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标签：生活2011-12-30 19:39 星期五 晴
建造一个 白色的房间
我身上 缠了线
四周只剩 哀伤而纯洁
我努力 想蜕变 却又裹足不前
静静的河 流过我眉眼
透明又无邪 蜿蜒紧闭的心田
缓缓的月 遗留我指尖
温暖但试炼 我的自虐 未干的翅叶
由死而生 挖空了心思
吐出了 最缠绵
从繁至简 磨厚了疲倦
流血了 也想飞 将要重见世界
长长的河 流过我眉眼
透明又无邪 蜿蜒紧闭的心田
深深的月 遗留我指尖
温暖但试炼 我的自虐 未干的翅叶
隔离了一切 轻放自己的知觉
抛弃的 让我学会
纷纷的年 穿梭我耳边
晃荡又沉淀 洗净生命的语言
攘攘的夜 远离我之内
淡定但挑选 我的一切 未知的瞬间
我身上 缠了线
四周只剩 哀伤而纯洁
我努力 想蜕变 却又裹足不前
静静的河 流过我眉眼
透明又无邪 蜿蜒紧闭的心田
缓缓的月 遗留我指尖
温暖但试炼 我的自虐 未干的翅叶
由死而生 挖空了心思
吐出了 最缠绵
从繁至简 磨厚了疲倦
流血了 也想飞 将要重见世界
长长的河 流过我眉眼
透明又无邪 蜿蜒紧闭的心田
深深的月 遗留我指尖
温暖但试炼 我的自虐 未干的翅叶
隔离了一切 轻放自己的知觉
抛弃的 让我学会
纷纷的年 穿梭我耳边
晃荡又沉淀 洗净生命的语言
攘攘的夜 远离我之内
淡定但挑选 我的一切 未知的瞬间
看《自闭历程》，喜欢学术超人
标签：生活2011-09-03 10:55 星期六 晴
看了《自闭历程》，我的心里很感动，一个自闭症患者，在经历重重人际压力的状况下，有惊无险地按她自己的方式生活，不仅成为了她自己，并且在自己专业领域做出巨大成就。
阿斯伯格综合症（AS）是一种主要以人际交往困难，局限而刻板的兴趣及行为模式为特征的广泛性发育障碍，是一种自闭症的亚型，也被称为高功能自闭症。AS患者对表情、双关语、社交规则等都会感到很困难，婚恋和为人父母会是他们艰难的人生阶段。心理治疗对AS的改善很有限，最主要的还是来自家庭的理解、包容和支持。
天宝•葛兰汀（Temple Grandin）虽然自幼患有自闭症，却拥有亚利桑那州立大学畜牧科学硕士，并于一九八八年获得伊利诺大学的畜牧科学博士学位。她是当今少数的牲畜处理设备设计、建造专家之一。她在此专业领域中，发表过上
成绩出来了
标签：生活2011-01-11 11:43 星期二 晴
二级成绩出来了，未通过。综合能力通过，笔译实务挂掉，差老远，本是意料中的事，但是还是很失望，我想这就是我不自量力，妄想一步登天的下场，老是让自己做一些超出自身能力的事给自己造成挫败，都是我自己一手造成的。我想我没劲了，老天爷都不肯让我高兴一下。
哎，继续努力吧，别放弃了，写在这里以自励，咱们慢慢磨。
哎，继续努力吧，别放弃了，写在这里以自励，咱们慢慢磨。
有史以来最恐怖的一次考试
标签：生活2010-11-14 20:29 星期日 晴
终于考完了，总体感觉，正常发挥，我觉得我好了不起，终于撑下来了。连三级都不考，直冲二级，今天上午考完综合能力后还在后悔当初该报三级的。
昨天是最焦虑紧张的，担心晕车，担心机读卡填错，担心时间不够用，担心句子读不懂，担心思维速度缓慢脑袋转不动，最担心自己等得不耐烦。
背着两本加起来10斤重的词典，早上等了好半天才进考场，等得我好心慌，我觉得其他人貌似一点也不紧张。综合能力的词汇题我觉得还比较难，阅读理解的最后一篇没有理解好，我是等到把所有题做完了才填机读卡，后来时间紧迫，所以最后一段阅读理解做得很仓促，最后的完形填空也做得相当仓促，因为时间好像不够了，越做越紧张，加上原来专八做漏题的经验，几乎只瞟了一眼就答题，后来赶紧把机读卡填完，挤了点时间出来斟酌一些阅读理解，前面的题更是没有时间检查了，其中有两道选择题是我昨天复习到的。我估计综合能力有点悬。
其实最担心下午的笔译实务，因为知道时间很紧迫，词典也不敢查多了，终于迎来这个时刻了。我也觉得题还不是很难，我都能看懂这些文章，生词也不多，就是没有时间再字斟句酌，不能像原来一样翻译一篇小文章都要几个小时推敲，根
昨天是最焦虑紧张的，担心晕车，担心机读卡填错，担心时间不够用，担心句子读不懂，担心思维速度缓慢脑袋转不动，最担心自己等得不耐烦。
背着两本加起来10斤重的词典，早上等了好半天才进考场，等得我好心慌，我觉得其他人貌似一点也不紧张。综合能力的词汇题我觉得还比较难，阅读理解的最后一篇没有理解好，我是等到把所有题做完了才填机读卡，后来时间紧迫，所以最后一段阅读理解做得很仓促，最后的完形填空也做得相当仓促，因为时间好像不够了，越做越紧张，加上原来专八做漏题的经验，几乎只瞟了一眼就答题，后来赶紧把机读卡填完，挤了点时间出来斟酌一些阅读理解，前面的题更是没有时间检查了，其中有两道选择题是我昨天复习到的。我估计综合能力有点悬。
其实最担心下午的笔译实务，因为知道时间很紧迫，词典也不敢查多了，终于迎来这个时刻了。我也觉得题还不是很难，我都能看懂这些文章，生词也不多，就是没有时间再字斟句酌，不能像原来一样翻译一篇小文章都要几个小时推敲，根
Such A Trouble
标签：生活2010-11-07 11:18 星期日 晴
how to define such a trouble
not exactly suspicious
yet absolutely not simple
how to define such a trouble
not exactly depressed
yet always obsessing in mind
fretful,upset,assumptive
however,just a little joy will intoxicate you
how to define such a trouble
not to expect too much
yet always enthusiastic at heart
stimulated, imaging, galloping
however,just a little depression will deject you
how to define such a trouble
hard to call it good or bad
one can never describe it well
not exactly suspicious
yet absolutely not simple
how to define such a trouble
not exactly depressed
yet always obsessing in mind
fretful,upset,assumptive
however,just a little joy will intoxicate you
how to define such a trouble
not to expect too much
yet always enthusiastic at heart
stimulated, imaging, galloping
however,just a little depression will deject you
how to define such a trouble
hard to call it good or bad
one can never describe it well
再坚持一周
标签：生活2010-11-06 20:42 星期六 晴
我时常感到莫名心慌，心慌得不知如何是好，要么就不停地吃东西缓解焦虑。当然这种心慌不安是有原因的，主要不是因为考试，而是因为压力，我不知道一个人怎么可能在这般各种高压的作用下活下去的。这段时间的复习有点像是在拔苗助长，更像是在垂死挣扎。我感觉别人都是轻松地散步，而我是提着很多重重的包袱，走不动了，就算是走不动了，我也不得不把自己拖动。而且很有“急功近利”的感觉，口口声声不要急功近利，原来我才是最急功近利的那一个。我怀疑自己是否过度紧张了，其他人都没我这么紧张的，感觉身后就像有一只大灰狼在追我，我得赶快跑，不然就要被吃掉了。复习是现在唯一能让我暂时“活在当下”的事，不然就会在一团情绪和杂念中纠结得无法自拔。这段时间复习得百感交集，所以写一点心得体会。
总体感觉是，我发现自己已经透支到潜意识了，在这里复习翻译，就像是用最后一滴血狠狠地完成一件事情，复习得头昏脑胀，当然了，有2/3的时间精神都处于高度紧张状态。有时候，精神亢奋；有时候，由戾气引发一阵心慌，为了缓解这种心慌，只得把自己拖到电脑前复习和练习翻译，鞭打自己内心的小孩，缓解一下自己的内疚感，会好过一些，如果一刻没有复习和
总体感觉是，我发现自己已经透支到潜意识了，在这里复习翻译，就像是用最后一滴血狠狠地完成一件事情，复习得头昏脑胀，当然了，有2/3的时间精神都处于高度紧张状态。有时候，精神亢奋；有时候，由戾气引发一阵心慌，为了缓解这种心慌，只得把自己拖到电脑前复习和练习翻译，鞭打自己内心的小孩，缓解一下自己的内疚感，会好过一些，如果一刻没有复习和
The Last Lap
标签：生活2010-10-29 19:52 星期五 晴
——He Wei
In the late 1970s, I received a letter from Xiao Qian, in which he said “we should run through the last lap”. I was touched by it, since then, I have always remembered this sentence. After reading his article entitled Self Introspection at 80, all sorts of feelings welled up in my mind, and a sense of melancholy seized me at his address of himself:“I have finished more than half of this lap, it is not far until I reach the terminal.” If counted, his last lap was actually very long, as long as more than 10 years, luckily, it was a fruitful period. It is predicable without any doubt that the terminal line of his life reached 21st century as he was indomitable and broad-minded. The last lap of life reminds me of the super long distance marathon race. At the time when ancient Greek defeated their enemy army at the place of Marathon, a soldier ran through at one go a 42195 meter distance in order to pass the news of victory in time, and died of exhaustion when he reached Athens. He was both the victory messenger and the winner in the long arduous journey. The race of this distance was regarded as marathon race by the descendants for commemorating the event.
Marathon is a kind of athletic sport for testing human will and strength. The long distance runners set out at the same starting line, and in the endless lane, the gap between the strong and weak ones was gradually increased. The last lap is the struggling moment, the winner who reaches the terminal first, will be welcome by a shower of applause and warm hail, whose record name will be shown on the screen.
However, such situation occurs on the lane: the runners, with their exhausted legs, are struggling. What an exiting moment it will be when their crumbing and almost fainting body finally crosses the finish line with their utmost strength! Even the last one is a winner, who will gain warm encouragement and approving applause, for people are deeply moved by the persistence of the long distance runners.
Life is like marathon and everyone has his last lap, which often belongs to the elderly with long journey of life. Those who are at their 70s or 80s come to their last lap after they underwent hardships of life’s journey, passed over all mortal beings, and overcome all kinds of obstacles.
This lap’s distance can be long or short; the speed that people run can be fast or slow. Some run steadily and vigorously, some run calmly and unhurriedly; some run at crooked pace; some run at sluggish and staggering pace. There are some who entered crooked path, who not only run slowly but also get in the way of others, or who run willfully without obeying the race rule, of course, all of them are doomed to fail.
The one, who can finish well the last lap, will be the winner in the end.
——translated by me
In the late 1970s, I received a letter from Xiao Qian, in which he said “we should run through the last lap”. I was touched by it, since then, I have always remembered this sentence. After reading his article entitled Self Introspection at 80, all sorts of feelings welled up in my mind, and a sense of melancholy seized me at his address of himself:“I have finished more than half of this lap, it is not far until I reach the terminal.” If counted, his last lap was actually very long, as long as more than 10 years, luckily, it was a fruitful period. It is predicable without any doubt that the terminal line of his life reached 21st century as he was indomitable and broad-minded. The last lap of life reminds me of the super long distance marathon race. At the time when ancient Greek defeated their enemy army at the place of Marathon, a soldier ran through at one go a 42195 meter distance in order to pass the news of victory in time, and died of exhaustion when he reached Athens. He was both the victory messenger and the winner in the long arduous journey. The race of this distance was regarded as marathon race by the descendants for commemorating the event.
Marathon is a kind of athletic sport for testing human will and strength. The long distance runners set out at the same starting line, and in the endless lane, the gap between the strong and weak ones was gradually increased. The last lap is the struggling moment, the winner who reaches the terminal first, will be welcome by a shower of applause and warm hail, whose record name will be shown on the screen.
However, such situation occurs on the lane: the runners, with their exhausted legs, are struggling. What an exiting moment it will be when their crumbing and almost fainting body finally crosses the finish line with their utmost strength! Even the last one is a winner, who will gain warm encouragement and approving applause, for people are deeply moved by the persistence of the long distance runners.
Life is like marathon and everyone has his last lap, which often belongs to the elderly with long journey of life. Those who are at their 70s or 80s come to their last lap after they underwent hardships of life’s journey, passed over all mortal beings, and overcome all kinds of obstacles.
This lap’s distance can be long or short; the speed that people run can be fast or slow. Some run steadily and vigorously, some run calmly and unhurriedly; some run at crooked pace; some run at sluggish and staggering pace. There are some who entered crooked path, who not only run slowly but also get in the way of others, or who run willfully without obeying the race rule, of course, all of them are doomed to fail.
The one, who can finish well the last lap, will be the winner in the end.
——translated by me
A Long Bridge
标签：生活2010-10-28 13:00 星期四 晴
——Jin Shenghua
Translation is like a bridge, with the climate and scenery entirely different at the two ends. In between, there are precipitous valley and turbulent river. People at two sides are busy with their own affairs, both of them have respectively developed a set of different culture and language, which have been passed on from generation to generation.
One day, the people with different culture would like to greet each other, how will they manage this? By crossing the valley, or by building a bridge? If the latter way is chosen, who will be responsible for building bridge?
Finally, a group of dumb and innocent volunteers came out and took the task.
Asking them: “do you know that, in the process of this task, you must bare the hardship, you must raise great enthusiasm.
They nodded, answering with full confidence, “we never lack enthusiasm, nor will we shun the hardship.”
Asking them again: “besides, this task will not offer you sound pay, while in the case of speeding up work, you will have to stay up to finish the task in time. Honestly speaking, do you ever know the labor is not in line with the payment?”
They answered: “we don’t do it for making a fortune.”
Inquiring them closely: “Don’t you ever know that nobody has flourished by this career? If you take this as your career, you are doomed to engross yourself in it quietly. You’d better give up now if you do it aiming at fame and compliments, because people will tread on the bridge built by you, no one will remember to erect a monument for you.
Their answer being: “we don’t chase after fame.”
Finally we have to sigh: “Alright! Yes, you don’t go after fame and wealth, however, we still have to remind you that this task requires you to proceed with great caution. The most important premise of starting the bridge is: the ground of two ends must be made solid. In respect of stone bridge, the bricks must be laid block by block; in respect of wooden bridge, the logs must be built piece by piece; even in respect of bridge of rope, you should fetch a rope to tie a knot, otherwise, people will fall to the deep gully, let alone reach the opposite bank.”
However, the bridges have already been built one after another, by means of which, the knowledge and culture are transferred. But is there anyone who reminds of the bridge builder?
——translated by me
Translation is like a bridge, with the climate and scenery entirely different at the two ends. In between, there are precipitous valley and turbulent river. People at two sides are busy with their own affairs, both of them have respectively developed a set of different culture and language, which have been passed on from generation to generation.
One day, the people with different culture would like to greet each other, how will they manage this? By crossing the valley, or by building a bridge? If the latter way is chosen, who will be responsible for building bridge?
Finally, a group of dumb and innocent volunteers came out and took the task.
Asking them: “do you know that, in the process of this task, you must bare the hardship, you must raise great enthusiasm.
They nodded, answering with full confidence, “we never lack enthusiasm, nor will we shun the hardship.”
Asking them again: “besides, this task will not offer you sound pay, while in the case of speeding up work, you will have to stay up to finish the task in time. Honestly speaking, do you ever know the labor is not in line with the payment?”
They answered: “we don’t do it for making a fortune.”
Inquiring them closely: “Don’t you ever know that nobody has flourished by this career? If you take this as your career, you are doomed to engross yourself in it quietly. You’d better give up now if you do it aiming at fame and compliments, because people will tread on the bridge built by you, no one will remember to erect a monument for you.
Their answer being: “we don’t chase after fame.”
Finally we have to sigh: “Alright! Yes, you don’t go after fame and wealth, however, we still have to remind you that this task requires you to proceed with great caution. The most important premise of starting the bridge is: the ground of two ends must be made solid. In respect of stone bridge, the bricks must be laid block by block; in respect of wooden bridge, the logs must be built piece by piece; even in respect of bridge of rope, you should fetch a rope to tie a knot, otherwise, people will fall to the deep gully, let alone reach the opposite bank.”
However, the bridges have already been built one after another, by means of which, the knowledge and culture are transferred. But is there anyone who reminds of the bridge builder?
——translated by me
The Surviving bird
标签：生活2010-10-28 09:40 星期四 晴
——San mao
Over one year ago, the Book Enthusiast magazine gave me a title called “what will you do if you have only 30 living days left?”
I haven’t started writing anything about it so far.
After hearing this, Hexi asked me curiously: “what will you do under such situation?”
At that time, I was kneading dough, I lifted my flour stained hands, tenderly touching his hair, and said slowly: “silly, I won’t die so early, because I have to make dumplings for you!”
Afterwards, when we talked about the unfinished draft, my answer was still that simple and stubborn——“I will look after the house as I do now, the one with responsibility on his shoulder doesn’t have the right do die.”
Although having predicted when I will die is my fond way of ending my life, I still can’t die. As there are three persons closely related with my being alive or dead, they are my father, mother and Hexi. As long as anyone of them are still alive, I can’t die, even the god can’t take my life away, for I won’t allow.
Granted that my parents lose their beloved daughter at their old ages, their happiness and comfort will completely break down because of this. It is unduly cruel and unfair for them to endure such pungent attack.
What a huge trauma will fall upon Hexi if he loses his beloved wife with whom he was living through laughter and bitterness? If my disappearance will deprive the smile from Hexi, I feel even harder to die.
These and those, every time when I think of the tremendous disaster, I cant bare to think anymore, my compassion grows ever stronger.
After all, the one passing way earlier is happier, while the remained are not strong ones. Every time when I think of the through cutting pain, I still will say——for the sake of love, let me drink the bitter wine of eternal parting.
I would like to be the last to leave this world in the life circle of father, mother and Hexi. I would not rest easy in my grave if I leave earlier, bringing the eternal sorrow to them while they are still living. Because my concern is as deep as my love.
Therefore, I can’ choose but to be the surviving bird temporarily. With my feathers falling off because of Hexi’s earlier death, I am unable to fly again, however, that broken heart of mine, is still cherished by my parents. However wounded and painful, I will not leave them as they don’t allow me to.
There will finally come one day, on the golden Faramita, six loving open hands will welcome me in the heaven, only till then will I run swiftly there.
This article was originally written for another title, but I refused the assumption of having only one-month life. The arduousness and bitterness in the mortal life, and the broken heart caused by pain of death, will be endured by just myself.
Father, mother, Hexi, and my kin, I love you more than my own life, so let me protect your happiness, not mention death easily.
——translated by me
Over one year ago, the Book Enthusiast magazine gave me a title called “what will you do if you have only 30 living days left?”
I haven’t started writing anything about it so far.
After hearing this, Hexi asked me curiously: “what will you do under such situation?”
At that time, I was kneading dough, I lifted my flour stained hands, tenderly touching his hair, and said slowly: “silly, I won’t die so early, because I have to make dumplings for you!”
Afterwards, when we talked about the unfinished draft, my answer was still that simple and stubborn——“I will look after the house as I do now, the one with responsibility on his shoulder doesn’t have the right do die.”
Although having predicted when I will die is my fond way of ending my life, I still can’t die. As there are three persons closely related with my being alive or dead, they are my father, mother and Hexi. As long as anyone of them are still alive, I can’t die, even the god can’t take my life away, for I won’t allow.
Granted that my parents lose their beloved daughter at their old ages, their happiness and comfort will completely break down because of this. It is unduly cruel and unfair for them to endure such pungent attack.
What a huge trauma will fall upon Hexi if he loses his beloved wife with whom he was living through laughter and bitterness? If my disappearance will deprive the smile from Hexi, I feel even harder to die.
These and those, every time when I think of the tremendous disaster, I cant bare to think anymore, my compassion grows ever stronger.
After all, the one passing way earlier is happier, while the remained are not strong ones. Every time when I think of the through cutting pain, I still will say——for the sake of love, let me drink the bitter wine of eternal parting.
I would like to be the last to leave this world in the life circle of father, mother and Hexi. I would not rest easy in my grave if I leave earlier, bringing the eternal sorrow to them while they are still living. Because my concern is as deep as my love.
Therefore, I can’ choose but to be the surviving bird temporarily. With my feathers falling off because of Hexi’s earlier death, I am unable to fly again, however, that broken heart of mine, is still cherished by my parents. However wounded and painful, I will not leave them as they don’t allow me to.
There will finally come one day, on the golden Faramita, six loving open hands will welcome me in the heaven, only till then will I run swiftly there.
This article was originally written for another title, but I refused the assumption of having only one-month life. The arduousness and bitterness in the mortal life, and the broken heart caused by pain of death, will be endured by just myself.
Father, mother, Hexi, and my kin, I love you more than my own life, so let me protect your happiness, not mention death easily.
——translated by me