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• 紫丁香的回忆--The Remebrance of Lilacs

  2007-6-15

  　　当我们因拥有快乐而幸福时，能否为那些和我们有着同样需求的人们做点什么呢？献出你的爱心吧，这不是虚伪而是真正的善良．

  　　The following story is read by me in a newspaper.

     The family had just moved to Rhode Island,and the young woman was feeling a little melancholy on that Sunday in May.After all,it was Mother'sDay--and 800miles separated her from her parents in Ohio.

     She had called her mother that morning to wish her a happy Mother's Day,and her mother had mentioned the colorful yard filled with purple lilacs.

     Later ,when she mentioned to her husband how she missed those lilacs,he popped up from his chair.''I know where we can find you all you want,"he said,"Get the kids and come on."

     So off they went.Before they got halfway up the hill,the fragrance of the lilac drifted down to them,and the kids started running.Soon,the mother began running too,until she reached the top.

    There were the towering lilac bushes,so laden with the huge flower clusters.Carefully,the young woman chose a sprig here,another one there.

     Finally,they returned to their car for the trip home.

     When they were within three miles of home,she suddenly shouted to her husband,"Stop the car.Stop right here."

    The man slammed on the brakes.The woman went out of the car and hurried up a nearby grassy slope with the lilacs still in her arms.At the top of the hill was a nursing home and the patients were outdoors strolling with relatives or sitting on the porch.

     The young woman went to the end of the porch,,where an elderly patient was sitting in her wheelchair,alone,head bowed.Across the porch railing went the flowers,into the lap of the old woman.She lifted her head,and smiled.For a few moments,the two women chatted,both aglow with happiness,and then the young woman turned and ran back to her family.

     'Mom,' the kids asked,'who was that?Why did you give her our flowers?'The mother said she didn't know the old woman.But it was Mother's Day and she seemed ao alone.'Besides,'she added,"I have all of you,and I still have my mother,even if she is far away.That woman needed those flowers more than I did."

      The next day the husband purchased half a dozen young lilacs bushes and planted them around their yard.

     The husband said every Mother's Day their kids gathered purple bouquets.And every year he remembered that smile on a lonely old woman's face,and the kindnessthat   putted   the smile there.

   

   

       Love is not confined to lovers,to parents.It has a more broader sense.It is the special feeling- love that makes the world more warmer.

       Everyday we can feel love around us,it is because that someone loves you.Thus.when you love,you are also loved.

   

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• 爱在无语时---Words From a Father ＜转＞

  2007-6-14

      In the doorway of my home, I looked closely at the face of my 23-year-old son, Daniel, his backpack by his side. We were saying good-bye. In a few hours he would be flying to France. He would be staying there for at least a year to learn another language and experience life in a different country.

      It was a transitional time in Daniel‘s life, a passage, a step from college into the adult world. I wanted to leave him some words that would have some meaning, some significance beyond the moment.

      But nothing came from my lips. No sound broke the stillness of my beachside home. Outside, I could hear the shrill cries of sea gulls as they circled the ever changing surf on Long Island. Inside, I stood frozen and quiet, looking into the searching eyes of my son.

      What made it more difficult was that I knew this was not the first time I had let such a moment pass. When Daniel was five, I took him to the school-bus stop on his first day of kindergarten. I felt the tension in his hand holding mine as the bus turned the corner. I saw colour flush his cheeks as the bus pulled up. He looked at me-as he did now.

  What is it going to be like, Dad? Can I do it? Will I be okay? And then he walked up the steps of the bus and disappeared inside. And the bus drove away. And I had said nothing.

  A decade or so later, a similar scene played itself out. With his mother, I drove him to William and Mary College in Virginia. His first night, he went out with his new schoolmates, and when he met us the next morning, he was sick. He was coming down with mononucleosis, but we could not know that then. We thought he had a hangover.

  In his room, Dan lay stretched out on his bed as I started to leave for the trip home. I tried to think of something to say to give him courage and confidence as he started this new phase of life.

  Again, words failed me. I mumbled something like, "Hope you feel better Dan." And I left.

  

                        Now, as I stood before him, I thought of those lost opportunities. How many times have we all let such moments pass? A boy graduates from school, a daughter gets married. We go through the motions of the ceremony, but we don‘t seek out our children and find a quiet moment to tell them what they have meant to us. Or what they might expect to face in the years ahead.

      How fast the years had passed. Daniel was born in New Orleans, LA., in 1962, slow to walk and talk, and small of stature. He was the tiniest in his class, but he developed a warm, outgoing nature and was popular with his peers. He was coordinated and 6)agile, and he became adept in sports.

  Baseball gave him his earliest challenge. He was an outstanding pitcher in Little League, and eventually, as a senior in high school, made the varsity, winning half the team‘s games with a record of five wins and two losses. At graduation, the coach named Daniel the team‘s most valuable player.

  His finest hour, though, came at a school science fair. He entered an exhibit showing how the circulatory system works. It was primitive and crude, especially compared to the fancy, computerized, blinking-light models entered by other students. My wife, Sara, felt embarrassed for him.

  It turned out that the other kids had not done their own work-their parents had made their exhibits. As the judges went on their rounds, they found that these other kids couldn‘t answer their questions. Daniel answered every one. When the judges awarded the Albert Einstein Plaque for the best exhibit, they gave it to him.

  By the time Daniel left for college he stood six feet tall and weighed 170 pounds. He was muscular and in superb condition, but he never pitched another inning, having given up baseball for English literature. I was sorry that he would not develop his athletic talent, but proud that he had made such a mature decision.

  One day I told Daniel that the great failing in my life had been that I didn‘t take a year or two off to travel when I finished college. This is the best way, to my way of thinking, to broaden oneself and develop a larger perspective on life. Once I had married and begun working, I found that the dream of living in another culture had vanished.

      Daniel thought about this. His friends said that he would be insane to put his career on hold. But he decided it wasn‘t so crazy. After graduation, he worked as a waiter at college, a bike messenger and a house painter. With the money he earned, he had enough to go to Paris.

  The night before he was to leave, I tossed in bed. I was trying to figure out something to say. Nothing came to mind. Maybe, I thought, it wasn‘t necessary to say anything.

  What does it matter in the course of a life-time if a father never tells a son what he really thinks of him? But as I stood before Daniel, I knew that it does matter. My father and I loved each other. Yet, I always regretted never hearing him put his feelings into words and never having the memory of that moment. Now, I could feel my palms sweat and my throat tighten. Why is it so hard to tell a son something from the heart? My mouth turned dry, and I knew I would be able to get out only a few words clearly.

  “Daniel," I said, "if I could have picked, I would have picked you."

  That‘s all I could say. I wasn‘t sure he understood what I meant. Then he came toward me and threw his arms around me. For a moment, the world and all its people vanished, and there was just Daniel and me in our home by the sea.

  He was saying something, but my eyes misted over, and I couldn‘t understand what he was saying. All I was aware of was the stubble on his chin as his face pressed against mine. And then, the moment ended. I went to work, and Daniel left a few hours later with his girlfriend.

  That was seven weeks ago, and I think about him when I walk along the beach on weekends. Thousands of miles away, somewhere out past the ocean waves breaking on the deserted shore, he might be scurrying across Boulevard Saint Germain, strolling through a musty hallway of the Louvre, bending an elbow in a Left Bank café.

  What I had said to Daniel was clumsy and trite. It was nothing. And yet, it was everything

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• 关于父亲节的由来<转>

  2007-6-14

       据说，选定6月过父亲节是因为6月的阳光是一年之中最炽热的，象征了父亲给予子女的那火热的爱。父亲像是一颗树，总是不言不语，却让他枝叶繁茂的坚实臂膀为树下的我们遮风挡雨、制造荫凉。岁月如指间的流水一样滑过，不觉间我们已长大，而树却渐渐老去，甚至新发的树叶都不再充满生机。每年6月的第三个星期日是父亲的节日，让我们由衷的说一声：爸爸，我爱你！ 父亲节快乐！

          关于“父亲节由来”，有两个说法：   
  第一个说法：
      1909年，华盛顿一位叫布鲁斯·多德的夫人，在庆贺母亲节的时候突然产生了一个念头：既然有母亲节，为什么不能有个父亲节呢？

     多德夫人和他的5个弟弟早年丧母，他们由慈爱的父亲一手抚养大的。许多年过去了，姐弟6人每逢父亲的生辰忌日，总会回想起父亲含辛茹苦养家的情景。在拉斯马斯博士的支持下，她提笔给州政府写了一封言辞恳切的信，呼吁建立父亲节，并建议将节日定在6月5日她父亲生日这天。州政府采纳了她的建议，仓促间将父亲节定为19日，即1909年6月第3个星期日。翌年，多德夫人所在的斯坡堪市正式庆祝这一节日，市长宣布了父亲节的文告，定这天为全州纪念日。以后，其他州也庆贺父亲节。在父亲节这天，人们选择特定的鲜花来表示对父亲的敬意。人们采纳了多德夫人伯建议，佩戴红玫瑰向健在的父亲们表示爱戴，佩戴白玫瑰对故去的父亲表示悼念。后来在温哥华，人们选择了佩戴白丁香，宾夕法尼亚人用蒲公英向父亲表示致意。

      为了使父亲节规范化，各方面强烈呼吁议会承认这个节日。1972年，尼克松总统正式签署了建立父亲节的议会决议。这个节日终于以法律的形式确定了下来，并一直沿用至今。

  第二个说法： 
      专门用一天向母亲表示敬意的想法是1907年在美国首先提出来的。2年以后华盛顿州的一位妇女约翰·布鲁斯·多德夫人提出应有类似母亲节的一天来向一家之长的父亲表示敬意。多德夫人年幼丧母，由父亲把她带大。她非常爱自己的父亲。

      在多德夫人提出她的想法的同一年－－1909年，华盛顿州州长作出反应，宣布六月的第三个星期日为父亲节。这个想法在1996年被伍德·威尔逊总统正式批准。1924年，卡尔文·柯立芝总统建议把父亲节作为一个全国性的节日以便“在父亲和子女建立更亲密的关系，并且使父亲铭记自己应尽的全部责任”。红色或白色玫瑰是公认的父亲节的节花。

     父亲节在全美国作为节日确定下来，比母亲节经过的时间要长一些。因为建立父亲节的想法很得人心，所以商人和制造商开始看到商机。他们不仅鼓励做儿女的给父亲寄贺卡，而且鼓动他们买领带、袜子之类的小礼品送给父亲，以表达对父亲的敬重。

     第二次世界大战期间，驻扎在英国的美国军人要求得到父亲节的贺卡寄回国内。美国军人的要求得到英国贺卡出版商的回应，因而印制了贺卡。虽然英国公众对这个人为节日接受缓慢一些，但今天英国在六月里第三个星期日也热烈庆祝父亲节，和美国的庆祝方式差不多。

     父亲节似乎远不如母亲节那么重要，没有孩子给父亲送礼物。但是，美国的父亲仍然认为他们的命运比许多其它国家的父亲强得多，因为那些国家的父亲们连个名义上的节日都没有.

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• ME

  2007-6-11

  ME

  血型：O

  网名：xinge,英文名:christine,中文名:陈利群

  e-mial:xxclq2008@yahoo.com.cn/xinge1205@126.com

  星座：魔羯

  爱好：电影，音乐，摄影，书法，服饰，书籍，旅游，交游，上网，，

  想去的地方：维也纳，澳洲，新加坡，韩国，日本，加拿大，马尔代夫

  最爱做的事：听着好音乐看好书，或是在封闭的空间看好电影

  最爱的人：爸爸，妈妈，弟弟，妹妹，当然还有ME啦。。。

  喜欢的音乐人：孙燕姿，林俊杰，陈奕迅，李贞贤，东方神起，神话 喜欢的艺人：汤姆克鲁斯，克拉克盖博，布拉德皮特，妮可儿基德曼，达斯汀霍夫曼，苏菲玛索，山下知久，龙泽秀明，木村拓哉，夏雨，张志霖，贾静雯，宋慧乔，申东旭，RAIN，ERIC，ANDY，。。。

  喜欢的球星：小罗，小贝，亨利，舍莆琴科，

  幸福是风起时，有人从身后为你披上一件衣；是疲惫时捧上一杯清茶；是清贫时两人共享一碗白粥；是寂寞时有人总在想着你，并经常发来问候的短信。。 人生如同钓鱼，每次抛出去的钩并不见得都有收获，但你心中要永远寄予希望，经得起鱼漂的上下沉浮，把握好手中的这根鱼竿，快乐地面对每一天！！！

  近况：大三快结束了，好期待大四，但又很害怕时间的流逝太快，，，呵呵

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• 最爱---刘力扬

  2007-6-11

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  姓名：刘力扬 身高：172cm 体重：52kg

  兴趣爱好：旅游 摄影 音乐 美食 搜藏世界各地有趣的东西／收集黑胶唱片 带冒险性的活动，例如：快艇／滑翔 特长：造型设计 唱歌 美术

  最喜欢的食物：咖喱蟹

  率直 憨厚 真诚 是个可以信任的朋友 有大海和蓝天环绕的地方－希腊

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• "Ocean's Thirteen" premieres -newsreport that I care about

  2007-6-11

  "Ocean's Thirteen" premieres
  

  Cast member Brad Pitt (R) and actress Angelina Jolie pose at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood, California June 5, 2007. The movie opens in the U.S. on June 8. (Reuters.>

  

  Cast member George Clooney poses at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood,

  

  Model Cindy Crawford poses at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood.

  

  Actress Angelina Jolie smiles at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood,

  

  Cast member Matt Damon waves next to his wife Luciana at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood.

  

  Cast member Al Pacino waves as he arrives at the premiere of "Ocean's Thirteen" at the Grauman's Chinese theatre in Hollywood.

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• For all of the fathers----The Silent Love of a Father

  2007-6-09

      Fathers seldom say"I love you",for them those three little words are the hardest ones to say,yet the feeling of love is always there.

      In my childhood,I always quarreled with my brother about the father belonged to whom,for ,to my little brother,mum was belong to him.So,I said father was mine.Oh,my God,it is how ridiculous.In the eyes of  most of us ,our fathers are always silent,they never say a of words to us,do not like our mums,they tell us how to  become a strong man,a willness one,and so on.But they didn't say that three words,<I love you>,we understand why.Because the love of our fathers is silent.

      You really shouldn't say "I love you" unless you mean it.But if you mean it,you should say it a lot.People forget.

   

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• 韩国最感人MTV

  2007-6-08

  
  Flash: 韩国最感人MTV
  
  
  

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• 韩国最感人的爱情故事

  2007-6-08

  
  Flash: 韩国最感人的爱情故事
  

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• The Delights of Books--书中之趣

  2007-6-08

      Books are to mankind what memory is to the individual.They contain the history of our race,the discoveries we have made,the accumulated knowledge and experience of ages;they picture for us the marvels and beauties of nature;help us in our difficulties,comfort us in sorrow and in suffering,change hours of weariness into moments of delight,store our minds with ideas,fill them with good and happy thoughts,and lift us out of and above ourselves.

      When we read we may not only be kings and live in palaces,but,what is far better,we may transport ourselves to the mountains or the seashore,and visit the most beautiful parts of the earth,without fatigue,inconvenience,or expense.Precious and priceless are the blessings which the books scatter around our daily paths.We walk,in imagination,with the noblest spirits,through the most sublime and enchanting regions.

      Macaulay had wealth and fame,rank and power,and yet he tells us in his biography that he owed the happiest hours of his life to books.In a charming letter to a little girl ,he says:"If any one would make me the greatest king that ever lived ,with palaces and gardens and fine dinners and wines and coaches,and beautiful clothes,and hundreds of servants,on condition that I should not read books, I would not be king.I would rather be  a poor man in garret with plenty of books than a king who did not love reading."

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