 6、 如果敌人让你生气,那说明你还没有胜他的把握 7、如果朋友让你生气,那说明你仍然在意他的友情 8、 令狐冲说“有些事情本身我们无法控制,只好控制自己。” 9、我不知道我现在做的哪些是对的,那些是错的,而当我终于老死的时候我才知道这些。所以我现在所能做的就是尽力做好每一件事,然后等待着老死。 11、鱼对水说你看不到我的眼泪,因为我在水里.水说我能感觉到你的眼泪,因为你在我心里。 12、快乐要有悲伤作陪,雨过应该就有天晴。如果雨后还是雨,如果忧伤之后还是忧伤。 牐犌肴梦颐谴尤菝娑哉饫氡鹬后的离别。微笑地去寻找一个不可能出现的你! 13、死亡教会人一切,如同考试之后公布的结果——虽然恍然大悟,但为时晚矣~!   14、你出生的时候,你哭着,周围的人笑着;你逝去的时候,你笑着,而周围的人在哭! 牐犚磺卸际锹只!!!! 我们都在轮回中!!!! 15、男人在结婚前觉得适合自己的女人很少,结婚后觉得适合自己的女人很多 16、于千万人之中,遇见你所遇见的人;于千万年之中,时间的无涯荒野里,没有早一步,也没有晚一步,刚巧赶上了 17、每个人都有潜在的能量,只是很容易:被习惯所掩盖,被时间所迷离,被惰性所消磨 18、人生短短几十年,不要给自己留下了什么遗憾,想笑就笑,想哭就哭,该爱的时候就去爱,无谓压抑自己 19、《和平年代》里的话:当幻想和现实面对时,总是很痛苦的。要么你被痛苦击倒,要么你把痛苦踩在脚下 20、真正的爱情是不讲究热闹不讲究排场不讲究繁华更不讲究噱头的 21、生命中,不断地有人离开或进入。于是,看见的,看不见的;记住的,遗忘了。 生命中,不断地有得到和失落。于是,看不见的,看见了;遗忘的,记住了。 然而,看不见的,是不是就等于不存在?记住的,是不是永远不会消失? 22、我们确实活得艰难,一要承受种种外部的压力,更要面对自己内心的困惑。 在苦苦挣扎中,如果有人向你投以理解的目光,你会感到一种生命的暖意, 或许仅有短暂的一瞥,就足以使我感奋不已 23、我不去想是否能够成功,既然选择了远方,便只顾风雨兼程; 我不去想,身后会不会袭来寒风冷雨,既然目标是地平线,留给世界的只能是背影。 24、后悔是一种耗费精神的情绪.后悔是比损失更大的损失,比错误更大的错误.所以不要后悔 25、日出东海落西山,愁也一天,喜也一天;遇事不钻牛角尖,人也舒坦,心也舒坦
冰激凌-心中永远的痛(转) 我现在不吃冰激凌,一支也不吃。无论多么热的天。谈恋爱的时候,女友非常羡慕恋人们坐在冷饮店品尝花样百出的冰激凌的情景。现在的女孩子哪有不爱吃冰激凌的?所以我的一个个女友都因了我的一个不近人情的要求离我而去——在我面前,别吃冰激凌,好吗?她们看我一眼,好象我是个天外来客。如此不解风情,还有什么好留恋的?现在的女孩子没有时间和兴趣倾听你的内心。知道吗,在我的一生中,关于冰激凌的故事,已经成为一个永远的痛,深深地刻在了我的心上。我的家和我的父母在很长一段时间里,是我从来缄口不言的隐秘。没别的,只是因为它太穷,而他们又太让人拿不出手。我的家在一个偏僻的小山沟里,却没有山清水秀的优势。山是秃山,只长草不长树,水是枯水,只剩下一条河道。我们一家5口人,父母和我还有两个妹妹。父亲很能干,可只那么几亩地,再能干有能怎么样?母亲身体多病,长年哮喘,喘的早早就驼了背,连走路都走不了多远。对我们家来说,最值得他们骄傲的就是我了。从我上学开始,我一直就是我们村小学学习最好的学生,成了全村人关注的孩子。我们那个校长老跟村里人说,咱们村想出息个人,就是老王家的柱子了——我父母没念过什么书,他们给孩子起名,都是乡下人的方法,叫的实实在在的。我的大名就叫王大柱。我们村没几个孩子念到中学,但我念了。念书对我来说,真的很轻松。我念到中学得时候,母亲就开始养鸡,其实她最怕这鸡,鸭,鹅什么的,鸡毛是最应该避免的过敏源。母亲带上自己缝制的大口罩,不管多热的天。家里腾出一间仓房,专门养鸡。识不了几个字还托人到县里买了养鸡的书来学。她说,我儿子这么聪明,我一定得供他上大学。我们那个中学是个乡下中学,从来没有人考上过县高中,能坚持念到中学毕业,已经没有几个人了,剩下的也大部分是有头有脸人家的孩子。我每天走十几里才能到学校,中午吃妈给我带的鸡蛋和干粮。因为学习好,是老师的希望,所以我在学校也很受重视,同学也爱和我玩,因为我可以帮助他们。那个时候我开始知道冰激凌这种东西。但都是最普通的,其实现在想来,也就是后来的雪糕之类,或者是多加了点奶的冰棍。几毛钱一支,我从来没钱买,看着同学们吃的时候,我就低下头去学习。我自己开始手里有钱是到县里上了高中之后。果然不负众人所望,我们那所中学,只有我一个人考上了县里第一中学,那是省重点啊,是省里有名的一所高中。许多市里有条件的人家,孩子考不上重点高中的,都托人把孩子送到这里来念书。我们本县,象我这样从偏僻农村自己考上来的,简直少而又少。我在这里算是见了大世面,我才知道这世上竟有和我家截然不同的另一种生活。在高中里,我的同学吃的,穿的,都是我见都没见过的。到了高中,我必须住宿。那宿舍的条件真好啊。雪白的墙壁,明亮的灯光,一张张单人床上,是让我看的琳琅满目的被禄毛毯。一种抑制不住的不满让我完全变了一个人一样。第一天报到完了,我回家跟我妈说,不给我买新被我就不去上学了。母亲那几天高兴的合不上嘴,说别说新被,新衣服妈也给你买,还有书包。都是新的。母亲拿出了攒了3年的钱,带我到县里去买东西。那一天我感觉让我没脸见人。问到每一件东西的价钱,母亲都先惊叹一句“这么贵!”然后才小心翼翼地从怀里掏出钱来。母亲说她只结婚那次上了趟县里,十几年了,这是第二次。临走,母亲给我留下了生活费和学费,他犹豫着想陪我去学校,被我拒绝了——一个王大柱的名都让同学笑了半天了,何况王大柱的妈。母亲一眼就看透了我的心思,她赶紧说,妈本来也不能去,家里那么多鸡还等着呢。我长到了十几岁,第一次自己有了钱。但我很快发现钱是那么不抗用。那时是夏天,我那点生活费还不够有的同学的冰激凌钱。在课间的时候,许多同学跑出去买冰激凌。今天你请,明天我请,我不能只游离在同学之外吧?那里的冰激凌再不是我们乡下中学那样的了,五花八门,无奇不有。我平生第一次吃到这么好吃的东西。
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