<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:51:36.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Canoeing on Himalayas</title><subtitle type='html'>季风给了我顺风的船帆,
我却不知道,
如何可以飘到远方?&lt;/br&gt;

爱情给了我爱恋的勇气,
我却不知道,
何处可以达到终点?&lt;/br&gt;

黑夜给了我黑色的眼睛,
我却不知道,
哪里可以找到光明?&lt;/br&gt;

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108880523993894712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/07/lihao.html' title='lihao成教授了'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108879671979913873</id><published>2004-07-02T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T15:31:59.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>人面桃花</title><summary type='text'>前两天和赵颖一块去太古吃宵夜, 忽然提起崔鹄的一首诗: 去年今日此门中, 人面桃花相映红;桃花不知何处去, 人面无数笑春风. 果然是不同凡响的女人, 不仅能半夜驱车几十里就为喝一点甜汤, 连古诗都被她改得成了另一种味道. 想起半年前她的豪言壮语: 要在每一个她有房子的城市安一个家. 要是女人都这样, 岂不是男人要成短缺商品.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108879671979913873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108879671979913873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108879671979913873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108879671979913873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/07/blog-post.html' title='人面桃花'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108830470297293706</id><published>2004-06-26T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T23:24:22.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>行路难</title><summary type='text'>作者: 李白 一　 金樽清酒斗十千，玉盘珍馐直万钱。停杯投箸不能食，拔剑四顾心茫然。欲渡黄河冰塞川，将登太行雪暗天。闲来垂钓坐溪上，忽复乘舟梦日边。行路难，行路难，多歧路，今安在。长风破浪会有时，直挂云帆济沧海。　二大道如青天，我独不得出。羞逐长安社中儿，赤鸡白雉赌梨栗。弹剑作歌奏苦声，曳裾王门不称情。淮阴市井笑韩信，汉朝公卿忌贾生。君不见昔时燕家重郭隗，拥彗折节无嫌猜。剧辛乐毅感恩分，输肝剖胆效英才。昭王白骨萦蔓草，谁人更扫黄金台。行路难，归去来........................               三有耳莫洗颍川水，有口莫食首阳蕨。含光混世贵无名，何用孤高比云月。吾观自古贤达人，功成不退皆殒身。子胥既弃吴江上，屈原终投湘水滨。陆机雄才岂自保，李斯税驾苦不早。华亭鹤唳讵可闻，上蔡苍鹰何足道。君不见吴中张翰称达生</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108830470297293706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108830470297293706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108830470297293706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108830470297293706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post_26.html' title='&lt;center&gt;行路难&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108810797463778111</id><published>2004-06-24T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T15:11:31.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>小意大利美食节</title><summary type='text'>住在小意大利区的一个最大好处就是可以享受一年一度的“The Taste of Little Italy”。周五，在一阵疾风骤雨似的南太平洋风格的鼓声中，小意大利美食节宣告了它的到来。循着震撼整个社区的鼓声，我换上短装，露出新近弄的“烈火中的黑豹”的纹身，加入熙熙攘攘的人流，和成千上万的人们一同去享受这美妙的仲夏夜。鼓队就在我住的街口，一大群人已经围着他们在激烈的舞动着，如果你曾经看过草裙舞之类的，一定能想象出他们那极富节律的舞姿，身体的每一个部分，都在随着韵律有节奏的抖动着，这就是战舞，据说在部落里，这种舞只在战争开始之前跳，鼓舞士气，然后就是红光喷血的杀戮。整个College街区都是形形色色的音乐，美食，从Manning一直到Dovercourt。人们在这里跳舞，累了之后就在街边的意大利餐馆小憩，小嘬，美美的吃上一点。我出门时，已经饿了，就先到Coco Lezzone*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108810797463778111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108810797463778111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108810797463778111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108810797463778111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post_24.html' title='小意大利美食节'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108750046493303564</id><published>2004-06-17T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T17:23:06.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>恋爱, 械斗, 吸毒一样也不能少</title><summary type='text'>--新新人类的学生生活恋爱在一流的学校里, 谈一流的恋爱是"一样也不能少"的重要项目之一. "一年级广交朋友, 二年级四处出击, 三年级十面埋伏, 四年级分手不必说再见" 是学生谈恋爱的真实写照, 大家都已经经历了高中时期的所谓"写写情书, 拉拉手, 继而暑假恋, 黄昏恋"的初级阶段, 大学里自然少不了同居, 怀孕, 分手的恋爱高级阶段. 要命的是学校对于未婚同居的是向来是强烈反对的, 理由自然有一大堆啦. 小亮是生物系的研究生学生, 出国前自己和朋友合租了一套学校附近的四居室, 四个人本来是打算在学校外面好好学习的, 可是一次外出看电影, 不慎碰上隔壁文科校的一位漂亮女生. 说来也巧, 四个人去看电影, 到了电影院附近才发现谁也没有戴表, 于是打赌看谁能从女生哪儿问到时间? 正好附近有两位漂亮女生看样子也是看电影的, 四个人于是决定, 剪刀, 石子, 布, 赢的人过去问时间.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108750046493303564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108750046493303564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108750046493303564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108750046493303564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post_17.html' title='恋爱, 械斗, 吸毒一样也不能少'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108735015160002569</id><published>2004-06-15T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T21:42:31.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>蝴蝶的翅膀</title><summary type='text'>一只蝴蝶在美洲扇动翅膀, 引发的可能是太平洋的台风.                                        ---&lt;混沌理论&gt;早定好了时间今天去考车牌, 找朋友借了车, 早早起来, 时间还早, 不如弄这学期的第一次早餐吃. 于是哼着小曲, 煮了碗方便面, 吃完猛然发现时间已经不早了. 赶快下楼, 匆匆发动车去考场. 等上了Eglinton, 才发现车不少啊, 只好耐心享受这都市的生活. 一路千赶万赶, 并道抢线, 把在国内开车的那些庸俗手段全用上了, 到靠场一登记, 小姐竟说, "You are missing the test!" 我狂倒! 刚过两分钟, 不会我也成了迟到两分钟就没法参加高考的考生吧. 还好让我等下一个迟到的人, 占他的位置考. 我一面等, 一面觉得, 这小姐怎么和"Meet the Parents" 里的机场check in小姐似的, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108735015160002569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108735015160002569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108735015160002569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108735015160002569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title='蝴蝶的翅膀'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108672300260172767</id><published>2004-06-08T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T12:11:11.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Kitchen in Toronto</title><summary type='text'> All good girls are alike, bad girl has her own badness! Good girls don't have to be the hottest in the world, instead they are cute and touchable! Yan drove downtown to invite me to Lakeshore Boulevard, the beach of Lake Ontario, I was driving her brand new car, which she is falling in love with, while she's enjoying the sun shine, landscapes of the beach and the aquamarine music. It seems </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108672300260172767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108672300260172767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108672300260172767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108672300260172767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/best-kitchen-in-toronto.html' title='The Best Kitchen in Toronto'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108610927617133544</id><published>2004-06-01T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T05:36:45.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the wisdom of Nobel laureate</title><summary type='text'>最近去听了几个不同声音人士的演讲， 现在总结一下：1。诺贝尔化学奖得主PROF。JHON POLUNY；他的演讲是DIGNITY OF INDIVIDUAL IN A SOCIETY，强调人们表达自己思想得权利， 敦促社会对不同意见给予尊重。作为一位化学家，PROF POLUNY 确实对中国社会进行了一定程度的关注 和研究。应该引起我们的反思， 同时也提出了一些参考意见。2。达赖喇嘛-- 丹增。嘉措：他演讲的主题是人的价值，这个命题是一个纯西方式的社会学课题，我不熟悉。其次他谈了一些宗教，当然观点是和我们这些相信科学得人有很大的不同啦，还好他说， 授予荣誉博士学位对他是一种肯定， 对此他心怀感激。入场前，达赖试图和他所能看到的每一个中国人握手， 当他的手伸向一位PPMM时，那位MM吓了一跳， 迅捷的将手拿开， 不知是活佛吓人还是别的什么吓人。3。哥伦比亚大学的王军涛：</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108610927617133544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108610927617133544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108610927617133544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108610927617133544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/06/wisdom-of-nobel-laureate.html' title='the wisdom of Nobel laureate'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108568476753220243</id><published>2004-05-27T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T15:14:48.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>贫困线的划分及贫困原因之我见--2</title><summary type='text'>贫困线的划分及贫困原因之我见--2现有的吏治体制，从根本上说是人治，干部要选拔任用，这一个“拔”字实践上反映了任人唯亲的现实状况。 你就是能耐再大， 没有人提拔，也是空有一身能耐无处施展。 中国不缺人才，缺的是伯乐。这个伯乐就是吏治，如何使得有才能的有施展才能的机会，而不是堕落到以德治国， 所谓以的治德国实际上是用人唯亲,不是我的干部不用。 每次吏治改革， 总是从国务院向下进行机构精简，而且总是不成功，最关键的因素是政府权力太大。官员们流连权栈，结果精简出去的人又通过各种渠道回来了，导致官民比例严重失调，政府的财政支出成了吃饭财政，最终形成各级政府“鸡脚杆上刮油”压榨贫民的局面。比如最近几次调升工资，财政部长的讲话就很明显了“有信心使财政收入进一步提升来保障新增的工资支出”， 且不论我国的税率水平已经很高的现状，单论公务员加薪之后， 非公务员的财政供养人口要不要加薪？加， </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108568476753220243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108568476753220243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108568476753220243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108541710927084921</id><published>2004-05-24T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T12:45:09.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>革命时期的反革命爱情（尾声）</title><summary type='text'>菲燕打开信只见上面写着：菲菲：    我很快就要离开这个世界了， 这场革命的暂时结束并没有终结有的人对于我活着的恐惧。 我终于免不了变成我为之奋斗的这场革命的牺牲。以后， 我要化做那漂浮于苍山的一带望夫云，时时刻刻注视着我深爱的你。如果我能够回到你身边， 请允许我像斜阳峰上飞流而下的瀑布那样一次次地抚摸你的秀发； 如果我能回到你身边， 请允许我像初夏窗旁的微风那样一次次地亲吻你熟睡的脸庞；如果我能回到你身边， 请允许我像河边找寻泥土的大榕树那样一此次地将你紧紧拥抱， 让你娇小柔软的身躯在我的怀里尽情融化， 把我的关心体贴注入你生活的每一天。 我是如此珍惜我们的爱情， 生命给了我一次爱你的机会， 这就已经足以让我满足， 我将因为爱你和你的爱而得到永生！                                                      建国 字上</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108541710927084921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>流水账</title><summary type='text'>到电脑实验室呆了大半天什么也没干，就是简单的发呆！之后到学院要求overload,等concilor又等了半小时， 见到人之后，她居然看了一下cumulative GPA在approved上画了一个圈， 打发我走人。郁闷之中，去cafe里发呆又是一小时。之后到郑玉彤图书馆，浏览中文书籍，迟莉和王朔在一块， 帅哥和小市民的故事。迟莉的书一大堆， 我最喜欢的王朔近来是江郎才尽了， 就没有出过什么像样的东西。倒是迟莉的影记，不见她先生，收罗了一些乱七八糟的东西。看来生活才是写作的第一要旨，就如没有生活体验，靠看a片写情色小说， 怎么也不及人家靠身体或是液体写作的。汪曾祺的东西也是越看越没劲了，总是西南联大时期的昆明。上海人不写上海，成天写昆明干什么。苏童的《米》早已煮成熟饭， 《离婚指南》怕是迟早要派上用场， 难的是想拍成电影就没有《红粉》那么容易了， 即使拍出来也是一个蒙太奇，</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108517647580457695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108517647580457695' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108517647580457695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108517647580457695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_21.html' title='流水账'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108491735598531714</id><published>2004-05-18T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:40:02.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Counterrevolutionary Love in the Period of the Revolution--1</title><summary type='text'>--For those who die for their dreams, no matter communists or religionists;--For those who live for their dreams, no matter communists or religionists.When first time Feiyan saw jianGuo, it was at the financial office of the constructure engineering bureau. A young man walked into the office like a breeze going through the window, clearly, Feiyan immediately was caught by the attraction of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108491735598531714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108491735598531714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108491735598531714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108491735598531714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/counterrevolutionary-love-in-period-of.html' title='A Counterrevolutionary Love in the Period of the Revolution--1'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108483073746652850</id><published>2004-05-17T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T00:00:54.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iliad</title><summary type='text'>By Homertranslated by Samuel ButlerSing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that broughtcountless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it sendhurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogsand vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from theday on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, firstfell out with one another</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108483073746652850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108483073746652850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108483073746652850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108483073746652850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/iliad.html' title='Iliad'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108447835631342987</id><published>2004-05-14T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T16:12:47.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>贫困线的划分及贫困原因之我见</title><summary type='text'>看了童, 林二人的贫困线研究, 总的感觉是太模糊, 既没有建立中国贫困结构的模型, 又没有定量的分析, 实际上只是反映了现在政府有一批人想将贫困人口比率尽快降下来的愿望, 所以套用的生活指标数据居然是1991年的, 实际上, 总体来说, 70年代绝大多数人处于营养不足状态, 90年代则是农村人口营养不足. 如果我们将这样一个不足的指标套用到实际工作中, 则可能导致对实际贫困人口的帮扶不足, 脱贫之后继续贫困. 贫困是相对的没有错, 比如我在加拿大是贫困人口之一, 在中国则是相对富裕, 我把在中国的消费习惯带到加拿大就导致了入不敷出. 但是又是有绝对性的, 比如, 我们两个人都因没衣服穿而裸体, 我不会因你有一根草绳系在腰间就说你有衣服穿了. 学者们身居闹市, 不知农村生活之苦, 想当然的以为中国农村都是自给自足的小农经济, 基本不需要货币了, 所以才会弄出250圆的特困线来. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108447835631342987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108447835631342987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108447835631342987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108447835631342987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_14.html' title='贫困线的划分及贫困原因之我见'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108446938663095230</id><published>2004-05-13T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T21:26:40.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>诗人</title><summary type='text'>所有的风只向她们吹所有的日子都为她们而破碎诗人一定要具有忧郁的气质, 但有忧郁气质的却未必是诗人(下雨天淋湿的“湿人”除外). 有忧郁气质的诗人海了巨了, 比如:拜伦, 普希金, 海子, 顾城... you name it. 有忧郁气质却没能成为诗人的更如人山人海, 比如说, 我天生忧郁的气质, 却至今也没成为诗人. 也许我没有四姐妹, 所以写不出"所有的风只向她们吹/所有的日子都为她们而破碎"这样的佳句来. 能写一首诗同时献给四位女性是一种快乐, 能因为写一首献给四位女性的诗而名重天下, 则是一种幸福.有的诗人曾因长于炼词炼句而菲声一时, 若干年后, 人们还是将他淡忘, 所以诗人一定要以一种让人耳目一新的方式来为自己的生命和诗词画上一个完美的句号, 以便他和他的诗能够永恒. 于是, 有人死于外省的海滩, 有人倒在情敌的枪口下, 有人杀死自己的全家, 也包括自己, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108446938663095230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108446938663095230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108446938663095230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108446938663095230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_13.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shulu.net/swsg/haizi.htm&quot;&gt;诗人&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108431414522853230</id><published>2004-05-11T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T12:56:52.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Woodsworth Residence</title><summary type='text'>A new symbolic on the north gateway, which I am dreaming to live in for some 300 days, is officially available for the undergraduates in Woodsworth College now, sign, for UNDERGRADUATES only, not for me. Spending $32M and about 3 years on the project, Woodsworth enjoys the new rental collector now and afterwards. I bet they are going have the four-storey base rented for commercial purpose sooner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108431414522853230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108431414522853230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108431414522853230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108431414522853230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/new-woodsworth-residence.html' title='New Woodsworth Residence'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108650690901902654</id><published>2004-05-09T03:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T15:13:40.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>无法完成的画像</title><summary type='text'> 放假之后, 一直在试图做两件事, 一是将以前写的素材找一两条主线连接起来, 二是将小费的画像完成. 无奈俩件事都无法完成, 也许前者工程太宏大, 后者则记忆已经不太清晰. 也许你们能帮我继续, 给我以灵感和勇气. 我总是做完了一半的工作, 留下一个没有outcome的结局, when it comes to reality. 以后, 我一定会反复尝试, 直到将它们同时做完. 当你看到画像完成, 那么小说也写完了. 也许我也完了, 一个人做完了他该做的事, 他唯一还能做的就是让人们怀念他, 就像我们怀念王小波一样!Still working on the final sketch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108650690901902654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108650690901902654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108650690901902654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108650690901902654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_09.html' title='无法完成的画像'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108386762817279602</id><published>2004-05-06T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T16:24:55.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>明天，太阳依然为你升起</title><summary type='text'>你围着St. George的校园绕了无数个圈, 却找不到Rorbarts在什么地方, 油耗了不少, 你又开始向我发火了, 难道是我把图书馆藏起来了, 让你找不到. 你仍然还是原来的样子, 怪只怪对你好的男人太多, 所以觉得天下男人对你好是应该的, 拿两个来出出气也好, 不幸今天我遭殃了, 嘻嘻! 其实你要是仔细看一下地图, 一定不会把Queen's Park circle和Spadina circle弄混. 很长时间没有吃川味火锅, 吃一下, 觉得奇辣无比, 奇麻无比. 过了一下受綟待的瘾, 舌头和胃最终失去了知觉. 席间聊起从前一块去钓鱼, 不知道怎的, 我忽然想起来, N年前, 在重庆横渡长江, 游到江心, 被湍急的水流冲得几乎失去了方向, 大块大块的生活垃圾几乎将我活埋, 忽然很想摸一摸你的秀发, 至少在葬身一遍龌龊的长江之前, 享受一下人间的春色. 脑子里满是你秀发飞舞的样子, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108386762817279602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108386762817279602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108386762817279602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108386762817279602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_06.html' title='明天，太阳依然为你升起'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108378957212727334</id><published>2004-05-05T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T14:41:49.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TROY</title><summary type='text'>Troy is a legend country in Hommer's epic poem The Odyssey, Troy (Troy Gentles, his chinese name is:江涛) is my close friend in the far-away-island Samoa in the southwestern Pacific, Troy is also a new movie coming up May 14th, which casts my faverite actor Orlando Bloom as Paris. The Odyssey, a fighting and love story, a true man's story, his story-history. Paris, the trojan prince whose romance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108378957212727334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108378957212727334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/troy.html' title='TROY'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108370273576975230</id><published>2004-05-04T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T13:00:10.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>时间的玫瑰 </title><summary type='text'> 北岛, 一个久违的名字, 当海子, 顾城已经永久地离我们而去, 幸运的是那个时代的先驱者北岛仍然健在, 不幸的也正是他仍然苟活着, 去国离乡. 我们一同生活在一个迷失了的时代, 我们一同寻找"风在哪个方向吹?", 我们一同呐喊"火不能为火作证". 当朦胧诗得到公认之后, 诗人们却一个个离我们而去, 生者只剩下一片空白. 当北岛再次试图回中国被拒, 我知道他虽然还活着, 其实他已经死了. 于是我不得不开始怀念他以及他的诗.         时间的玫瑰    当守门人沉睡    你和风暴一起转身     拥抱中老去的是     时间的玫瑰          当鸟路界定天空     你回望那落日     消失中呈现的是     时间的玫瑰          当刀在水中折弯     你踏笛声过桥     密谋中哭喊的是     时间的玫瑰      </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108370273576975230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108370273576975230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_04.html' title='时间的玫瑰 '/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108360722043395352</id><published>2004-05-03T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T13:01:25.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>伤别离</title><summary type='text'>第一次在机场送女友远行, 没有下雨, 空气里却湿漉漉的, 比下雨还难受. 心里虽然有些恐惧, 却坚信时间不是问题, 空间不是距离, 爱情能跨越浩瀚的太平洋直达美丽的Standford. 最终却发现, 时间和空间的阻隔, 其实是一堵无形的墙, 看不见, 摸不着, 却时时体味得到. 终日只能面对着两行秋雁, 一枕清霜, 才明白什么叫郁闷. 于是别人拼命考鸡考托套词, 我拼命练习游泳, 跳飞机, 跳船咱不行, 游泳过去难道还有人管不成. 然后是绝望, 人就象死了一次一样. 能触摸到的只有依欄人在画图中. 原来伟烈丰功费尽移山心力, 也不过赢得几杵疏钟, 半江渔火. 最后放弃了, 没有说出分手的分手, 却是世间最痛苦的分手了, 只因为大家都不愿分手, 于是谁也不说, 成了没有结束的结束。 天没亮就赶着去接机, 这次是有人从Standford回来，在机场苦等了两个小时之后， 才发现日子搞错了。</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108360722043395352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108360722043395352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108360722043395352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108360722043395352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post_03.html' title='伤别离'/><author><name>Dez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00578280304539428403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://individual.utoronto.ca/fudezhi/photos/works.and.me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883788.post-108360389962548142</id><published>2004-05-02T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T14:31:39.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>肥水不流外人田</title><summary type='text'>阿翰是属于那种和我好得连女朋友都可以共享的人， 事实上我们在一块就只干一件事——追女孩子。我们总是能发现俩女孩子，各追一个，然后总是追不到。一段时间以后，交换一下目标再接着追， 不同的是这时他总能追到，而我总是“很受伤”。就像踢足球， 上半场我们这两个前锋总进不了球，到了下半场，我总改踢后卫， 他则继续踢前锋，并且总有进球，而我却仍然一无所获。这也是为什么他和我初恋的女朋友结了婚， 而我单身。说起他太太， 和我也算是青梅竹马了。初三开始，高中三年，大学四年，我都在迷恋着她，给她写了无数情书。后来有一天，阿翰对我说："老符，我现在看到你的散文集了"。我说："什么散文集啊，我从来没有写过"。他神秘的说："就是你写给亦晨的信呀，我给你编辑一下，就叫《飞鸟集》吧。我把那些，乱七八糟的东西去掉还剩十来万字，出个散文集是够了"。"我写给亦晨的情书，她也敢给你看？她是不是脑子里养金鱼呢。""</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://himalayas.blogspot.com/feeds/108360389962548142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883788&amp;postID=108360389962548142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108360389962548142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883788/posts/default/108360389962548142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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