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油炸鸡蛋·奶茶油炸鸡蛋。其实这个是鸭蛋的。寒假在家里，一般情况是自己一个人在家里，所以一天两顿是要保证的（早饭和中午饭一起吃，用老妈的话就是节约粮食！^_^）。那些天鸭蛋比较多，就顺便自己做了几个蛋，可是做的时候才发现，鸭蛋和鸡蛋的差别蛮大的，所以一直没有做出当时油炸鸡蛋时的效果。而且，鸭蛋的蛋黄比鸡蛋的大一些，不好弄。这估计也是为什么要用鸭蛋来做皮蛋吧！呵呵~~ P.S.这个菜不要加味精食盐，因为没有必要，做好以后就有味道，喔~~ P.P.S 米饭比西安的好多了。
P.S.不知道它的茶是什么就是了，就单纯喝那个茶也不错，呵呵~~~ 折腾最近也真是够折腾的了，弄了很多东西，一切都是从BLOG这个东西出发，发散出去的。比如，FACEBOOK，一起，FF，鲜果，豆瓣等。很多是以前早就有的了，只是我现在才发现，自己一直都比较后知后觉吧，呵呵~ ==================================== BTW，自己无聊，跑去鲜果看自己的排名，结果：额！自己订阅自己的RSS，崩溃，快点删掉吧，不要丢人了，呼呼~~ Stanford Report of Steve JobsStanford Report, June 14, 2005 'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005. I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college. And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting. It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example: Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating. None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over. I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life. During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together. I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle. My third story is about death. When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes. I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now. This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept: No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. Thank you all very much. DFishDFish来自于Drunk Fish（醉醉鱼），并且想逐步转型了。很想转型，不想一直在那里絮絮叨叨，或许以后还是会这样感性，但是自己感性的东西会少一些了，会增加一些比较理性的东西了。感情的问题，或许还是一个解不开也不想再去解的结，就让它搁置在那里吧！有时候，过于想要一个完美的答案反而适得其反。 至于醉醉鱼的来历，不知道。真的，一点都不知道自己是怎么想的，为什么要这个名字。懒得理它了，或许下次还要换呢！也有可能懒得去换就这样一直下去了。
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颜色很亮丽，呵呵~~
【学校】秋秋天的学校，多看几眼吧～～转悠了几个地方，也只捏了这几张像样的。－_@！
【家】点点暑假打工，老板娘的小狗－－点点。怎么看都是土狗和XX的结合。。。-_@!!!
【旅游】邛崃选择去邛崃是过年前的决定了。朋友说他要回来了，我说那过完年我就过来耍，我想去转转文君井。知道初十上午九点，自己还在床上。突然一跃而起：去邛崃！ 其实文君井的故事早就听说了，但是一直懒得动的我很少去远方。现在算起来，最远的地方，除了西安，就是都江堰了。邛崃也不是很远，每次到了大邑就停了，没有继续往下面走了。不多说了。到了邛崃，已经是11点过了。吃完中午饭（应该说是早午饭吧～），背上小包，闪人～ 先是去了文君井，出来以后顺着就逛逛古城门那条古街，最后出了城门！
我想还是把图片的水印去掉算了，呵呵~~ 【旅游】青龙寺都说青龙寺的樱花比较好看，但是去了的感觉就是人特别多，樱花倒也挺多的就是了。呵呵～～
【旅游】华山游一直到了家里，才想起来自己曾经去过华山。以前写过一个华山行，现在也只是原文附上而已，呵呵～～附上一些图片了。 其实昨天就回来了，但是自己一直没有动。下午处理完PP，就睡觉了，太累了。 今天下楼的时候感觉自己已经半身残废了一样，看来乳酸开始作用了。。。呵呵~~ 没有选择夜行暴走，感觉什么都看不见，我们又不是只为了日出，西峰那么好看滴~~ 8点到火车站，因为修路，我们11点到华山脚下，在一个自称“华山第一人”的JS的宣传下，我们决定还是坚持我们当初的决定，白天爬山。后来证明我们是正确的！12点，我们开始从玉泉寺开始爬山。上山的确很累，我们一边走，一边休息顺便PP。不可否认，这里的天很蓝很蓝，山也很高，很险。匆匆爬山，走了3个小时以后，我们来到了北峰，中间爬过了比较恐怖的千尺幢和百尺峡。北峰的人比较多，大部分都是索道上来的，很多人也都去了北峰。因为人多，所以我们上山下山的时候都没有去北峰。到金锁关又是一个半小时。这里的锁的确很多，让我怀疑，如果我有一把钥匙，那么可以打开多少把锁呢？好奇中。。。下午6点过，我们到了目的地，中峰玉女峰。不过，这里很让我失望，游戏里面都说这里很好滴，可是到了这里，虾米东西都米有。郁闷了一把！在中峰饭店住下（建议去西峰，虽然看日出不爽！），36/人。现在水成了油了，很稀少，水都是山上的雨水的。晚上出门的时候，看见了流星，呵呵~~山上的星星很美丽，城市里面基本看不见的，在2000M的山上变得很清晰了......睡下了。 第二天4点半我们就起来出发了，在观日台等了半天，太阳也没有出来（据说这里的日出是“十看九不出”的，BY THE WAY，这里的人特别多！）。最终，我们放弃了，往鹞子翻身去了。可喜的是我们却在鹞子翻身那里目睹了日出的全过程。继续前行，到了长空栈道后折回到了南天门，在那个最高峰2154.9M的南峰留影。呵呵~~不过，最美的还是西峰。从南峰下来，奔向西峰，这路有点险，不过想死还是很困难，呵呵~~西峰就是传说沉香劈山救母的地方，山很险，风景也很美。看完了以后，才8点过。到金锁关的时候才9点20分。继续暴走，还好当时脚没有发酸。到了北峰，人还是一样很多，我们放弃了下山当初想去北峰的打算。在北峰看见一群兵在那里喊口号，不过我不知道他们是怎么上来的，为什么不在玉泉寺喊，在这里乱叫什么。在北峰顶那个门留影之后，我们又继续下山，同行的路上，有同龄人，也有外国人（个个体力都特别强！）同时也感觉到上山容易下山难。下山太快，沿路风景都米有看见，证明当初决定白天登山的正确性！呵呵~~11点20分，到达山脚下。下午4点，回到学校。（顺便BS一下西安的交通系统，忒烦人~~也累人！） PS1：上山到中峰用6个小时，从西峰下山用3个半小时，中途一路暴走。 PS2：总共花费在每人230左右，门票90，车费52，住宿36，其余为公交，食物，水等。 PS3：路线为：玉泉寺-石门-回心石-千尺幢-北峰-金锁关-中峰-东峰-南峰-西峰-金锁关（沿原路下山）。 PS4：更多PP，见相册“华山游”。
【家】家的印象07年暑假回家。
【家】罨画池再次剽窃土豆的东东。郁闷的是这个东西自己已经写了好几次了，每次都没有数据备份，愤怒了！！！文字说明自己尽量省，^_^ 红楼梦忆古蜀州 《红楼梦忆-邓云乡集》 五十四、五十五、五十六回 内容简介 无意中闯了进去，无意中发现“崇庆”二字，才于无意中发现红楼剧组曾经来过我们那取景拍摄。细细翻看着作者笔下的诗意，如行云流水般的墨痕延伸，在空中腾升起来，最后跌入到书中五十四、五十五、五十六回。这才记得高中班上有个红楼迷，国学根基相当深厚，颇得大家赏识。他很模糊得对我们提到过这件事。我向来对国学有着不亲近的感觉。有着近十年软笔书法练习经历的我，依然没有培养起对国学的热爱，最终彻底放弃对国学的追求，而投入到一堆半导体器件组成的妖怪般冷冰冰的机器的怀抱。是命数吗？我想应该是基因。所以我的播放器里才会装满了英文歌曲，我的书架上堆满一排英语读物，我的电脑里收藏着英语电影。而家中，父亲读书时代遗留下来的书籍，旧得起灰脱皮虫蛀，我还是没有伸出我那崇洋媚外的手，哪怕只是拂去封面的一层薄灰。所以，我也就没有机会没有意识没有想过，我的家乡竟然如此诗情画意。罨画池，记得一位老师说过，整个川西地区的公园，只有罨画池才有苏州园林的味道。苏州园林什么味道？我当时如此问我自己。小时候就住在公园后门旁，进去就是孔庙，再走是陆游祠，再走就是罨画池。淘气的我们从不买票，而是分工合作，声东击西，屡屡得手。进去不是游览，而是因为里面有划艇，有小火车，有打老鼠。我从来没有想过这么游乐的地方会有如此诗意的画卷。票价也随着我们的年龄在增长，而进去的次数也随着它在减少。想想已经有七八年没有进去过了。是时候重新认识一下家乡，也重新认识一下自己了。借着暑假要结伴昆和驰拍遍家乡的机会，好好得留意一下家乡的细节，把那份纯真永久保存在瞬间。这里也就预告一下，暑假会推出踏遍崇阳（崇州）摄影专辑。
【家】高中高中也是最后要走的时候去溜达的。慌了，还有好多地方都没有去，但是学校是不能够忘记的。曾经奋斗的地方，汗水，争吵，打闹，青涩的爱情...
【旅游】翠华山那会儿还有五一大假，反正那么长的时间，跑到了西安翻译学院那边的翠华山去活动活动筋骨了。嘿嘿～～回来就去见闷墩，结果后来早早跑了回去了，一直过意不去，人家老妈还希望我当导游的，-_@!!!一直耿耿于怀！[link]
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