乌鸦虽已远去,但咳嗽依旧..咳嗽着复习考试.

很是难过,因为一个学期都没像这一个星期学得多....我还小挑战了一下自己的记忆力,从战果看来我已经完全适应文科学校了---两天搞定一本书(而且还是古文和古代汉字这一类),小有成就!

但依旧很是难过,因为绝x考试完就忘,这也就意味着白学了其实.不知兰天同学在国外是不是也是这样的情况呢?反正我觉得自己以及我周围的亲们都很悲哀....

假期来了,带着考完既没什么快乐又没什么悲伤的心情我开始了寒假生活.

 最近得了重感冒,声带暂时被乌鸦上身, 可以用"croaking"来形容. 这几天勤喝枇杷膏, 大家要多多保重呀, 感冒真是不好玩 >_<.  

 

   Today i watched the documentary The Fog of War. Got shocked by the mentality "Might makes Right" and felt even more shocked by the fact that the American military commanders haven't been prosecuted as war criminals just because the America won the World War 2!! At one moment it even made me think that was unfair to the Japanese war criminals(well, one thing i need to make it clear : I firmly support that the Japs deserve it!!). Also, the information about the massive fire-bombing of Japan was never put in American history textbooks(actually before the states dropped that 2 famous atomic bombs, Commander LeMay flattened 2 cities of Japan by massive bombing, tens of thousands died)——we are all familiar with the words "try to learn", but what if we don't know where to learn? if all these history events are removed from textbooks, from whom the younger generations learn? they don't know how America grew to a powerful nation——by taking over countless lives. The ignorant young people may just take it for granted that two atomic bombs could easily solve everything. When they come across things as nasty as Japan in the World War 2, what would they finally resort to?

   是谁说北语好的? 我们宿舍4个人都快被冻死了...哭啊. 天天睡觉我已然不穿睡衣了, 改穿保暖秋衣秋裤了, 后来妮妮告诉我说穿袜子更暖和, 于是全宿舍都改成穿袜子睡觉了!你相信吗, 楼道都比我们宿舍温暖, 甚至连厕所都.....听过郭德纲一关于下雨的笑话吗?----

住的房子千创百孔，一下雨算要了亲命了：外边小雨屋里中雨，外边大雨屋里暴雨，有时候雨实在太大了，全家人都上街上避雨去了。

要不是厕所那样...哎! 有幸参观过鞠硕硕她们宿舍, 那叫一个舒服--晚上睡觉热得阳台门儿都的给开开, 硕硕让我去你们宿舍住吧!!

    这几天又冷了, 老毛病又犯了. 一想到自己的悲壮决定就不免难过起来. 女人还是要靠自己啊, 男人是怎么也靠不住的!! 再见了Gianni, 可能以后你就忘记我了; 再见了妮妮, 以后我可能就没太多时间和你闲扯了;  再见了我现在的一切的一切~~~能等我的, 请等我2年; 等不了的, 只能是遗憾......以前的一年半, 就当是没有的好了.

    同学们,看了我无奈写检查的遭遇心中一定无限感慨吧~还好我当晚得到同学救助,给了我一份检讨范本——传说是她一同学，高中在天津上的，住宿，但家在北京。周末想回北京，不料被年级主任在楼道碰到，不让他回去，结果他就和主任争执了起来，骂了老师……这篇检讨就是他的全校发言（荡气回肠！！）希望大家喜欢！

 

     有多少事可以重来,有多少人可以依赖.曾经,有一个心平气和解决问题的方法摆在我的面前,可是我没有珍惜他,等我错过之后才后悔末及,如果上天再给我一次机会的话,我一定会礼貌的对老师说:"请帮我解决这个问题吧."五千年的历史长河中,尊师重教一直在中国人的心中!孔子曰:"三人行,必有我师焉""师者,传道受业解惑矣."由此可见,早在三千年前,老师的光辉形象便在我们中国人的心中根深蒂固了.在武侠文坛巨斗金庸爷爷等人的笔下,背叛师门,顶撞师长乃是犯下了不敬之罪,清者逐出师门,重者杀无赦,由此可见此问题的严重性.好在新中国成立,在党的正确领导下,如此严重的非人道主义色彩的惩处已基本被取缔,但在法律的放纵下,我内心深处更受着强烈的道德上的谴责,这种感觉并不是别人强加给我的,而是我内心深处那个正义的自我对我进行的一种良心的召唤,它让我认识到了自己确实犯下了一个非常严重的错误.
根据有关医学专家指出,当一个人冲动的时候,大量血液会通过毛细血管上涌至脑部.因此,很多人在生气或兴奋的时候会面部红润,古有怒发冲冠这一说,也许就是因为这个原因吧.而嘴部又和脑部相临甚近,所以嘴中也一时冲动说出了一些不该说的话.俗话说祸从口出,这件事之后我才明白了他的真正含义.X主任投身于教育事业几十年,可谓对教育事业鞠躬尽瘁,他为了能让我们生活过的轻松快乐,简直都操碎了心,但是我却用那种态度去回报他,回想起来,真觉得自己不是个东西.
众所周之,当今中国政府推行计划生育,在座(因为要在全校读,所以这么写)的大部分人应该和我一样都属于独生子女,独生子女的好处就是从小处在父母的僻护下,自己不用过多的操心生活上的琐事.可是爱因斯坦在<相对论>里说过,事物都有它的两面性,一件事情有它好的一面就必定有其坏的一面与它对立.独生子女的坏处就是从小娇生惯养,养成了任性,嚣张的坏毛病.如果说我是一台电脑,那么这两个坏毛病就象是潜伏在我主机内部的病毒一样,随时都有爆发的危险,而在那个晚上,它们真的发作了.但事后一想,自己的这种不冷静的做法真的是蠢的可以,这样做非但不能解决问题,反而把问题更加恶化了.同时这件事情还是发生在公共场合,使得我自己本人在同学们的眼中成为了一个做事冲动,不冷静,以及没有城府的人.古人云,人活脸面树活皮,我那样的恶劣行为破坏了X主任在同学面前的光辉形象.X主任是一个很有城府的人,俗话说丞相肚里能乘船,面对当时失态的我,X主任并不想和我去计较什么,可是我却以小人之心渡君子之腹,依旧对其不依不饶.现在想想看,觉得自己当时的丑态在别人眼中一定很可笑,也许就象一个三岁小孩被同伴弄丢了玩具,然后又哭又闹的硬让人家陪一样.换成小孩,这也许在大人们眼中天真可爱，可是我做为一个已经十八岁的人,这便叫做幼稚了. 中华人民共和国宪法规定,满十八岁的成年人必须为其所做的一切事承担责任。 因此做为一名中国公民,我在着业当着大家的面宣布:我愿意为我所犯的罪行负责,接受学校给我的一切惩罚,国有国法,家有家规,只要能弥补我的过错,我都会微笑的去面对他.

最后,我希望这个血一般的教训能给在座的所有同学敲响警钟.做任何事情哪怕是自己占理的事情之前,都要去冷静的思考这样做到底对不对.凡事要三思而后行.郭东林说的好"冲动是魔鬼" 我们应该控制住自己,把这个魔鬼扼杀在摇篮中.其次,做人要厚道,尊爱师长是中华民族的传统美德, 我们这一代做为二十一世纪的接班人,一定要保持这种美德.并把他发扬光大.谢谢大家在这里听我说这么多,我的检查就做到这

 

 

     

  12月13日将是黄烨家族无法忘记的日子。早上8：05，当黄烨飞奔到教学楼时，迎接她的竟是学办的老师。“同学你迟到了，哪个班的，叫什么……”就这样，黄烨展开了她的黑色十二月……

  下午上马哲，很庆幸老师点名时自己还在坐位上,准备课间时和同学一起偷偷潜回洗澡.成功了,老师忙着与学生辩论,没有注意到我们. 洗澡真是好啊~此时为5:30.

  我当时很开心啊,但殊不知学办老师又来了……点名！

  所以,我被勒令写检查了.....　

  好,我写.我有错误,应该写. 去自习室写吧,可以安心不被打扰.

  在狂风肆虐的夜晚,我踏上了去自习的征程.

  在昏暗的自习室里,我努力写着检查......查学生证的来了

  我没带学生证......欲哭无泪, 北语的学生被轰出了北语的自习室

  检查才写了4句.

                               

                    ----For my friends                        

 

                                If i can stop one heart from breaking,

                                      

   不明白了，我都19了，眼瞅着奔20的人了，竟然还什么都不会，傻的跟一小孩儿似的！我不会做饭，不会洗衣服，不会说好话，不会赚钱，不会这，不会那---我活着还干吗呀？！！我太郁闷了现在！！你们说我是不是太懒了？我就是太懒了！！

我想减肥，结果现在骑着自行车在北语里转悠---你说你黄大叶就不能用走的啊！东西校门总共才五分钟的路，你腿是没了还是被人废了？

我想住在学校，但事实是我周五一到就因弹尽粮绝不得不滚回家---黄烨你就不能自己去买啊？偏回家去拿？缺点儿什么吧！！

我每星期都背一大包换洗的衣服回家---让老爸来接我，让老妈帮我洗...

我的宿舍一团糟---只是我的那片儿而已...

我...

我都不行了！！我讨厌死我自己了！！

我想改变我现在的思想及生活方式，跑步吧---每回都因为“没人和我一起跑”而放弃...

我这种人没人会可怜...因为连我都觉得自己没什么好可怜的...活该啊..这么大人了，活成这样！

同学们你们若有感触，尽管说吧，把我打醒最好！

 

 

 

 

                                          Occupation

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                    The Last Class With Haiyan

    Weaves of laughters rotated in the room as we were watching the Ice Age 2...i was sure everyone was hiding sth..so was Haiyan..i could see sth deep inside her as she laughed together with us. She had done her best to hold up her sadness...

    We've been together for nearly a year. She teaches us Intensive Reading, a post-graguate..younger than her actual age...She likes blinking, winking and gossiping( sort of)..she is bubbly( like me!!) and truly a whiz-kid~~ We all like her, more than any other teacher..i promise!! Other teacher, maybe only one or two, make students hardly cut their class by impressing them with undefeatable professional knowledges and disappear misteriously right after classes. Unlike them, Haiyan prefers to share her experiences, bad or good, she TALKS with us...that's the main point that why no one Z's out while she is infront us....I wouldn't miss my Intensive Reading class for the world---as i always say!!

    Last night as i was chatting with her, she revealed some disppointments unconsciensly---"it seems that my life has come to an end"...i don't know how to comfort her..but i always think life may come to another level when you end an old one, but i daren't tell her that--i don't wanna admit sth is "old"....

    She wishes to be an teacher in university after graduation. I am sure she can do it, for what could stop her as an such a popular teacher? Give it a shot, Haiyan!! We are always by your side!

 

                                            

                                               ----P.B. Shelley

                                                          Youth

                                                                  Samuel Ullman

 

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and

 

supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emothions; it

 

is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

  

Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for

 

adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20.

 

Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.

  

Year may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-

 

distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

  

Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing

 

childlike appetite of what's next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart

 

and my heart there is a wireless station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer,

 

courage and power from men and from the Infinite, so long are you young.

  

 When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of

 

pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch

 

waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.