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[caption id="attachment_5394" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="16.9.2010 happy birthday"][/caption] 不知不觉又过一年 我们的路也越来越远 踏起了新的旅途 外面的世界是什么样? 第二个生日没为你下厨做菜了 谁还记得当时的那些味道 彼此的回忆是最甜美的礼物 谁却还有勇气再度打开 日记再也没有自己 只有页页的祝福 自己也变成了知己 已忘了那孤单的感觉 不想再看到你伤心流泪 所以选择了黯然消声 如果知道你落泪无助时 影子中会有天使守护 守着给过的承诺 才能拉近了两人的距离 路纵然崎岖 也要牵着你的手走到最后 默祝 生日快乐...

[caption id="attachment_5282" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption="All existence would be perfect - by CJ"][/caption] I remember reading this story from a book: Once was an Indian guru giving a talk. He said, "Life is perfect, everything is wonderful." Speaking of that, a hunchback man in the audience stood up and opposed, “Look at me, guru. I am the evidence of imperfection. I overthrew your statement that life’s perfect. Look at me again, I am a hunchback, I am so ugly, and I am so useless." The guru looked at him, said solemnly, "Dear friend, you are the most beautiful hump I've ever seen." We often feel that...

[caption id="attachment_5200" align="alignleft" width="450" caption="Happy birthday to Cinda"][/caption] A birthday is just the first day of another 365-day journey around the sun, and today, the editor of juesatta, Cinda has started a new journey. It's a special day for Cinda and the all of us. Cinda is always a kind and faithful friend, someone who always cares about others more than herself. Not only does Cinda create laughter among us, rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. Happy birthday to Cinda and hope all your birthday dreams and wishes come true. We'd also like to express our gratitute and thanks to...

[caption id="attachment_4642" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption="Novelist and wife - by CJ"][/caption] 法国小说家吕西安.里歇著书立说常常妙笔生花、浪漫情事多多,但他的家庭生活太平静、太单调了。 吕西安.里歇每天到图书馆去写作,他太太每天操持家务,并负责打印丈夫定期在《里昂晚报》上发表的短篇小说。 他每天回家的第一件事几乎是一成不变的:拥抱一下妻子,亲亲她的前额,说天天重复的一句话,“亲爱的,我希望我不在家时,你没有过于烦闷,是吗?” 太太的回答差不多也是一成不变:“没有,家里也是有这么多事情要做。但看到你回来,我还是很高兴的。” 结婚23年来,几乎天天如此! 但是万万没有想到的是,奥尔嘉.巴列丝卡以第三者的身份闯进了他们的家庭。这是一个刚离了婚的漂亮、奔放,甚至有点寡廉鲜耻的女人。她降服了小说家,并且提出要跟他结婚。 小说家毕竟是小说家,他想出个妙主意。他编了一个故事,把自己与太太的现实处境转托成两个虚构人物的经历。为了能被妻子领悟,他还特意引用了他们夫妻间以往 生活中若干特有的细节。在故事的结尾,他让那对夫妻离了婚,并特意写道:那个妻子对丈夫已经没有了爱情,一滴眼泪也没有流地走了,以后隐居在南方的森林小 屋,靠丈夫补偿给她的足够的法郎,悠闲自得地消磨着自由的时光…… 他把这份手稿交给太太打印时,心里难免有些不安。晚上回到家里时,心里嘀咕妻子会怎么接待他。 “亲爱的,我希望我不在家时你没有过于烦闷,是吗?”吕西安.里歇的话里带着几分犹豫。 太太却像平常一样安详:“没有,家里有这么多事情要做呐。但看到你回来,我还是很高兴的。” 吕西安.里歇猜测,难道她没有看懂?或者她把打印的事情安排到了明天?然而,太太告诉他,故事已经打印好了,并经仔细校对后寄往《里昂晚报》编辑部了。可是她为什么一字不提文中的情节呢?毕竟心虚,小说家没有多问;他受着情感的煎熬。 直到故事在报上发表后,闷葫芦才打开。原来,太太把故事的结局改了:既然丈夫提出了这个要求,妻子只得强忍心中的悲伤,夫妻俩离了婚。可是,那位在结婚23年之后依然保持着自己纯真爱情的妻子,却在前往南方森林小屋的途中抑郁而死。 小说家吕西安.里歇震惊了,忏悔了,当下就和那个令他神魂颠倒的女人一刀两断。 太阳又升起来了,他们的生活还在继续。如同太太没有向他说起自己修改故事的结局一样,吕西安.里歇也没有向太太谈到自己的这段情事。 “亲爱的,我希望我不在家时你没有过于烦闷,是吗?”吕西安.里歇回到家时,一如既往地问道,不过比以往更加深情。 “没有,家里有这么多事情要做。但看到你回来,我还是很高兴的。”妻子一如既往地回答,不过比以往更加温柔。 那些似乎太平静、太单调、太不浪漫的家庭生活,往往正是最安宁、最朴实、最值得珍惜的幸福生活。 [source: http://hi.baidu.com/%B3%C2%F6%A8%CD%AE%C9%CF%D0%A3/blog/item/d1ee0e45da56d734869473b2.html]...

[caption id="attachment_4350" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption="The missing piece - by CJ"][/caption] 'Who are you?' asked the missing piece. 'I am the Big O,' said the Big O. 'I think you are the one I have been waiting for,' said the missing piece. 'Maybe I am your missing piece.' 'But I am not missing a piece,' said the Big O. 'There is no place you would fit.' 'That is too bad,' said the missing piece. 'I was hoping that perhaps I could roll with you...

[caption id="attachment_4133" align="aligncenter" width="600" caption="Peace - by CJ"][/caption] There once was a king who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried and submitted their work. The king looked at all the pictures. There were only two he really liked, and he had to choose between them. One picture was of a calm lake, perfectly mirroring the peaceful, towering mountains all around it. Overhead was blue sky with fluffy, white clouds. It was the favorite of all who saw it. Truly, they thought, it was the perfect picture of peace. The other picture had...