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• 作者：小黄兔 发布时间：2011-06-22 13:46:44

  I think it is boring and most of the points have been discussed before.

• 作者：完颜姑娘 发布时间：2020-07-07 23:41:23

  睡前翻完了，有些部分准哭了，我现在有点相信命运了，是不是人生下来命运就已经注定了。

  以及:People never change , they just gradually become who they really are.

• 作者：Lapseeeee 发布时间：2021-11-06 16:34:45

  童年读物

• 作者：天涯 发布时间：2021-12-15 11:15:17

  古希腊罗马神话故事的漫画版本，介绍了神的起源故事，漫画的画风很棒，有国漫的特点，适合女儿阅读。

• 作者：读一点书长见识 发布时间：2023-04-27 20:34:02

  通过这样一本书案例和法条的讲解，来了解相关的法律法规，避免企业经营之中陷入法律纠纷。

• 作者：song1 发布时间：2021-07-11 20:18:00

  中国宏观经济下，区块链在共享服务的一种方式

• [转载]《纽约时报》：盛可以

  作者：look 发布时间：2013-01-29 14:07:56

  挺好的，可以了解下作者哈～～

  http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_670c01470100vqpw.html

  A River's Gifts

  When I was younger I was ashamed to admit I came from a remote village, yet I lacked the courage to claim I was from a city, so I usually said simply that I came from an outlying township. Now I must tell the truth, that I was born in an isolated village.

  Let me start from the banks of a humble river where my life began and which is the true source of my writing. My fellow villagers live and while away their time in a monotonous environment completely cut off from the outside world. I know their lives only too well. If I had not harbored a distant dream from a very young age I would have shared their fate.

  In the northeastern part of Hunan Province in an area called Yiyang a river passes a place that is not found on maps and is only known to the people who live there. This humble river passes through the ancient township of Lanxi, so, like the haphazard naming of village children, the river is called the Lanxi River.

   All my memories of a joyful childhood and the pains of growing up are intertwined with the river. She keeps all of my secrets.

  To this day I have never seen such a beautiful river as the Lanxi River, with its sweet translucent waters, verdant embankments and weeping willows gently sweeping the water’s surface. In the 1970s, skiffs with white sails still languidly glided by while barefooted boat trackers trudged along the sandy verges. Poverty and poetic beauty are inseparable twins — whenever this image resurfaces in my conscience, more often it is the sorrow of life that comes to my mind.

  The Cultural Revolution, the “smashing of the Gang of Four,” the reform and opening up — these momentous events did not make much impression on me as I grew up in this isolated rural setting. I just remember my mother scrounging for rice to feed her family and the look of despair on her face whenever she returned empty-handed; I remember the exquisite aroma of pork and lard; I remember going to school barefoot, and the chill in the air as my bare feet squished in the muddy roads is as vivid today as it was back then; I remember every semester my school fees were in arrears until my mother was able to sell off a basket of eggs. But at the time, I was too young to worry about the hardships of life. The river brought me unlimited childish pleasure — swimming, fishing, catching shrimps, sailing.

  I cannot agree with people who praise the poetic beauty of the countryside. I cannot agree with them because I know, in reality, life in the countryside is all about poverty and hunger.

  The cruel and harsh elements in my literary works often stymie the romantic feelings people have for rural life. I can’t help that. It’s the reality I grew up with and I don’t want to dress it up with a layer of poetic beauty.

  Of course, I was blessed to be born in that remote village, and to spend my childhood by the crystal clear river. Looking back at my path from the village gives rise to a complicated happiness. The river gave me a humble yet unique life experience — as if it was preparing me for my literary journey. Whatever life has given me, be it poverty, hunger, misfortune or tragedy, for me, they are treasures. I will be forever grateful for, and feel blessed by these treasures.

  Having a complete set of textbooks was a dream for schoolchildren in the isolated countryside. My first two encounters with literature and reading were not honorable events and I will never forget them.

  The first took place when I was 6 or 7. One day, Mother and I were on our way back from a visit to my grandmother. We were in the Yiyang county seat waiting for a boat to take us back to Lanxi. I stood at a bookstand reading comic books. I was only halfway through when the boat arrived. My heart began to race because I knew what I was about to do. I was horrified with my decision. We got on to the boat, and for a long while I lost my voice. In my pocket, my hand was clenching the thin copy of the comic book version of The Three Kingdoms, a classical Chinese novel written in the 14th century. That was the first time I was captivated by drawings because at the time I could read very few words.

  The second encounter relates to my grandfather’s treasure box. My grandfather turned 100 this year but he is still very healthy. He is an aloof figure. He never paid attention to the younger generation, and never helped us with our studies. He was rarely home. Even when he came home, he would take a chair outside and just read, regardless of whether or not it was busy in the fields. After reading, he would put the book back in his treasure box, lock it and then take to the road again.

   It was when I was in high school. One day he stepped out of his room without locking the door. I sneaked in and opened his treasure box. There were some bottles and a few well-read books. The book I randomly picked up was a kung fu novel by Louis Cha, a famous Hong Kong writer. I flipped through the book and selectively read the passages about romance and kung fu fighting. After I finished, I carefully returned the book. The reading experience was satisfying. That was probably the first time I felt the magical power of words and literature.

  If I were asked to identify the moment of my literary enlightenment, I would have to refer to these two stolen literary encounters.

  Despite having lived in big cities for many years, I still consider myself a village girl from Lanxi. Nine years ago when, in a large city, I decided to write a novel, I first of all thought of the Lanxi River and the people whose livelihoods depend on the river. I wrote of women whose fates were in the hands of others, I wrote of men who lost their lives to the constraints of tradition, I wrote of women who battled inequities to achieve better lives, and those silent and obedient souls who live and die unnoticed.

  Since China began economic reforms in 1978, countless girls like Qian Xiaohong, the protagonist of my first novel, Northern Girls, have left the rural areas for the big city lights. Their struggles to find their place in the new world brought dramatic social changes, affecting family relationships, fashion trends and moral values. Northern Girls reflects the life experience of these women and the process of urbanization. While I still consider myself a village girl from Lanxi, I am conflicted because I shudder to think that I could become one of my fellow villagers and live that dreadful life of theirs. I am constantly driven by a desire to break away and escape to an even more distant place.

  When a lonely river flows out of the village, it flows past a variety of landscapes along the way, winding and twisting, and its relation with the world changes and its loneliness grows. Three years ago I started to work on my new novel, Death Fugue. My perspective is different, but the loneliness and despair remain the same. Death Fugue is a twisted fable about revolution, faith, sexual taboos and utopia, how the desire for freedom brings only confinement and how an initial rebellion against the ruling power was transformed into a ruling power. I want to write about how intellectuals face the destruction of faith after social turmoil, their passiveness and their struggles. Through my book, I want to retrieve the historical memories that are about to be washed away by the river of time.

  I had thought life would be better and people would be happier and friendlier when they had more money. However, I was wrong. A section of the Lanxi River has been carved off for fish farming and turned into a filthy ditch almost 10 kilometers long. The river water is no longer suitable for drinking or swimming. Worse, the water now is full of blood flukes. No one dares to get into the water any more.

  When a river stops flowing, its beauty dies, the tranquil and simple country life disappears and people start to change. I feel the most precious thing in my life has been destroyed. Destroyed by what? I don’t know. No one can truly understand my sadness. What happened? I put my questions and sighs in my novels. Several kilometers of my journey home are alongside the Lanxi River. I always sit on the side with a river view. All kinds of feelings well up when I gaze at the water, when I gaze at the disappearing country life and when I gaze at myself in the past. Slowly, an idea began to grow — I will use my pen to write about the beauty of a living river, to revive the crystal clear Lanxi River and realize its dream of joining the ocean.

  I believe there are many similar humble villages and rivers in this world, and many ordinary people being neglected, forgotten and abandoned; I believe every one of us is a humble river, being carried forward by loneliness, and we move forward, regardless of whether we have dreams or not, regardless of whether we have ambition or not; I believe no life deserves to be forgotten and that is what I believe is the value of my writing.

• ●王诗媛 古人的生活：触摸历史真正的温度

  作者：中华书局上海 发布时间：2020-11-30 14:22:33

  20世纪70年代，文化史的研究在西方学界被重新发掘，并于21世纪初传入中国，相较于宏大的历史著作、严肃的哲学经典，文化史的研究放弃了在宏观层面进行社会架构的努力，也放弃了形而上学的思辨理性，它将更多的关注投射于历史中具体个体的生活及心灵体验，由此，咖啡馆、内衣、考试、美发、失眠、怀孕、烟草等生活的日常都被纳入了文化史的研究之中，这也在一定程度上丰富、改变了人们对历史图景的认识。文化史的研究告诉我们，历史不只存在于束之高阁的故纸堆中，我们还能在鲜活的生活、细碎的日常中找到它的身影。新近出版的王宏超《古人的生活世界》一书正是回归生活史研究的最佳范例。

  平常生活的再发现

  宋代无门慧开禅师有偈颂一首，曰：“春有百花秋有月，夏有凉风冬有雪。若无闲事挂心头，便是人间好时节”，其颂在《禅宗无门关》中的原题为“平常是道”。

  《古人的生活世界》将古人平常的生活归纳成八个主题：饮食（五谷、肉食与蔬果）、逸兴（品茗、饮酒与抽烟）、姿态（形体、感觉与时尚）、娱乐（运动、游戏与休闲）、游逸（交通、旅游与游乐）、身份（文人、女性与儿童）、时间（假日、岁时与节庆）、空间（自然、乡村与城市），以通俗的话概括，《古人的生活世界》所展现的就是一幅以吃喝玩乐为主题的古代风俗画。

  但是，这幅风俗画所呈现的日常生活便是人间的好时节。饮酒品茶、沐浴瘙痒、游戏运动、闲居出游，这些原本都只不过是生活的日常底色罢了，然而古人为了消解冗长生命带来的无感，又在这一层底色之上覆上斑斓的色彩，于是有了“春有百花秋有月，夏有凉风冬有雪”的生活之美。比如品茶与修道可以为一，美酒又能上通天神，瘙痒时也能进行想象与叙述，沐浴又是“洗心”“沐德”的方式，就连最普通的睡觉，也要分睡眼与睡心的区别，这些都是古人对生活的美的审视。

  《古人的生活世界》在平常之中剥离出了“道”的意蕴，也即是从常态化的日常中剥离出了一种“雅致的生活理想和闲适的生活态度”，它是审美经验与现实经验交织的产物，是一种精致的乐趣。驳杂琐碎的日常生活也有精致的乐趣，这是该书带给我们的启示。

  聚焦女性与儿童的世界

  君为臣纲，父为子纲，夫为妻纲，是为“三纲”。“三纲”既是儒家所构造的伦理道德关系，也是古人对社会秩序的基本认识。父权、夫权确立了中国的女性思想，即“三从四德”。在这样的伦理框架中，“男尊女卑”的合理性被固定了下来。辜鸿铭先生在《中国的妇女》一文中还提道：“中国文字表示女人的汉字‘婦’，就是一个妇女和一把扫帚组成的。在真正的中国人那里，妻子就被固定称为家庭的主人。”正统的历史叙事中，我们很少能见到古代女性的思想与情感，她们的个人诉求被压抑着，她们的才智与创造力也为人所忽视。

  而儿童则更是被忽视的群体，在宋以前，人们对于儿童甚至没有独立的认识，只将他们囫囵吞枣地纳入到整体的人性中去思考。宋朱熹提出了“圣贤坯模”的观点，“将童年期视为‘做圣贤’的准备期，将儿童看作未成年的成人”，虽然朱熹开始意识到了儿童的存在，却仍未能将他们从群体中分拨出来单独探讨。

  但女性与儿童毕竟都是真实存在着的，在“大传统”的叙事中我们看不到他们的生活面貌，却可以在“小传统”的描述中去探知他们的情感体验。《古人的生活世界》带我们走入了他们的世界：古代女性对肤白腰细的审美追求跨越时空和今天的我们产生了共鸣；女子骑射、女子马球、女子相扑，这些多姿多彩的女子运动颠覆了我们对于古代女性纤细娇弱的刻板印象；女性的节日出游、宗教出游甚至是平居出游的史料，令我们对严苛的礼教限制有了新的解读；模仿大人抽烟的古代儿童、拿着压岁钱去买玩具的古代儿童，也使我们感受到了鲜活的童真与童趣。原来，古人离我们并不遥远……

  挖掘今人与古人的生活联系

  时间与空间的阔大让我们以为今人与古人的生活已形成了不可跨越的鸿沟，尤其是近代西洋文化的冲击以及对传统文化的革命不断地更新着人们的思想与生活，再回首故纸堆时，似乎觉得古人的世界是另一个时空的故事。今人与古人的生活联系，需要我们回到发生巨大变革的年代里去找寻。传统生活与现代生活是否有相似之处？现代生活中那些日用而不知的事物又是怎么出现的？这些问题都是我们与古人实现交流对话的线索。

  《古人的生活世界》的附录也极有意思，既然是“古人”的生活世界，为何还要“画蛇添足”地介绍现代的都市与摩登文化呢？作者写道：“传统的生活方式在晚清以后发生了极大的变化……上海在晚清民国时期，迅速成为国际性的大都市，在其中混杂着传统与现代、东方与西方的各类休闲方式与生活方式。”可以想见，近代的上海是在古与今、中与西的文化纠葛之中走向现代世界的，对近代上海的聚焦更像是为了在这个“大熔炉”中找出传统与现代的衔接点，从而勾连起今人与古人的生活。

  值得注意的是，传统向现代的转变，并不是在短短几十年里就能够完成的，它的战线，还拉得更长。比如今天近视患者所离不开的玻璃镜片的眼镜，在明末时便随着传教士进入了中国；休假的制度，也在清末时随着中西之间的交流而发生改变。今人与古人的联系既存在于日常细节之中，也为生活细节所阻断。《古人的生活世界》是引导我们进入古人生活的可靠向导，也为我们呈现了一种从传统到现代的历史视野及比较意识。

  德国诗人海因里希·海涅曾指出，人最重要的三样东西就是“自由、平等以及蟹肉汤”。在“自由”“平等”这样宏观抽象的词汇之后，排列的却是“蟹肉汤”这样一件看起来格格不入的东西，它到底有何魅力？哲学家齐泽克为我们指点了迷津，他说：“‘蟹肉汤’指的是生活中所有精致的乐趣，一旦失去这些小确幸，我们就会变得与恐怖分子无异——我们会沦为抽象观念的信徒，并会丝毫不顾具体情境地要将这些观念付诸现实。”也就是说，在抽象观念编织起来的藩篱中，是“蟹肉汤”的存在让我们记起了生活的真正意义，而历史也不例外。《古人的生活世界》就好像是为我们的历史阅读提供了一碗海涅的“蟹肉汤”，让我们得以触摸到历史真正的温度。

  2020-11-29 《南方日报》发表